Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 170 Star Killing Old News?

"So, where are you going next?"

The Giant King looked down at Lake and Poro and asked curiously, "Will you stay here with me for a while? After all, no one has stayed in my castle for a long time."

"No thanks."

But Lake shook her head and looked at Jack not far away.

The boy was looking at them secretly with his eyes wide open.

"We originally wanted to leave, but Jack told us about the difficulties you were facing here. If it weren't for this...

Perhaps that crack in the sky will actually break, and the monsters born from the corpses of those angels will bring devastation to all the creatures in this kingdom."

When Lake said this, she suddenly remembered something. She took off the small bag from her waist and untied it.

He took out an orange-yellow gem and a turquoise-green gem and handed them to the Giant King.

"No matter what your reason is, you are indeed standing here, guarding the crack in the sky... called heaven.

You saved a lot of people because of this.”

Lake continued, the gems flashing in the air, "I think now you may no longer be a tyrant who always brings destruction and death.

I want to believe that this time, you are not seeking destruction."

Those gems were held up by the clouds and flew towards the Giant King.

"Calling me a tyrant? Hey, that's really rude."

Although the Giant King said this, he did not look angry. He just raised his hand and placed the two gems in his hand.

The blue gem he possessed also flew out from the clouds and flew into his palm.

At this moment, the processed surfaces of the gems began to glow with a faint colorful light.

They twisted and reorganized like liquid, turning into three round spheres.

Poro saw that the Boren array pattern carved in the orange-yellow gem also dissipated at this moment.

"They're beautiful, aren't they? Just like your Star-Slaying Sword, I can sense... kindness in them."

The Giant King spoke as the clouds around him enveloped the three gems.

The clouds began to solidify into a solid object, transforming into a white silk sachet that looked like it was made of silk. It floated up and flew to the side.

There, a bird with a faint golden glow jumped out.

The brocade bag was suspended in front of the golden bird's neck, with two silk ribbons woven from cloud silk hanging on it.

"Haha, thank you both, you have helped me a lot again."

The Giant King laughed again.

"So, why do you use these gems? What exactly do they do?"

Lake asked, looking at the golden bird on the pillar nearby.

After injecting its own golden light into the body of the Giant King, the golden bird became somewhat dim, and her body revealed the original color of its feathers.

It was a dark purple.

After her body shrank, Lake and Poro made some guesses about her species.

Is it a swallow?
"For a friend I've only met a few times, these gems also carry some power—something about kindness, wisdom, and so on, belonging to you humans, some very precious power."

As the Giant King spoke, his huge finger stretched out from the clouds and carefully pointed at the bird with dim golden light.

No, it was more like a caress that was a bit reluctant.

"These gems are not for myself, and I won't use them, but I know that the other 'king' I haven't met very often must be in great need of them right now."

The Giant King said this as he retracted his finger.

The swallow, whose feathers had become somewhat dull, did not dodge the finger whose surface alone was hundreds or thousands of times larger than its own. Instead, it approached and rubbed against it:
"Thank you. You are a king who keeps his word."

The golden-black swallow spoke, and in her tone, besides a hint of gratitude and joy, there was also more of a sense of guilt.

"Of course, I know that you have a partner with whom you have a better relationship than me. Now, you are leaving too, right?"

The Giant King withdrew his finger, and his words sounded somewhat sad and sorrowful.

"Feel sorry."

Swallow was silent for a while, then lowered her head and said, "Now that I am still alive and have obtained these gems... I have to leave.

I know now that there is a golden soul who needs me even more.”

"It's okay, just like those kids, you'll always leave—

To use a human saying... A king like me will always be lonely."

The Giant King laughed and turned his gaze to Lake and Poro, "See, this is why I didn't force you to give me the gems.

They were never meant to be mine, and they'll take away my only good friend—

You have to compensate me!"

"what?"

Lake was stunned for a moment. The girl understood something from the words of the Giant King. For some reason, she felt inexplicably guilty.

