Alibuda Chronicles Volume 16: Chapter 6 Mistakenly Boarding a Pirate Ship

Her soft whispers, her breath carrying a rich, sweet fragrance, wafted into my nostrils, instantly arousing my most primal desires.

(Oh no, I forgot Ah Xue was sleeping next to me and carelessly cast a lustful spell; now I'm reacting.)

Besides, Ah Xue had almost single-handedly taken on all the attacks in the Sea God's Palace today, and the extensive use of dark magic meant that the problems caused by her special constitution were starting to appear.

Sure enough, as soon as I turned my head, I smelled that familiar fragrance from her high, firm breasts. Even through her clothes, the warmth of her body made it even more intoxicating.

"What's wrong? Ah Xue, are you feeling unwell?"

I reached out and cupped her full, round breasts, gently squeezing them with my strongest thumbs, teasingly asking a question I already knew the answer to. Before long, her breasts, already swollen with milk, like ripe peaches, quickly oozed warm liquid, soaking my clothes.

"Master... please, please don't tease me... I'm really uncomfortable..."

"Alright, alright, you're such a hassle. You want your master to help you, but you also want your master not to tease you."

As I spoke, I slowly untied the rope around Ah Xue's chest, pulled her clothes aside, and a pair of snow-white, plump breasts immediately bounced before my eyes, overflowing with nectar, leaving traces on the tender, flawless flesh.

"Oh dear, it would be a waste to waste it, tsk tsk."

In a moment of urgency, I quickly leaned forward, opened my mouth, and bit into Ah Xue's full breasts, taking the entire nipple into my mouth and sucking hard.

"Ah... Master... suck more... I'm so uncomfortable..."

Tormented by desire, Ah Xue's milk had been accumulating for some time, and her two plump, white breasts were swollen and round. She could only let me roughly demand her, slowly releasing the pent-up desire in her chest, gently biting her tender areolas with my teeth, sucking hard, and my tongue restlessly playing with her nipples.

A comfortable ease in her chest, combined with the stimulating pleasure, coursed through her body like an electric current, causing Ah Xue to moan involuntarily, her body trembling.

"I...I'm so hot, my body feels like it's burning up...it's so uncomfortable...Master..."

Amid Ah Xue's high-pitched moans, I continued to knead her high, firm breasts, occasionally biting a nipple, causing the woman in my arms to tremble, and sweet milk to flow out faster. The stimulation of her milk flowed directly to her uterus, making Ah Xue's body extremely sensitive, constantly dazed, on the verge of orgasm. I teased her wantonly, enjoying her expression of ecstasy, but not letting her truly experience ecstasy.

I don't know how much time passed, but after I had sucked away most of the fragrant milk from her large breasts, Ah Xue's burden was greatly relieved. I felt that such teasing was enough; Ah Xue should be as wet as usual, able to receive my penetration. I then carried her back to the bed, preparing for the next round of pleasure.

However, when I carried Ah Xue back to bed, I was shocked to find that not only was her body soft and yielding, but her entire body temperature was also burning hot, especially her forehead. Even during passionate acts, it shouldn't be that hot. I was stunned for a moment, and then touched her again, realizing that she wasn't aroused at all; she had a high fever.

Thinking about it, it made sense. All day long, she had fought a series of grueling battles: the entanglement of the destroyed spirits, the exhaustion of fighting with all her magical power, the shock of the battle, soaking in the icy seawater for so long, and then overexerting herself to form a necromantic shield. How could a young woman withstand all that? It's just that she usually gives us the impression of being lively and healthy, so even I hadn't noticed that she had a fever and was sick.

(I'm truly ashamed; I've neglected her too much.)

I had to make amends for my neglect. I didn't call Mao Yan'an because if he came here and made a fuss, it would only disturb the patient and wouldn't do any real good. As travelers on the run, Ah Xue and I both carried some first-aid supplies. Although we had been in the sea for a while, we had taken waterproofing measures beforehand, so the powder hadn't washed away.

I quickly poured some water, gave Ah Xue the medicine, and she, still somewhat dazed, soon began to sweat profusely, soaking her entire clothes.

A feverish patient shouldn't wear wet clothes, so I didn't hesitate to help her undress, removing her sweat-soaked dress. Throughout the process, I carefully closed the doors and windows, afraid that Ah Xue would catch a chill, while her snow-white body, sculpted like pure white jade, constantly tempted me, and several times I almost lost my senses.

