My Life In A Fantasy, Women-Dominated World

Chapter 172: Interrogation And Conscience

Alyssa looked at Aaron, making the same beak gesture as she looked at him questioningly.

He nodded in agreement.

She hummed, turning back to the frightened gathering of lingso tribesmen, her voice developing a cold tone as she said something in her language.

The tribesman replied hesitatingly, starting a nervous and clumsy back and forth.

Aaron couldn’t really understand whatever they were saying, but he kept a keen eye on those mushfolks as well as Alyssa, studying their expressions.

He had noticed that Alyssa was quite verbal and expressive in her feelings, like she would laugh if she were happy and cry if she were sad.

There was no in between like crocodile tears and fake emotions. She was like an open book.

Thus when he saw her getting madder and madder by the second, his grin tilted into a deep frown.

Whatever they were saying, he understood that the location of gold shrooms and the translation orb wasn’t found.

Yet, he waited for any cue from Alyssa that would tell him that all hope was lost with this man.

And while she talked to one tribesman, Aaron kept glaring at the other two he had grabbed, making them stand frozen in their place, shivering slightly as if they were just moments away from shitting their pants... if that was even possible for their race.

"Shikara subatu." Alyssa waved at Aaron, shaking her head as she pointed at the mushfolk in front of her with an irritated frown.

Aaron looked at her just to confirm as he ran a finger on his neck, pointing at the lingso man.

She nodded, and that was all the cue he needed as he grabbed the poor man off the rock, making him scream and look towards the remaining two in hope and fear.

"I, need, that, orb." Aaron boomed into the poor man’s ears, shouting at the top of his voice as he threw the man back on the rock with high velocity.

He cut through the air, flying at the rock and colliding against the cold, hard top, bouncing twice as he lay flat.

His fingers seem to be twitching slightly, the only sign of life he was capable of showing currently. He whimpered softly, making the other two walk backwards, their eyes wide and alternating between the injured man and Aaron.

To them Aaron looked like a large monster earlier, but now, he looked nothing less than a fearsome nightcrawler... or maybe, worse.

At least those monstrosities don’t destroy the city and kidnap them in the middle of the day!

"Alyssa, ask them." Aaron gestured to the two remaining men, his eyes impassive as he looked at the mushfolks on the stone.

They were no bigger than a small rat, and although alive with their own feelings, language and intelligence, he consoled his conscience with a simple truth.

They could be reborn again.

He didn’t know whether that was really the truth, if it was exclusive only for the elders and specialized mushfolks or if there was any downside to it.

But in all honesty... he didn’t care.

It allowed him to brutalize and treat them as mere moving plants, not an actual life he needed to preserve or weigh on his conscience.

Aaron calmed down his breaths, wallowing in his thoughts while watching Alyssa talk to the other two mushfolks.

Those two were visibly shaken after witnessing what happened to the first guy that was questioned, making them even more hesitant and nervous.

The talks took longer to finish, but by the end of it, Alyssa’s face wasn’t twisted into a dangerous scowl.

Her lips appeared flat and her beautiful mushroom eyes staring at the two mushfolks. She didn’t look mad or sad, but she didn’t look happy either.

’I guess they aren’t sure but they opened their mouths and told Alyssa of the location they assumed might be true. It may very well just be a sham to save their lives.’ Aaron mused, observing their expressions.

But even if it was just a sham, he didn’t have much choice than to believe it.

Aaron was just going to pick up one of them and put the rest on his shoulder when he suddenly remembered about the silent free loader that was lounging on his other shoulder.

The moment he remembered about her, he opened the cell and its bounds, making the stealth elder stumble downwards, falling as she was forcefully awoken from her nap.

"SHHIIIIMMAA!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, her limbs flailing in the wind as she looked at Aaron.

He scoffed and caught her midair, placing her down on the rock in front of the lingso tribe members.

They began to distance themselves from the elder, recognizing her status, which made them even more scared than they already were.

"Alyssa, ask her about the bead and shrooms too." He looked at Alyssa and nodded once.

***

After nearly 10 minutes of back and forth, the Stealth elder and two lingso tribesmen sat on Aaron’s palm as he walked back towards the destroyed city.

He could see the other tribesmen scurrying around in the distance.

Most of them had chosen to populate the furthest buildings, not daring to get stuck in the center in the worst case scenario that Aaron returns.

This caused them to share homes, but they were fine with sharing their personal spaces rather than risking their lives.

Seeing him returning at a casual pace, holding two of their people on his palm, they began to escape from the city at a fast pace, abandoning their city at once.

But this time Aaron ignored them and tossed the half dead body of the third lingso tribe man into the distance, crossing the city and bouncing on the other side as he skidded against the ground before coming to a stop.

Aaron didn’t bother to check the reactions of those mushfolks and instead narrowed his eyes at one of the man on his palm, wordlessly ordering them to start leading the way.

There was no place for hesitation as the man swiftly raised his hand and pointed at the distance.

Aaron hummed, moving in the pointed direction and tearing off the building’s top.

And he was surprised to see that the information wasn’t purely a bust.

The mushroom building was appearing dilapidated from the outside as if no one cared about it and it was left abandoned for ages, but from the inside...?

It was filled with small shimmering objects, glittering in the dark. Just from a single look Aaron could tell that this house was loaded with valuables.

But alas... these valuables were of no use to him.

He scoured through the house, looking through the wide collection of items, but failed to find anything that may be useful to him.

Still, to reward the man for his not so useless information, Aaron sighed and lowered him into the house, leaving him there as he looked at the last remaining lingso tribe member.

The first one’s information turned out to be a bust, no matter how interesting and unique it was.

The last remaining man trembled, first looking at the distant, nearly dead– or probably dead– member of their tribe and then looking at Aaron’s second victim, who was silently stuffing his mushroom clothes with smaller valuables.

There were both extremes right in front of his eyes, making him shiver as he shakily raised his hands to point in another direction of the city.

Aaron gazed in that direction and then looked back at the lingso member, feeling like he was being punked.

This man wasn’t really pointing into the city, he was pointing AFTER the city, into the forests.

But he also knew that this mushfolk did care about his life and definitely didn’t want to end up like the first one.

So he chose to put a slight amount of trust in him and began to walk in the pointed direction, even if it meant crossing the city and then heading into the forest.

Aaron barely had any hopes for this information, and was merely planning the different, painful ways to punish this last mushfolk as he walked into the direction, passing a waist sized large bush on the way.

However, the moment Aaron’s body passed through that tall bush, his eyes widened seeing the view in front of himself.

On the other side of the bush, a much smaller version of the city was built, containing a large building in the center and some slightly smaller ones all around it.

It looked like a luxury piece of land that the normies would never get entry to.

"Holy shit, so this is where everything was..."

Aaron whispered in a daze, looking down at the trembling mushfolk in surprise.

He had expected the valuables to be in the basement or hidden in the most normal looking, average building he could find.

But in a different city altogether???

That was a curveball.

Aaron waltzed into the city with glee, watching the small mushfolks running away as he stepped onto their smaller buildings.

"Give me your treasures~"