"Uh, sorry, what do you want...compensation? I only have a few gold coins, I can't give you anything else..."

"Hey, wait a minute!"

The Poro said dissatisfiedly, "You asked for this gem yourself. We didn't rush to give it to you. You even promised to exchange it for power, authority, wealth, and other nonsense - we didn't ask for anything!

You are the one who should be compensated!"

"Don't worry, I'm just too happy, it's just a joke."

The Giant King listened, but waved his hand without any embarrassment. He spoke half-jokingly, but then he restrained his smile and said, "But, can you... listen to my request?"

The Giant King asked sincerely, "This isn't a deal, nor an order, nor a threat. It's simply a request. Uh... let me think about it. It's like I'm a beggar, kneeling before you..."

"Wait a minute, you don't have to do this, I can do it myself-"

At this time, the swallow seemed to guess what the Giant King wanted to say. She spoke hurriedly, and flew up with her two wings, as if to block the Giant King's sight.

But the Giant King used clouds to roll up the swallow and brought it to Reik and Poro, and continued to say to them:

"This small request is, can you help my friend get to where she wants to go?
Although she looks like a bird, I guarantee that compared to me, she has a soul that you humans can call a saint..."

The Giant King opened his mouth, was silent for a moment, and continued, "For some reason, I can't leave the cloud now.

I know you don't lack anything now.

The only thing I can give you is my own power - you can command me, the king of giants, to do anything.

That’s my promise.”

As he spoke, the Giant King actually raised one hand, grasped the index finger of his other hand, and twisted it hard—

Click.

There was a muffled sound, and the next moment, Lake and Poro were surprised to see.

The Giant King broke off one of his fingers himself. Clouds from all directions suddenly surged towards the broken finger, shrinking and turning into a black dot.

Finally, the hazy black dot flew through the clouds and in front of Lake.

It was a stone with cloud patterns surging on it.

"You, this is yours..." Lake looked at the changes that happened in a flash, opened her eyes wide, and wanted to refuse.

"It can't be reattached. It's different from your human limbs. Don't worry."

But the Giant King laughed. For some reason, his laughter sounded cunning, as if a trick had succeeded. "No matter where it is—as long as you use it, I can appear in the sky with the floating island.

But... the world is old, but I still want to live a little longer."

The Giant King said, shrugging.

The swallow that was wrapped in the clouds and mist had now broken free from the constraints of the clouds and mist and flew in front of Lake. The girl looked at the bird, thought for a while, stretched out her arm, and let the swallow land on her arm.

The swallow looked at the Giant King and said harshly:

"I won't be grateful to you for doing this."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Lake, nodded slightly, and said softly:
"I'm sorry, I know you guys must have more important things to do, so if it's too much trouble, I'll go by myself..."

"It's okay, Miss Bird. I'll help you after I finish my work."

Lake smiled and continued, "I think you are really kind. My grandmother always told me that kindness is the most beautiful thing in the human soul.

If what you are trying to do is motivated by kindness, virtue, and the truly beautiful things in the world, I will be happy to help you."

The swallow looked at Lake. Perhaps moved or for some other reason, she seemed bewitched and silent. After a long pause, she nodded slightly. "Thank you. You really do look like...that friend of mine."

She raised her head and said, "I promise that what I want to do will make this world a better place."

……

Only a small part of the floating island in the sky where the castle was located remained, and the vine that was there before had withered and fallen to the ground.

The clouds dissipated, and Lake and Poro stood on the ground, with the clouds above their heads floating hazily.

No one could see that above the clouds above their heads, there was a huge castle.

It's just like... the lush giant garden from the past.

"After that, was there only one giant in the sky?"

"I believe he can find his own fun—he's not the type to keep himself miserable. Or rather, he's smart enough to find ways to not feel so lonely even in the clouds."

The golden-black swallow on Lake's shoulder said, but her words seemed to be convincing herself.

Lake and Poro watched the clouds slowly drifting towards the horizon.