(Hold back, hold back! I can't do something that kills the goose that lays the golden eggs.)

I took a towel and carefully wiped Ah Xue's body, gently wiping her delicate, fair skin. As I suppressed my lust and wiped her round, plump breasts, watching them jiggle and deform under the pressure, I almost couldn't resist pouncing on her and wantonly playing with the body of this most beautiful woman, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens.

However, her innocent, childlike sleeping face suppressed my wicked thoughts, allowing me to continue wiping her, drying her damp fur, moving past her lower abdomen, and then to her firm, white buttocks.

In the end, I almost bulged the veins on my forehead as I endured it all to finish wiping her. Finally, after I tucked her in, Ah Xue slept soundly with a sweet smile. I was so exhausted that I collapsed onto her bedside and fell asleep instantly. But shamefully… it wasn't because I had strong willpower that I managed to hold back; it was because the allure of the Winter Snow Fairy was just too great. I had already ejaculated halfway through…

“Ugh, it’s dawn.”

Waking up from my sleep, I realized how tired I was. Almost every bone in my body ached. Thinking back on yesterday’s intense battles, I was just as exhausted as Ah Xue. She even fell ill with a fever, while I managed to hold on. Was it because I was strong? Or was it because I had drunk Ah Xue’s nectar and milk last night, which greatly helped me not collapse?

“Master, good morning.”

Ah Xue, still lying in front of me, greeted me softly. Her bright eyes were filled with joy and laughter. She was clearly pleased that I hadn’t violated or disturbed her last night, but had taken care of her all night.

"What are you looking at? Getting horny the moment you wake up? Get up and get to work, find a place to make breakfast, then fetch a basin of water to wash my feet, and then you can use your mouth to help me during breakfast..."

Embarrassed by that warm gaze, I became angry and scolded her loudly, but seeing that her fever had subsided and she had recovered, I felt a little happy.

Not wanting to stay in the cabin any longer, I pushed open the door and went out. As soon as I opened it, Violet rushed in, swatting Ah Xue down like a whirlwind, followed by a series of familiar, cheerful laughs—two bored and pointless females indeed.

I went up to the deck alone and saw the ship's mainsail billowing in the wind, moving steadily and quickly forward. Not a single cloud was visible in the sky, only a few seagulls flapping their wings. The weather was surprisingly good, especially the warm sunshine that chased away some of my weariness. Compared to last night's drowning, it felt like a lifetime ago.

The azure sea stretches to the distant horizon where the sea meets the sky. Occasionally, white waves crash against the shore, splashing and leaping, while dolphins gracefully vault and dive back down. Beneath its calm surface lies a vibrant life force, truly inspiring a desire to stop the boat and jump in, to swim freely in this clear blue ocean.

If the sea is a mysterious beauty with many facets, then what we are witnessing now is perhaps her most joyful side. Although I've only been in the East China Sea for a few days, I've already experienced it deeply.

Looking up at the sky, watching flocks of seagulls fly further and further away, I unexpectedly thought of two familiar faces who also have wings: Yu Ni and Yu Hong.

I wonder how those two sisters are doing in the East China Sea? They were already renowned constables on the mainland, dedicated to upholding justice and righteousness. Now they've come to this place devoid of justice and righteousness. Are they overjoyed because there are endless bad guys to catch? Or are they saddened by the corruption of this world? We're

about to meet, and the thought makes me uneasy. I wonder what will happen when we meet? Judging from Xin Deng Jushi's reaction, Yu Hong hasn't revealed that I raped and imprisoned her. Perhaps even her sister doesn't know. If that's true, maybe my situation isn't so bad after all.

But mere speculation is too dangerous. To confirm this, we must observe more closely. Therefore, I shouldn't reveal myself directly this time, but rather…

Standing on the deck, lost in thought, I turned my head and saw a sailboat approaching from afar. It was a medium-sized vessel with two large sails, its hull gleaming and quite ornate. Judging from the clothing of the people on deck, it seemed to be a passenger ship, mostly filled with merchants leisurely gazing at the vast blue sea and sky.

As the two ships drew closer, the people on board seemed to see us too, waving enthusiastically and some even shouting greetings and blessings.

“Hey, friends, how are you?”

“Hey, have a safe journey.”

“Hey~~ you sons of bitches, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!”

