Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 17: Lightless Hell
"F...Lan?"

Poro and Lake looked at each other and discovered another truth in each other's eyes.

Nun, the hunter's daughter... I haven't replied to my family's letters for a long time...

It was dark outside the window and the wind was howling.

The icy coldness penetrated deep into his bones. Poro seemed to see, at the far end of the forest, the old hunter couple waiting for someone who would never come back!
"Your Excellency the Bishop? Oh, damn it!"

The Poro glanced at the corner of the charred house.

A wooden cross, its white paint burnt to an ugly scorched yellow, covered in black ash, like a twisted broken bone.

Turning my gaze back, the nun's words seemed graceful and elegant, and there seemed to be classic chants between the sentences, but the despair in them was enough to overflow from the paper!

【A silver dagger? 】

[Looks very delicate, with a kind of... chill that penetrates the heart]

[But why...when I touched the blade, my hands trembled?]

[No, it wasn't the dagger, it was me!]

[Through that icy cold light, I see the truth of the world...]

[God has never cast his eyes here——]

[The place where I live is not the human world, nor is it heaven, but rather a nightmare hell!]

[The devil walks in the light, and blood is hidden in neon! ]

[It's just the devil's haze that obscures our eyes—making everyone mistake sin for light!]

[When the haze is gone, face the truth...]

[Being awake doesn't give me the courage to live! ]

But, I am the daughter of a hunter.

[Before my already broken soul dies]

[I will reveal the truth about the devil here, but I know that I don't have the power or soul to kill the devil. I have never been a favorite of God!]

[I can only pray, not to God, but to the last setting sun...]

[If this world can still be saved——]

[Whoever it is, kill the bishop, kill the witch hunter, whoever it is... please]

Seeing this, Poro took a deep breath.

Lake behind him also closed his light blue eyes for a long time before turning the pages of the book and looking at what was behind him... the "truth" that was brought out with his last life.

That day, I met the bishop for the first time.

[In front of my parents, he is like a kind elder]

He made a promise in the name of God, and thirteen children, including me, happily entered the church.

Eight girls, five boys

[Bishop, divide the baptism of all children into twelve days]

Me, on the second day, with another girl

That was the first time.

I tried to struggle, but the bishop simply made a special gesture, pointing, and I couldn't move.

That must be a kind of magic.

[His room has a darkroom]

[There are many torture instruments and drugs in it, but he doesn't like to use them the first time]

[It was very painful. The other girl was not born into a hunter family like me. By the end, she was about to faint.]

Finally, we looked into the bishop’s eyes.

[I don’t remember anything. My memory has been tampered with.]

His voice should have the same effect, but his eyes are even more direct.

【the second time】

[The Bishop uses his power to modify my cognition]

[I thought I was possessed by a demon]

[Let me kneel down voluntarily and beg him]

【The third time, me and a boy】

He is more cruel to boys

[Under the torture device, the boy screamed and bled profusely]

[But after leaving, the boy thought he was eliminating his sins]

【…】

[Fourth time]

【…】

【In the morning, a boy disappeared】

At that time, none of us cared.

But now I know he's dead.

【Fifth time】

【…】

【At night, a girl went crazy】

The bishop said he was possessed by a demon.

【Afterwards, everyone forgot about the girl】

Now, I remember.

That's a drug reaction.

[The sixth time, in addition to the bishop, there was one more person]

[He is a person who is as ugly as a demon] [He is the same inside and out]

He was known as the Witch Hunter and was loved by the townspeople.

But that was just a lie fabricated by the bishop.

[He is a murderer, a mentally twisted pervert]

[I don't know how strong he is, but he seems to be immune to the Bishop's magic]

【Devils, always together】

[The witch hunter is different from the bishop. His desire is blood and torture.]

He enjoys killing beautiful children.

Especially girls

The girl I was with died

[I was unlucky and survived. The devil's potion was very effective and I didn't have any scars.]

[Even after it's over, they'll still thank and praise those demons without knowing anything!]

[Seventh]

[The witch hunters killed several porters, and the bishop solved the problem...]

【Eighth】

The parents of a deceased nun came to the church to inquire about the situation, and the bishop received them.

[When they returned, they forgot why they came...]

[No. ……]

[This time, it’s my turn to listen to the witch hunter’s “confession” alone]

I was supposed to die on that day

[But it was cancelled and the witch hunters went to the forest]

He was going to hunt down the evil witch in the forest.

【Huh, evil?】

[I have been living in hell, but the forest is the real paradise! ]

Is that really a witch?

[I don't know, maybe that place everyone calls dangerous is actually God's pure land!]

My parents were hunters. They died in the forest.

I thought it was a witch who did it.

But now, I think about the army the bishop sent to burn the forest that day.

[Oh, I came to the town from the forest]

[But a crowded place...is not necessarily a paradise]

"If I die, my grandparents in the forest will be very sad, right?"

[I'm sorry, I really can't hold on any longer...]

【…】

The words written by the girl whom I had never met seemed extremely plain.

But every line of words and the details described can undoubtedly make all readers feel the extreme despair of falling into the lightless abyss!
No hope, no life!
The layers of torture hidden deep in his heart by the devil burst out the moment he touched the dagger.

It's like... a black tide that floods the mouth and nose.

There was no place to breathe, only the tearing poison poured into all seven orifices!

All the light that came into view turned into extreme darkness in an instant!
The holy image of the church reveals its green face and fangs in the shadows!
The flowers withered, thorns grew, piercing the spine and drilling into the bone marrow - there was nowhere to escape!
What kind of extreme pain is that?
Poro is unimaginable.

He seemed to see the girl who was facing the abyss but unable to save herself, holding a dagger in one hand against her heart in the dark night, and holding a pen in the other hand, describing the true appearance of hell on the snow-white paper.

"It turns out that the forest... is the true pure land..."

The Poro stared at the last page of the diary in his hand.

It’s early morning, but for some reason, the morning glow has not risen for a long time.

It was a cloudy day, with dark clouds covering the sun.

He felt a little cold.

For the first time, he felt that he was very lucky to be a wolf and not to have traveled through time to... such a hidden purgatory.

Suddenly, Poro felt that Lake's arms around him from behind became very tight.

The girl's soft body was trembling slightly.

The Poro could feel... that rapid heartbeat.

Turning sideways, Poro saw the pair of... azure eyes with a hint of mist, and the girl's lips, which had been bitten so hard that they were as white as paper.

Poro suddenly thought that Lake was only eighteen years old.

A few days ago, she was just a carefree girl. She didn't know witchcraft or fighting. When facing such darkness, what was the difference between her and the dead nun?
What’s the point of adding myself, a wolf who is not even as good as the town guard?

"Pora..."

A girl's slight murmur could be heard from under the bright red hood.

"Lake, don't be afraid, I'm always here."

Poro's eyes dimmed slightly, and he responded softly.

"I want to kill the bishop and the witch hunter. Can you help me?"

After hearing what the girl said, Poro was stunned. He found that the girl's light blue eyes reflected a silver light like a crescent moon.

Lake slowly pulled out the silver dagger.

The edge is flashing.

"of course."

The Poro smiled, his eyes lighting up a terrifying green in the darkness. "That's what I want to do too!"

(End of this chapter)