Chapter 164 - The Foxs True Face (1/2)
As Carla, Elon, and Ragoni were wailing out their excruciating pain, Jaro became the main attraction as he went to the rather crowded marketplace.
Walking as if nothing happened, his shirt had turned into tattered charcoal with the extreme steam and burning flare that came from his whole body.
He wore two pants on top of each other. He also had his double stacked long pants soaked in water so that the moisture didn't make him end up going around in full commando.
Mortals and Forest Spirits alike, they gazed at the laidback Jaro with a confused expression.
One of the passerby kids tugged her mother's dress again and again, filled with curiosity and excitement. ”Mama! Look! That man is glowing in burning red!”
”Wait, is that Mister Jaro? I don't know what he did but it's not as unusual as lifting a whole boulder into the middle of the Citadel.”
”Yo! Rakole! Looky here! There is a glowing walking lamp! Wait, is that Sir Jaro!?”
Jaro casually waved to the people that were dumbfounded and amused at the same time. Despite having only a few days living in Ouranos Citadel, he had been socializing and helping many people throughout his casual day.
This increased his reputation. The fact that he was an amiable and likeable person was also contributing to the nonchalant and humorous response from the people who had talked to him.
Beside the lively tavern was a huge space still in the process of construction. Right in front of the improvised construction sign, was one tall and fat man with draconic horns sticking out from his head currently eating one of the prestigious fruits of the Citadel.
As soon as Jaro was caught within the fat man's vision, both of them casually waved at each other.
”There you're! Jaro! Kulfa will be here later, and I'll assume that Jojo isn't with you right so—what in the perpetual hellfire happened to you!?”
Jaro scratched the back of his head. ”Ahaha, long story but it certainly drives me crazy with how much pain it inflicted.”
”That isn't the face of someone who is in pain. So wanna still continue Missy Ragoni's project?”
”Sure, why not!”
An Alraune wearing a safety helmet then joined the project after a while. With the vines created by the Alraune's power, they managed to get hold into a fast access of wood material. Alraune could change its root trait and its density. Basically, she was a live wood printer.
One by one, the core members of the project construction team were assembled as they immediately got to work in the soothing melody of the windy night.
Meanwhile, somewhere outside of the Ouranos Citadel, Jojo was in the same state as his brother, wearing three stacks of wet clothings from hair to toe.
”Damn fox! if you don't have anything worthwhile, I'll knock your head up knowing that I have a construction project tonight.”
He glared at the same burning Guda that was sitting on top of the border, slyly smiling while giving off an extremely aura of suspicious person.
Just like Jaro and Jojo, it seemed like the pain and the immense bodily heat didn't affect Guda at all.
”Nyahoo~ It seems like you're really burning up, can't wait to become a masochist again, aren't cha?”
”The degree that I'm about to do to you is higher than any heat.” Jojo sighed. ”Hurry up.”
”Kon! I actually wanted to give you information about the chamber of documents that you've destroyed.” The fox's eyelids hooded her pupils, putting a smug face on her searing burning face. ”If you checked it again, there is actually one more document that is missing from page 67, Demonization Depravity~”
In a blink of an eye, Jojo dashed at the speed where no normal eyes could perceive. As if he was teleporting to the behind of the sly fox.
If not for the burning body, she would be drenching in sweat. Still maintaining her smugness, Guda reluctantly continued her speech, ”Oiya, I'm still not done yet, ya kno—”
In a millisecond, Jojo grabbed her head and smashed it brutally into the boulder. The pulse of the wind had blown numerous leaves and dirt from the area.
Surprising to him, Guda was barely unscratched. Activating her talisman, Guda nervously watched at the wrathful eyes of the demon.
Despite the gushing amount of blood from the back of her head, Guda kept her cool. ”T-that is dangerous, you know!”
Within the gaze of the fox, Jojo looked like the reaper when the night was behind him, permeating as his background. The windy dusk blew their steam that came from their body like a gentle candle.
Jojo had memorized the content and indeed as she told me, that one of the documents had a missing page. Hearing the 'Demonization Depravity', Jojo felt a huge future was waiting for its day. If that document was upon the hand of those who thought of ills and evil, that alone was enough to send shivers down Jojo's spine.
Jojo growled, speaking in a rather deep voice.”Speak, where did you acquire this info?”
”Mmmhhh~ there is treasure and dragon heart, aplenty in this world. Having a buried underground storage might be a hot iron for those who could use a teleportation spell.”
”Teleportation spell… huh.”
Jojo let go of Guda's head, backing down as he tried to hypothesize the probability of someone infiltrating the underground library. After caressing his chin, his gaze was shifted onto the smuggish fox again.
”How much can I trust you?”