There was nothing particularly meaningful about it; it was just a small pang of envy from this poor exile seeing them all dressed so smartly and looking so wealthy. Seeing their angry, glaring faces after I cursed at them gave me a strange sense of satisfaction. After all, this was the sea, not land. Even if someone got furious, they wouldn't jump into the sea and beat me up just because of a curse, right?

However, things didn't go as planned. As if deliberately trying to antagonize me, our ship suddenly changed direction after I shouted, rapidly approaching the merchant ship. It was so fast that in the short time I was stunned, I could clearly see the faces of the passengers. I even saw several young men rubbing their fists, ready to make a move.

(No way? Deliberately trying to mess with me?)

If a conflict did break out, I wouldn't be afraid. Those were just ordinary people; I could summon a few lecherous insects and cause chaos. But causing trouble in a place like this was definitely not a good sign.

My worries took a turn for the worse in the next moment. Those who had been sneering at me suddenly changed their expressions, looking at us with utter terror. I followed their gaze and saw that a black flag with a skull and crossbones had somehow appeared atop our mainsail's flagpole. Anyone who had read a children's book, even an idiot, knew what that meant.

Bang!

With a deafening crash, our ship collided sideways with theirs. A large group of sailors—or rather, pirates—who had been poised for action, hurled ropes and grappling hooks like predatory tigers, skillfully swinging across and boarding the enemy ship. Before their feet even touched the deck, their steel blades were already flashing, drawing streaks of blood. I had

long heard that pirates were masters of the knife, their nimble and swift swordsmanship unlike the usual hacking and slashing. It was less about wielding a knife and more about playing with it, slicing through vital organs with almost acrobatic movements. Now I was witnessing it firsthand. But…

this ship we were on… was it a pirate ship?

Even if we accidentally boarded a pirate ship, this pirate is far too ruthless!

I was hesitating about what to do when the cabin door next to me opened, and Mao Yan'an rushed out, yelling about what had happened. I grabbed him and pinned him to the door.

"Hey, uncle, how come this ship suddenly turned into a pirate ship?"

"What do you mean suddenly? It was a pirate ship to begin with. You yourself said these sailors look fierce, like pirates. Now they're robbing us with knives, isn't that perfectly reasonable? You're happy with your foresight, aren't you?"

"Aren't they some kind of sea tycoon, Dan Luo's men?"

"Corpses like this operate with diversified businesses. To protect merchant ships, they need armed fleets. Once the armed fleet gets big enough, they start robbing to make extra money. You can call them sea tycoons, or pirate kings, that's what a corporation is all about, isn't it?"

"But didn't you say yesterday..."

"What? Yesterday? I was rescued in a daze yesterday. The water was freezing cold, and I didn't care what kind of ship it was, I'd even board a ghost ship. As soon as I got on board, a dozen men held knives to my neck, forcing me to hand over all my valuables and make me strip naked before jumping into the sea. If it weren't for Violet's fire-breathing resistance and my persuasion of them, why would these pirates treat us like honored guests? And why would they obediently rescue you all too?"

"Oh? What did you say to them?" "

Uh, I said we were going to join the resistance, and some of us are good friends of Admiral Li Huamei, so... they changed their attitude..."

"Tell the truth!"

"Don't...don't be so fierce. Actually, I'm quite honest. I just said that some of us here are Li Huamei's lovers. They're deeply in love and have traveled a long way to meet. I'm asking them to do us a favor and not interfere with this illicit romance...These pirates are bored to death at sea. They'd even want to catch a seagull for sex, let alone a sow. The whole ship is full of lustful lunatics. Hearing this reason and seeing how sincere I sounded, they're being polite to us."

"Oh? They really are a bunch of lewd but kind-hearted people."

I spoke with a gloomy expression, pondering for a moment. I was certain I had never told Mao Yan'an about my relationship with Huamei, but perhaps some information might leak out from Xue's side and fall into the hands of this cunning and unscrupulous middle-aged man. That would be hard to say.

This isn't the time to discuss these things. The pirates are burning, killing, and looting on the neighboring ship. The screams of agony are deafening, and the splattering blood is particularly glaring in the blazing firelight. It seems these pirates are using considerable force, and the resistance on the enemy ship is fierce… So what should I do now?

Stand up and stop this inhuman, unjust robbery? Crazy! This isn't the time for reckless bravery. Even if I unleashed my divine power, summoning lewd spirits and beasts to kill these pirates, what good would it do me? Who would sail me to the rebel camp?

