The Tale Of Kitsuna

Chapter 117

Chapter 117:

“Is she going to sleep like that the entire time?” Grandenzil said, walking into her office where Kayda and I were on one of the couches, and Wendie and Sammy were sitting on the other one across from us, staring at me as I stole their food.

Something like that might have happened, but I am confident they never noticed it.

“What do you mean, Grandenzil?” Kayda said, tilting her head at her.

“The damn fox on your lap. Isn’t she going to participate in the conversation?” Grandenzil said frustrated.

“I’m listening, so you can go on,” I said, not moving from my position on Kayda’s lap.

“She didn’t even open her eyes,” Sammy mumbled with a slight chuckle.

“Sigh, whatever, can someone at least just tell me everything that happened tonight.”

“I guess I will start,” Kayda said before beginning to explain the events. “Now, you probably already know that Nova can destroy these demon rock pillars with her magic.”

.....

“Yes, she used lightning magic,” Wendie said, nodding.

“Well, we decided to destroy all of them,” Kayda said, making everyone confused.

“Why, if I remember you, Kayda, don’t actually like the church. why are you guys helping them?” Grandenzil said, looking at Kayda skeptically.

“Personal reasons. Anyway, we headed to the church only to see them still on high alert because of this. I am pretty certain you can guess what afterword’s.” Kayda explains.

“Yeah, you distracted them so the fox could sneak to the pillar. After she destroyed the pillar, she ran into those damn devil cultists. You tried to help but were also stopped by them. Actually, it was more like you were the main target, seeing the number of people attacked you.” Grandenzil commented, making my ears twitch.

“Yeah, the fuckers tried to suicide bomb me,” Kayda said aggressively.

“...hmm, so they even tried to kamikaze you?” I said after Kayda finished her explanation with a tone that made everyone shudder except Kayda.

“Hmm, yeah, that’s how I got all that blood on me,” Kayda said, shrugging, still petting my head.

“Sammy, I hope you are in for more torture training?” I said, opening my eyes glancing at Sammy on the other couch.

“Hmm, I see no problem. However, are you going to join in?” Sammy said, inclining her head.

“No, I will only tell you how and that’s all. I think I have seen enough blood for the week.” I said, making everyone look at me, surprised.

“I see more fun for me,” Sammy said with a happy smile.

“Are you okay?” Kayda whispered only so that I could hear it.

“I am thinking,” I said standing up. “Hey, Grandenzil, is there anywhere I can get some shut-eye?”

“Down the hall, go left the right 3rd door to your left is a guest room,” Grandenzil said, not sparing much attention.

“Thanks, and here Sammy,” I said, taking out a book and putting it on the table.

“What is this?” Sammy said, picking up the book from the table.

“Its notes. Now, if you excuse me.” I said before leaving the room.

‘My body feels like it’s on fire. Is this really the negative effect of Wrath? I understand now why mom said never to use it, but why did it activate.’ I thought while following Grandenzil directions.

“Emotions, maybe. I know I got angry for being described as a dog but was that enough?” I mumbled out loud, turning right.

‘Blood? It doesn’t bother me much, so I didn’t think so. Feeling killing intent? No, then it would have happened while training with mom. Killing? I did go mad the first time killing all those federation fuckers but... Emotions? I think it had something to do with emotions. The first time I understood was with mom almost dying and all but who today? Was it irritations or anger?’ I thought, opening the door to a guest room.

“Sigh, this is so irritating.” Sigh aggressively. I flopped onto the bed.

“I know I have a personality problem. Well, obviously, I saw as I have multiple ones, but is that really a problem. I mean, one is fun, another one is serious, and then there is the crazy one that loves torture and blood. What is wrong with having them? Oh, right, there is also the full wrath personality... that almost came out today. Sigh, good luck to anyone that witnesses it in the future.” I said, ending my rant with a full thought look, looking at the ceiling.

“Anyway, let’s move on to something more interesting,” I said, using analysis on myself.

Name: Kitsuna Draig (Shiro Adachi)

Age: 14 (Immortal)

Race: Primordial 1 Tail Demon Fox

Bloodline: Primordial 9 Tail Fox

Gender: Female

Level: 40

Class: Unknown (Wrath)

Hp: 2800/2800

MP: 10 000/10 000

Str: 1500

Vit: 1400

Def: 1000

Int: 5000

End: 2800

Agt: 3200

Skills: Dimension storage, Demon Fire, Demon Lightning, Fox Ice, Analysis, Super Regen, Short distance teleport, sword domain, Mana sense, Fox Golden Lightning, Fox Golden Fire, Healing

Passive: Heighten senses, eyes of intimidation, Human Form, Night Vision

Tail Abilities: LOCKED

“.... What!?” I shouted, jumping off the bed in shock.

