Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 171 The Promise of Stars
"The Star-Slaying Sword came from... a young girl?"

After hearing this, Lake and Poro were both a little confused. After all, if one were to guess the origin of such a weapon, most people would think of it as a craftsman, or it might be directly given by God.

"So, this girl is an angel? Or a deity?"

Lake thought for a moment and asked.

"No, that's not the case. Although our family's story is missing a lot in this part, the story clearly states that the girl is not a god or an angel.

She is just like an ordinary person, without any strong powers."

The young hunter narrated, "In our family's legend, that girl was blessed by the stars because of her kindness, and the light of the stars gathered to form the dress she wore.

Therefore, she is surrounded by starlight."

The young hunter paused and looked at the Star Killing Sword in Lake's hand. He felt as if he saw the flowing starry sky on the smooth sword.

Just as he had imagined in family legend.

"This girl would take off the star-condensed leaves from her body and give them to the poor. She was very kind and would do everything she could to use what she had to help everyone she saw in need.

She is a very selfless person, and I believe you can hear that."

The young hunter spoke calmly until this point, and then his next sentence took a turn, "But most of the time, when darkness comes and surges in from all directions, when malice and killing are difficult to contain—

The light that can be brought by kindness and wealth alone is too fragile."

"She wasn't able to dispel those malicious forces, was she?"

When Lake heard this, she recalled her journey earlier, the bandit-like village, the bloodthirsty giants, the witches and warriors who killed for their own selfish desires...

In a peaceful country, kind people can use their unlimited wealth to save the poor from water and fire.

But now, in this era when heaven is collapsing and the sky is filled with dark clouds.

Without strength, I can't even protect myself!
"Yes, when she witnessed time and again the people she had tried to save perished in battle, innocent humans devoured by giants, and the silver transformed from the stars could not redeem even a single life from the slaughter..."

The young hunter said in a deep voice, "She found my ancestor, the best blacksmith in the Kingdom of Boren at that time.

She used the blessings of the stars and her dress made of starlight and silver leaves as raw materials to forge a sword.

That is, the Star-Slaying Sword."

The young hunter's eyes fell into memories. He moved his lips slightly and continued:

"She melted the stars in the sky into the blade of her sword, and with her pure heart, the virtues and wishes of all living beings, she gathered the blade of the Star Killing Sword. She transformed those blessings into a sword, a power to save the world.

And the power of this sword is destined not to be used for selfish desires.

Because only by holding love and compassion in your heart, communicating with a selfless heart in order to protect, can you truly use it... a sword of the brave."

When the young hunter said this, the Star Killer Sword in Lake's hand seemed to understand his story.

As if saying hello, a ray of starlight flashed on the sword, and then quickly faded away.

"When I was little, after hearing the story of the Star-Slaying Sword, I always had a dream."

The young hunter looked at the sword in front of him, which seemed to be covered with a thin layer of light mist. The sadness on his face gradually faded, and he smiled softly, "In my dream, I used a hunting rifle to shine in the battle with the giant.

In the palace of Boren, I obtained the Star-Slaying Sword and killed the giants that invaded the royal city one by one. Afterwards, the king rewarded me and married the princess to me...

At that time, I really thought that I was the destined hero."

The young hunter smiled and spoke, but he didn't know when his eyes had become red and swollen, and a stream of crystal tears flowed down.
"But now, I understand that dreams are just dreams after all—you and I are so far apart."

The young hunter sighed deeply at this point, "My pursuit of fame has surpassed my reason, and I have made an irreparable mistake.

The moment my eyes were blinded, I no longer had any qualifications to touch the Star Killing Sword."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief when he said this.

He looked at Lake and calmed himself down:
"Thank you for fulfilling my wish, and for... using it well. The stars in the sky are shining for every swing of your sword."

After saying that, the young hunter bowed slightly, declined Lake's offer of help, and limped away, leaning on a branch.

Looking at the young man's figure disappearing into the woods, the Star Killing Sword in Lake's hand lost its light.

That little glimmer of light just now seemed like a greeting to the descendants of an old friend.

"The origin of the Star-Slaying Sword?"

"Kindness, compassion, protection, virtue..."

Lake's hand holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly, and she felt that the sword in her hand seemed to become a little heavy again.

"Come on, Poro, it's time for us to get out of here."

Lake sheathed her sword and walked towards the carriage.

"Um……"

Poro also nodded. He looked at the young hunter's disappearing back with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

He seemed to have thought of something, but it was a little vague.

……

Above the clouds, on the edge of the floating island.

There were still some plants left around the Giant Castle, the withered corpse of a dead angel, and eyeball monsters strangled by the Giant King's cloud magic, lying across the ground.

Although the gates of Fallen Paradise have been closed, the remaining dead remains have not completely dissipated.

At the edge, a pool of black flesh, blood, and bones suddenly squirmed.