Besides, I have no affection for those merchants I've never met. The only reason I haven't become a pirate is because I have no ship or crew; otherwise, I'd probably be the first to charge in.

Therefore, the direction I should choose is clear. Stand idly by? No, no, no, that's only done when the situation is unclear and self-preservation is crucial. Now it's clearly a two-way battle, and I'm capable of escaping unscathed. Why not take advantage of the chaos and make a quick buck?

Having made up my mind, I'll have Mao Yan'an return to the cabin and, together with Violet, keep an eye on Xue, preventing her from wandering off. Xue will protect them to avoid accidental injuries during the fighting. This is, of course, just an excuse to restrain them, to prevent Xue from running out of the cabin, seeing the scene outside, and becoming enraged, acting like a righteous zealot like the Japanese—that would be troublesome.

(She's a necromancer; she must sense the bloodshed and deaths outside. But having Uncle restrain her should keep her from leaving.)

Taking advantage of the chaos and the fact that no one was paying attention, I used a grappling hook to fly to the opposite ship. As I landed, I saw a man covered in blood rushing out, seemingly begging for help. I recognized him immediately; he was one of the men who had been eager to attack me earlier. A cold smile played on my lips as I prepared to deliver a close-quarters blow like a pirate. Unfortunately, my landing technique was terrible, and my legs ended up kicking him in the chest. A series of cracking sounds filled the air, and the unfortunate man was dead.

"Sorry, my rope-swinging technique wasn't good. I'll definitely improve next time..."

I apologized briefly, not forgetting to pull his wallet and a gold-plated pocket watch from his pocket. It must have been a decent amount, a small consolation. I put the items in my pocket and carefully ran forward, picking up a knife from the waist of a fallen corpse along the way. Unfortunately, I didn't find the wallet.

I've been a rapist, a conman, an executioner, a robber—I've done it all countless times. But for the first time in my life, I'm experiencing piracy. I'm really hoping for some good luck from the heavens, so I can make a fortune.

Perhaps intending to leave no survivors, the pirates were ruthless. The corpses I saw along the way all had multiple fatal stab wounds, some even chopped into several pieces. This convinced me that the pirates probably intended to loot and burn the ship. If they were quick enough, they could finish their job while no other ships were around, set the entire ship on fire, and then disappear on the vast ocean. Who would know if it was hit by a storm or looted?

(Damn it, with such reckless behavior, many people must have died innocently in these waters. No wonder there are ghost ship legends.)

In this kind of widespread looting, not only do the men suffer, but the women also suffer, only more than their unfortunate relatives and friends before they die.

"Ahhhhhh!"

A scream rang out, followed by a woman trying to run out. She appeared to be a blonde, blue-eyed woman with large breasts and a plump bottom. She was somewhat older, but well-maintained. Beneath her torn clothes, her skin was as white and soft as milk; her slightly sagging breasts swayed violently and seductively; her petticoat was ripped open, revealing a pair of jade-like legs clad in black stockings. As she was pulled back, her exposed plump buttocks presented an alluring sight; there were no signs of filth on her thighs, suggesting she still retained her virginity.

However, that was only temporary.

As she was pulled back inside, her face, her makeup smeared with tears of terror, still flashed before my eyes, while a sharp, piercing wail reached my ears. The sound was familiar; it was the mournful cry of a woman being violated.

I peered through the doorway and saw three naked, fair-skinned bodies surrounded by five or six dark-skinned pirates, being raped in turn. The middle-aged woman I had seen earlier was one of them, and the pirate raping her wasn't human. He even greeted me generously, inviting me, his honored guest, to join him.

These vicious pirates' generosity truly flattered me, and it also gave me no reason to oppose them. However, raping a woman with a group of men was never my hobby, so I politely declined the invitation, closing the door behind me to prevent the noise from disturbing passersby.

The rest was uneventful. I was too late, so I could only collect wallets and odds and ends. Although some pirates saw me, they didn't seem to care, as their target was the cargo on the ship. The wallets I collected were just a drop in the ocean; they simply gave them to me as a gift.

The sounds of fierce fighting gradually subsided. After suffering some losses, the pirates had slaughtered all the resisters. I wandered around the ship's cabin, seeing blood, corpses, broken swords, and still-burning flames everywhere. Just then, a pirate passed by and told me they were about to set the ship on fire and wanted me to come aboard with him. Of course,

I had no objection, but I was very curious. Mao Yan'an's ramblings about these pirates must have been far more exaggerated than what he had told me. Otherwise, why would these ferocious pirates be so polite to me? Not a single one of them dared to have any improper thoughts about Ah Xue.

