Chapter 164 - The Fox's True Face

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?"

"Fox is the most trustworthy animal, you can count on me!"

"Then how did you know the existence of the library?" Jojo casually asked.

"Heheheh, secret~" Guda stood up, trying to bear the pain that was inflicted to her head. "Although, I can give you the coordination regarding the affiliate people within this Citadel."

Then, Guda immediately explained everything thoroughly with every hint and extra report in exchange for Aur Tokens.

Jojo wasted 20 Aur Tokens for this.

The first suspect.

Kumala Jukushi, an Aiseirighian former trader and a journalist that had eventually retired two days before the one night conquest. He was one of the first people that Guda mentioned.

Mimika Kaflu, she was an Aekha, a botanist that had a close relationship to the perpetrator who took the page 67 of the Demonization Depravity.

Fuf Tali, a male Tanomobi that was known as the Artifact Merchant until he wasn't anymore. Still alive and roaming within Ouranos Citadel.

Tukja Muhsu, a rather flamboyant Feline fellow who was heavily interested in alchemy. Strangely enough, he had no cultivation despite his knowledge. A little bit off even for someone as clever as Jojo.

"Is that all?

"Of course, hero of justice~"

"That would be my brother." Jojo leaned closer to Guda. "I don't care about such things."

"Nyeh."

And so, both of them hunted down the given suspect one by one, kidnapping all of them and putting them all inside Jojo's room. They do know that there was surveillance everywhere, as the authorities would keep their eyes upon the Citadel 24 hours a day according to the guide book on how to make Aur.

As Jojo interrogated those four. They found a couple things that make up for a partial picture of the big canvas.

Basically, they described the person who they were affiliated with as a likeable crazy moron. A Usurper at Alcazar Establishment Stage that socialized too much with the citizens of the former Gaia Citadel.

This person was known to be very eccentric while very kind at the same time. The reason why they called this person a crazy moron wss because of his rambling, constantly talking about something akin to the descendants of gods and the black plague arriving Neamh at dawn.

Thankfully, the authorities won't bother with personal problems that don't affect the society as long as it doesn't hurt or cause any damage to any individual and society. Thought for the latter, Jojo had already broken that rule when he smashed Guda's head into a boulder.

"I really wonder why they haven't caught you yet." Guda playfully sneered.

"Your head got smashed outside of the Citadel, it's not within their authority." Jojo sneered back.

As the friendly interrogation ensued, Guda silently got out of Jojo's house. Stealthy like a cat threading on a silk bed. Jojo obviously noticed it but he let her be.

After going round within the path of Ouranos Citadel, she ended up walking sluggishly onto her living territory at the very far west.

"Uuu, this talisman could only heal as much."

All of her body parts were trembling. Two meters before she arrived at her living territory, she took out a bandage and wrapped her wound on the back of her head, trying to prevent any kind of blood from being visible on her.

She then casted an enchantment to the bandages to withstand the sheer heat of her body evolution, just like what she did to her humble white one piece clothes. Otherwise she would've been naked the whole time.

"Pain…"

Pinching her burning cheeks multiple times, she then prepared her usual smuggish smile. In her gaze was a Youkai-esque temple that held no sort of divine spirits within it.

She then prepared a basket of fruits that she had just harvested today before going out to the Lautus Tunguska, giving the basket an enchantment so that it could withstand her steaming body. Another cold enchantment was then given to the surface of the basket to keep the fruits mildly cold.

"Kon-everyone! I'm home!"

One step inside the gaping entrance, numerous children's voices could be heard. Aekhas, Felines, Aiseirighian, and a few other youkais were rushing out to Guda.

""BIG SIS GUDA!""

"Woaa! Big Sis Guda is glowing!" said one of the young Aiseirighian.

"Big Sis Guda smells like hot springs!" The little oni jumped around, brimming with curiosity.

The rest rushed without hesitation, some stumbled but they were taught to not cry. Four of the teenagers stayed on the corner, waiting for the leftovers after the others got their shares.

"I brought more food for today! Because of the votes from yesterday, I brought more Apores than usual"