“Illusions! There must be someone using one on me or something.’ I thought, looking around the room and releasing all my killing intent for good measure.

“...Guess not,” I said, sighing to myself while running my hands through my hair.

“This really doesn’t make sense. How did my stats go up so much all of a sudden?” I said, lying down on the bed again.

“Hmm, shouldn’t they be lower because of the shape my body is in, or are they already, and this isn’t my real stats?” I said, confused while flexing my hands in front of me.

‘Mom said, and I read about this as well. If you damage your body, your stats will be lowered until your body is back to tip-top shape. But then again, might the body pain be for another reason and not because my stats are too high for my le-‘ I thought, closing my eyes just to start to smell someone coming closer to my room.

Knock knock.

“Grandenzil, I am busy. What do you want?” I said, sitting up on the bed smelling Grandenzil perfume coming from the door.

“Guess I can come in,” Grandenzil said, ignoring any protest.

“...”

“What? It’s not really like you doing anything. You just lying on the bed,” she said, shrugging closing the door again.

“Grandenzil, what are you here for?”

“I want to know why?”

“Elaborate, please,” I said with a raised eyebrow.

‘I guess she figured it out or a part of my plans.’ I thought, tilting my head.

“Why are you trying to help us?”

“Help? Ha-ha, I think you misunderstand something. I am not helping you. I am making you into something useful.” I said, smirking at her.

“Even if you say it like that, a bandit group is already very useful.”

“No, they are not. A bandit group is just a mosh pit of outcasts that only want to receive things instead of working for it,” I said with clear disapproval in my tone.

“that’s a lie. They are working their ass off.” Grandenzil said, trying to defend herself.

“Yeah, sure at robbing people,” I said sarcastically.

“And they need to work to make that happen.”

“Sigh, Grandenzil. I’m surprised you haven’t destroyed this bandit group with that sort of thinking,” I said, laughing.

“What?”

“How long does it take to ransack a mansion?”

“It depends on the size,” Grandenzil said, confused at what I was getting at.

“The Anabald territory mansion.”

“About 4 hours.”

“Okay, that’s longer than I thought. Now how long does it take the Anabald to get their valuables at that point where it would take you guys 4 hours to steal everything. Legally, of course.” I explain with an emotional expression.

“Decades maybe a hundred years,” Grandenzil said with realization.

.....

“Do you understand what I am telling you?”

“You only see us as bandits, don’t you?”

“You are fucken bandits. Bandits are useless and a plague to humans or any race. They don’t want to work for what they have. They just want things that they don’t have or should have.” I said angrily.

“...”

“Now you already know that I haven’t put a bomb into your daughter. Does anyone else know?” I said, changing the subject.

“No, because I wanted to know your motive.”

“You know the black ops?”

“Yes.”

“I want to make another one like that. But this one will be more laid back about recruitment, and it will be easier to move around without the king knowing it. You guys already have the base of it and a strong one at that, but you guys can’t have the word bandit in your name or do things bandits will do.” I said truthfully.

“So, you want to make us look like a hero group or something?” Grandenzil said with a raised eyebrow.

“What the fuck? A hero group. What the hell is that.” I said, looking at her confused.

“Guess not.”

“No, you guys are going to look more like a mercenary group, and any mercenary group works on the black market as well. So, there won’t be too many questions even though you’re in the public eye.”

“I see. I will need to think about it.”

“Grandenzil, you don’t have an option if we do this or not.”

“...” hearing me, Grandenzil narrowed her eyes at me.

“Grandenzil, you know already we could have wiped you guys out if needed. It’s just that we don’t really care about a bandit group but knowing you guys own multiple orphanages. We can’t let it go anymore.”

“That... makes sense, but what are you going to do to change this.”

“You are going to change it. Kayda will draft up some plan for you, and you will execute it.”

“What if they use my weakness?”

“All your weaknesses will go to the Draig family mansion in the capital and join the crazy squad.”

“...crazy squad? Really, I am pretty certain they aren’t crazy.”

“The squad is, hence, the name,” I said, nodding.

“...fuck.”