(That's strange. I must ask him again later what he said...)

On the way out of the cabin, the pirates told me that the captain was executing stubborn prisoners. According to pirate custom, those who resisted were killed one by one. Normally, they would first lure sharks in and force the prisoners to jump into the sea, but now that time was of the essence, they skipped that and just killed them directly.

Upon reaching the deck, I happened to see a thin line of blood splatter in the air, drawing a brilliant crimson rainbow. The corpse with its throat severed lay among five other bodies lying haphazardly, starkly highlighting the fragility of life and the cruelty of fate.

I was very curious about what the captain who had executed these crew members and commanded this group of pirates looked like. Gazing intently, the blinding sunlight enveloped the entire ocean. On the boundless blue sea, I saw a stunningly beautiful and alluring woman standing at the bow. Her wavy red hair was combed back from her forehead and tied into a ponytail with a strip of cloth, fluttering in the sea breeze, making her a striking sight.

Knee-high leather boots accentuated the length of her thighs, and a row of metal buckles on the boots gleamed in the sunlight. Looking up, above her snow-white, even thighs, she wore leather shorts that were so short they barely covered her rounded buttocks. The cuffs at the top of her thighs were deliberately cut into a scalloped shape, and the snow-white skin beneath the swaying cuffs drew my attention to the length of her jade-like legs, their shape in no way inferior to the prized long legs of the Feathered Clan beauties.

Her upper body was clad in a white silk shirt; whether intentionally or unintentionally, the buttons were undone, revealing an alluring cleavage through the open front. From the side, her round, snow-white breasts were faintly visible. The thin shirt fabric couldn't conceal the protrusion of her breasts; two small nipples appeared against the taut white shirt, which was tied only at the hem, revealing her sexy navel on her flat stomach.

Beside her slender, serpentine waist hung a scabbard adorned with diamonds; a delicate, pale hand, untouched by any rough work, gripped the golden hilt. The tip of the gleaming blade, stained with the resentment of the dead, dripped droplets onto the deck as the sword tip tilted, adding a bloody dimension to this scene of breathtaking beauty.

I stared at the sight, speechless. This ruthless female captain had undoubtedly given me a profound shock.

Her long, slender, jade-like legs, her serpentine waist exposed above her leather trousers, and her prominent, white cleavage—these three fiery focal points of sexiness—were not as striking as her face, as vibrant as a summer flower. Heavy makeup, her full, red lips exuding allure, and her wild, fiery red hair were enough to ignite a passion within. Only upon seeing the drops of blood on her sword did one notice the danger, the murderous intent, and the evil beneath her beauty.

And I was undoubtedly very familiar with this woman, with this particular woman.

"Phineas?"

"Huh? Friend, you know our captain?"

"She...she's your captain?"

"Yes, she's the captain of our Little Eagle, Phoenix Barbasola III, the adopted daughter of Boss Danro. She's always led our work and rarely leaves the East Blue. How did you get to know her?"

The sailor's words left me extremely confused. Could there really be someone who looks so alike, and I'd really mistaken her for someone else?

No, that's impossible. I wouldn't make a mistake in a place like this. Besides, while appearances might be similar, the aura, the heavily made-up style—there's absolutely no other branch like that.

So, is Phoenix so powerful that she's infiltrated the Sea Merchant King's organization and become the adopted daughter of the Grand Boss?

That's impossible, because the pirates said she rarely leaves the East Blue, but the Phoenix I know is practically omnipresent. More importantly, when we were rescued last night, I saw the captain's back from afar; he was a burly man, not this glamorous young woman.

Since that's the case, everything becomes clear… I never knew this female demon possessed such power, able to manipulate the memories of a large group of people through brainwashing, quickly creating a false identity for herself.

As if confirming my suspicions, once I understood all the details, Phoenix deftly sheathed her longsword, her boots clattering as she strode towards me.

"Uh, you…"

I only managed to utter one word before Phoenix moved with lightning speed, pulling me close and pressing me against her unbuttoned chest, her high, round breasts kissing my cheek through her clothes, while a soft whisper reached my ear.

"Handsome brother, since you're already here, how about spending a fun-filled summer vacation with me?"

That's right, this is the little devil I know, Phoenix.

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