Looking back, the carriage stopped in the woods not far away. The two walked forward, but at this moment, a somewhat staggering sound of footsteps was heard from the woods next to them.

It was very slight, but very obvious to Lake and Poro, who had keen senses.

"who!?"

"Uh, sorry, I'm not the enemy—"

A young man with a somewhat hoarse voice came over and leaned against a tree, raising his hands to indicate that he had no hostility.

It was the young hunter whose limbs were broken by the strong man earlier.

"Hmm? Didn't the Giant King erase your memory?"

The moment they saw him, Lake and the others were very surprised. They all knew some of the effects of the Giant King's magic.

Previously, this young man and other surviving humans had their memories erased by magic and sent back to the surface.

"Well, I'm just a little special, which exempts me from this influence, of course - that's all. Without my gun, I'm nothing now, just a disabled person."

The young hunter's eyes looked at the hilt of the Star Killer sword exposed at Lake's waist, and a trace of sadness and struggle flashed across his eyes.

"Sir, so why are you waiting for us?"

Lake blinked and asked.

From the boy Jack's description, she knew that this young man was the only one who dared to stand up when the giant's chosen ones launched an attack.

In other words, he has more morality or kindness than other mercenaries.

"I, I... Can I take one more look at your Star-Slaying Sword? Lord Savior Angel, please, please..."

After hearing Lake's words, the young hunter finally couldn't hold on any longer.

His already disabled legs softened instantly and he fell to his knees, with his head resting under his body and prostrating himself.

There was a tone of tears in his voice, a kind of emotional breakdown.

"Ah? Sir...don't cry. It's just a look. Of course, there's nothing wrong with that."

Lake was stunned by this sudden scene.

However, such a request can be considered a piece of cake.

After all, everyone who died under the Star Killing Sword could be said to have seen the Star Killing Sword.

Lake agreed.

Then, under the young hunter's hopeful gaze, he gently drew the Star Killing Sword from its scabbard.

At this moment, the Star Killing Sword did not have the slightest starlight.

The sword body is like a smooth silver-white mirror.

"The Star-Killing Sword only glows when I fight to protect it. It always looks like this."

Lake explained apologetically, "Sorry, sir, I can't keep it lit all the time. The Star-Slaying Sword also needs to rest..."

"Of course, of course, it doesn't matter. I understand that only a savior with good intentions is qualified to make it shine!"

But unlike what Lake had thought, the young hunter's gaze towards the Star Killing Sword became increasingly fiery, without any sense of loss, as if he wanted to engrave the appearance of the Star Killing Sword firmly into his heart.

There is also a kind of reverence mixed with sadness.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, wanting to touch the sword tip, but when he was just one centimeter away, he stopped and retracted his hand.

"Thank you, that's enough. I'm not worthy enough to... touch it."

The young hunter whispered, smiling gratefully at Lake, with a sense of relief, "It recognized you. You are indeed a hero, truly saving countless humans without seeking any profit or wealth—"

Thank you for letting this sword shine brightly again!"

Lake and Poro paused, both showing a hint of doubt. What this young man revealed in his words, his understanding of certain aspects of the Star Killing Sword—

Even the King of Boren at that time probably did not reach this level.

Lake thought for a moment and asked:

"You seem to know a lot about the Star-Slaying Sword? What else do you know?"

“My ancestors once passed down a legend about the Star Killing Sword, or rather… the origin and story of the Star Killing Sword.

Of course, that may just be a legend, but I have been working hard for it.

I wanted to be a brave man and finally pick up the Star-Slaying Sword, but—I didn’t do it, but you did, letting me see its brilliance…

Thank you anyway!"

The young hunter spoke sincerely, looking at the Star Killing Sword, its silver mirror-like blade, "The Star Killing Sword, it most likely came from a...

The girl blessed by the stars, the long dress she wears is made up of countless starlight.

Just like the Star-Killing Sword."

(End of this chapter)