Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 169 The Moment of Closing the Door
"Wait a minute, your essence hasn't fully recovered yet, what are you going to do?"

Sensing the Giant King's movements, the golden bird standing on top of the giant's head was stunned, and she asked anxiously.

"I always play on that piano."

The Giant King spoke in a dull, thunderous voice, tilting his head back, his two bright, star-like eyes gazing at the growing black crack, "I can sense that within that harp, there once was a different soul..."

You know, anything that emerges intact from that fall always comes at a price.

And the price is the soul.

Although my strength and stature are enough to play it under the guidance of my 'good friend', I am not a qualified one after all...

musician?"

The Giant King sighed, and the entire floating island began to break apart in the violent shaking.

At this moment, those magical plants seemed to be affected by something, swaying without wind, and all the plant spirits poked their heads out from the green grass -

They all sensed something.

Without making any sound, he stood quietly in the gradually rolling clouds.

Previously, the forest fires set by humans were extinguished in the increasingly humid air.

Those greedy flames may not have the slightest possibility of existing in this huge magical world.

"But now, although I don't know how it happened, the soul of the harp seems to have returned. This means that I, the great Giant King, no longer have to be a gatekeeper."

The Giant King laughed loudly.

The milky white mist began to emerge from all directions, from the ground of the floating island, the streams, and the magical plants.

At this time, the golden bird no longer tried to persuade her, and she lived with the Giant King for decades.

She understood what this king in the clouds was planning to do.

"You're going to gamble all this?"

"Yes, I am waiting, and those twisted dead locked in heaven are also waiting, for the time when the scales of victory will fall towards their side.

But this time it was different, I heard it—the prelude to the finale.”

The Giant King stood up from the top of the castle. His body hidden in the clouds became increasingly blurred. It was not that he was disappearing, but that the clouds were getting thicker and denser!
These clouds form the body of the Giant King.

The floating islands, which originally looked like hard soil and stones, lost their color and turned into the same cloud filaments. The thousands-meter-long, boundless giant garden also lost its colorful appearance at this moment.

Revealing the essence that constitutes them—

Clouds, clouds mixed with magic.

Perhaps, only something like this can float in the sky without falling back to the ground.

"There are a lot of clouds today, so it's time to lock the door..."

The Giant King whispered.

At this time, in the castle in the center, the real ordinary people, the bounty hunters and mercenaries who were deceived by the giants' elects, could no longer see anything clearly.

The field of vision has been occupied by extremely thick clouds and fog.

The air was moist and surging in the nasal cavity. Even when facing each other, only vague outlines could be seen.

"Puro, is this the power of the Giant King? Back then, how did the last swordsman who used the Star-Slaying Sword manage to... defeat such an opponent?"

Lake has stopped fighting.

The sound of the harp echoed faintly in the clouds, and the clouds seemed to be flowing along the sound of the harp.

"Yes, it seems that we did the right thing by not rashly becoming an enemy of the Giant King."

Runes formed by magic light also appeared in the eyes of the Poro.

He could also see what was contained in this sea of ​​clouds through his perception beyond his field of vision, “However, these magics don’t seem to be used for killing.

Or rather, it’s not used against us.”

After the Giant King took action, Poro saw that no deformed angel dared to enter the castle.

Those eyeballs dripping with thick black juice were washed by the clouds of mixed piano sounds.

Like ice scorched by flames, it melts rapidly and dies—

"Puro, what is the Giant King preparing to do?"

Lake looked at the giant outlined by magic in the sky.

At this moment, the Giant King can truly be said to be standing tall and proud. Outside of his original body, the clouds containing his magic once again constructed a new body.

The entire castle is wrapped in it.

At this time, the moisture in the air had already far exceeded the concentration before the rain, but the ice crystals and water droplets that formed the clouds showed no sign of continuing to gather under the influence of magic.

"He's probably thinking about closing that crack in the sky."

Poro narrowed his eyes, and the magic circuits exposed by the flowing clouds flashed before his eyes, "We came here before, these floating islands, the land on the floating islands, the gardens - those plants.

It’s the condensation of these clouds.”

"So, the gardens after this..."

Lake listened to Poro's words, understood some of the meaning, and then opened her eyes wide, "After this, we can no longer see the garden?"

"Yes, I had some guesses before, but I didn't expect that the Giant King would actually do this."

Poro took a deep breath. With his current level of magic power, he couldn't perform such magic.

Or rather, this is the magic that the Giant King has been preparing all along.

"But what surprised me the most was that he would destroy the garden he had spent so much time creating just to close that door."

The Poro continued.

He remembered the tone the Giant King had used when he had told him and Lake the real-life variation of the story of "The Giant's Garden."

Obviously, the Giant King does have some different feelings towards this boundless magical forest.

The harp music has reached its climax at this time.

Clouds were surging in the air. From far away on the ground, it looked like a giant made of clouds, raising his hands towards the sky.

The cloud threads that made up the cloud giant drilled into the dark vortex.

The sound of the piano was rising, and the golden sunlight in the sky penetrated the dark clouds and shone on the giant in the clouds. More golden light seemed to burst out from the giant's body, dyeing it into a golden color made of gold!

Farther on the ground, in the towns, villages and cities of the Biwei Kingdom, everyone couldn't help but look up.

The golden glow attracted their attention.

They stopped what they were doing and stared in amazement at the distant horizon, where a hole appeared in the clouds.

Clouds from all directions gathered in the sky.

Their movement formed spiral vortex cloud marks in the sky.

And in the center of the clear blue sky, a golden giant made of clouds raised his arms.

A... giant that holds up the sky!

"Miracle! Is that... a miracle?!"

"Is it God?! Or something else..."

"Is this a sign that our Biwei Kingdom will be cared for by God?" Everyone was whispering to each other. This was definitely not a cloud that had formed a strange shape by coincidence. That floating speed, bright white color, and outline - there was no way it could have been formed naturally!
As they watched, the giant cloud began to drill into an invisible hole above their heads.

Not everyone is qualified to see the outline of the door to the fallen paradise.

"Next, it's the finale."

As Poro listened to the spontaneous music of the golden harp not far away, this thought flashed through his mind.

The sound of Fallen Heaven was drowned out by the rising clouds of the Giant King.

Those clean white clouds rushed towards the empty space in the sky.

One thread after another.

Under the influence of the piano music, these clouds that filled the void seemed to have transformed their essence. They became formless and intangible, empty.

But it is more solid than clouds, covering up all the dark light behind the hole.

As the clouds around me became thinner.

The dark, hazy figure of the Giant King reappeared, still as tall as a mountain, but compared to the cloud giant just now, it looked more like a small rock.

"The gates of heaven were blocked by a giant like me, ha, that's great..."

The Giant King whispered as the piano music gradually solidified.

He looked around and saw that the originally lush green hanging garden was now reduced to only the part of his castle at his feet.

"call……"

The Giant King looked at his hands through the clouds.

On the surface of the Giant King's skin, the deep lines are surging rapidly, presenting a complex yet smooth beauty.

Like one moving line after another.

It also looks like cloud patterns.

The notes began to intertwine, swirl, and fall, turning into a warm yet slightly sad melody. Finally, the last note fell gently, like a light feather, landing silently on the lake of the heart.

"Ding--"

Circle after circle of delicate ripples pushed the thin clouds.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to stand still, leaving only the aftereffects slowly echoing in the air.

"ended."

Poro and Lake also looked up at the sky. The clear sky that was previously obscured by clouds was now only covered by some scattered mist.

It is extremely clean, without even a single crack.

There was no corrupt darkness, no smell of death, corruption or weirdness. It was no different from an ordinary sky.

After a silence that seemed to last for years, the Giant King suddenly laughed.

His laughter was like dull thunder.

After that, he sat down cross-legged, his body hidden behind the clouds, sitting on the ground as if exhausted, causing the entire Sky Island to shake violently.

After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at Lake and Poro.

Compared to the first time, his voice, although still carrying a hazy sense of oppression, had become much more relaxed.

"Thank you both for your help, Star-Slaying Sword, the remaining edge of virtue in the world. It seems that this is why it chose you.

I don’t know how far you can go, but obviously…”

The Giant King hesitated, but said, "Perhaps this fall will be slowed down because of you.

The time you have bought at least allows the people below the clouds to avoid facing the collapse of their faith."

In front of the Poro, a light invisible to others disappeared.

He looked at Lake and blinked. Lake walked forward and said softly:
"Do you know more secrets about the Star-Slaying Sword? And those about Heaven? Last time, was there something you didn't explain clearly to us?"

The Giant King nodded slightly and shifted his gaze to the ordinary people gathered together not far away.

At this time, the mercenaries and bounty hunters had already been shocked by the drastic changes that had just happened that day. Seeing the so-called Giant King appear before their eyes, they had already lost any strength to move.

Such an existence that can control the changes in the world with a wave of his hand has far exceeded the limits of their thinking.

"God... this is... God?"

"God, this must be God... I am very pious, please don't kill me..."

Those human warriors were trembling all over at this time. Their swords were right in front of them, but no one felt that those mortal weapons could have any effect.

"Oh, of course, but unfortunately, I am not your god, but the king of giants."

The Giant King said jokingly, then shook his head in boredom. He raised his hand and waved it. A milky white mist surged up, enveloping those people and sending them to the ground below. "But this time, I forgive you. Regarding—"

Your uninvited destruction of my garden."

The clouds obscured the vision of those people.

It also blurs their memories.

……

"This garden isn't entirely made up of my magic and clouds. Just like the story I told you before, its growth may require more than just magic to maintain."

As the Giant King spoke, his eyes would occasionally look outside the castle at the empty sky.

Not long ago, it was a lush and magical jungle.

"But my good friend lent me some strength to build a garden that can continue to expand. He told me that the wilderness of the mind is the limit of the garden's growth.

This is the transformation of the magic I created."

The Giant King said this while spreading his arms.

Countless clouds swept in from all directions, occupied his two huge fingertips, shrank, took on colors, and turned into a seed.

The seeds sprouted rapidly and grew branches, leaves and flowers.

"My magic carries the rhythm of heaven, so my clouds will become the door to heaven at this moment."

The Giant King said, pointing to the Star-Killing Sword in Lake's hand, "As for your Star-Killing Sword, after I came into contact with Heaven and the power of my old friend, I recalled some things...

The power of the Star Killing Sword has some similarities with Heaven.

Or maybe it originally came from God, the root of the world. Now, heaven has fallen, but it still exists. I don’t know if it is just the remnant of God.

Or perhaps... this is God's last resort and last ray of hope for the world."

The Giant King paused, and the plant in his hand began to turn yellow and dry, and soon began to wither and dry up.

He loosened his fingers, and the rapidly growing magical plant slipped from his fingertips.

Turn into scattered clouds again.

"But today, I believe more in the latter, because you have created a new soul for that harp that has already been cracked.

And my promise to my friend from heaven is over.

In fact, I was already prepared to guard for decades, hundreds of years, or even to the end of the world... Now, I can truly rest for a while."

(End of this chapter)