Among them, a golden egg was revealed. A crack appeared on the surface of the egg, and some golden substance flowed out from it.

The pool of flesh, blood, and bones absorbed the energy and began to grow rapidly, turning into a human form.

It devoured the withered corpses of the angels on the ground, and its body gradually grew larger and swelled up, becoming a rotten giant that was neither human nor ghost.

"Ho...ho..."

The resurrected strong man stood up and walked towards the edge of the floating island.

A mixture of hatred and frenzy gradually returned to his mind, along with physical weakness and fear.

"I am...the king chosen by God. I cannot die..."

The sturdy man staggered to the edge of the floating island and looked at the sea of ​​clouds below. A vine extended from the ground and rested on the ground.

"As long as I leave here first, I can, I can take back everything that belongs to me somewhere else! As long as I leave first..."

As he spoke, he grabbed the vines with his enlarged body and slowly moved downwards.

He had no time to think. Most of the floating islands had disappeared. How could there be vines on the floating island where the castle was located?

Chaos and madness have occupied his mind.

Grasping the vines, he moved downwards step by step, his twisted and swollen body showing signs of corrosion, step by step.

"Leave this place... I carry the power bestowed by God, and I am destined to be the terminator of this world..."

The strong man said this until... he looked down, at the ground far away.

A familiar-looking boy was standing at the base of the vine.

In his hand he held an axe—the very axe which the strong man had lost.

"What are you doing, little brat?!"

The sturdy man wanted to roar and threaten, but as the deformation had not yet recovered, all that came out of his mouth was an indistinct howl like a wild beast.

And below, the boy didn't say a word.

He simply swung the axe and struck the vine at its roots—

"Crack!"

The axe blade split the vines, and the chopped vine fragments turned into a fine cloud.

The entire vine trembled instantly under the heavy load, and the strong man on the vine also swayed with it.

At this height, those strong men who did not have extraordinary strength would have no chance of survival if they fell.

"Stop—kid!"

"Don't move, or you'll be dead when I get down!"

"I'll kill everyone you know, every single one!"

The sturdy man roared, but the boy did not stop. He chopped the root of the vine with the axe again and again, and the huge vine began to collapse and fall slowly.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

It was only at this moment that the only rationality in the strong man's mind began to return in panic.

He began to beg incoherently:
"Wait, stop, we can talk—"

"You can't do this!"

But the boy swung his axe faster and faster, and the clouds escaped from the gaps in the vines, and it could no longer stand on the ground.

Finally, when the last wisp of vine connection was severed, the entire thousands-meter-tall vine instantly collapsed and plummeted to the ground, carrying the bloated and broken man hanging high in the air with it. In mid-air, the vine began to disintegrate and transform into an elusive cloud.

"Oh!"

The strong man's body fell to the ground.

From a height of hundreds of meters, he was instantly smashed into a foul-smelling pulp!

The boy Jack walked forward, his arms shaking slightly.

It could be the energy expended in wielding the axe, or it could be some emotion he didn't understand.

"Snapped--"

Jack threw the axe in front of the strong man who turned into a mess.

That mass of flesh and blood melted and turned into a thick black juice, just like the truly useless and difficult to remove remains and spots left behind after the death of the world.

Now, there is no sign of it being alive.

"How do you feel? This is revenge. I thought about it for a long time before I understood this human feeling—"

Clouds of fog rose from under Jack's feet, obscuring his vision.

When the clouds dispersed again, Jack was standing on the floating island again. In the mist in front of him, a huge figure was looming, leaning over and whispering to him.

"I have no idea."

Jack whispered, and he looked up again at the hazy face behind the cloud, "But thank you, Mr. Giant."

"Don't thank me, I should say...I'm sorry.

I didn't know that the power I bestowed would cause something like this to happen—

However, even if I had known at the time, perhaps the result would not have been different.

The legend is right. I've done many things like this, and I've never asked for forgiveness from humans. Only when I witness certain tragedies with my own eyes can I be moved...

Maybe my heart is really as hard as a rock?"

The Giant King said this with a self-deprecating laugh, and continued to say to Jack, "I will give you the power of the giant that many people desire, and this will be your compensation.

I can also send you away, and later, if you hate me, I allow you to seek revenge on me..."

"no need."

But the boy Jack shook his head.

"what?"

The Giant King was stunned for a moment.

"No, I don't want this kind of power. I don't want to be like that bandit, using this kind of power to kill people. I don't want to be that kind of person. Besides, I don't hate you that much now, Mr. Giant."

As Jack spoke, he placed a hand between his eyebrows and squeezed out a red light.

He grabbed the blood-red rune that symbolized the Chosen Ones of the Giants and threw it back to the Giant King. "I sense that there is no killing intent in this power.

What really killed my mother was the evil in that evil man's heart, not your power alone."

After saying this, Jack turned around and left, heading towards the castle and walked into the somewhat old orphanage.

"But if you reject the power I give you..."

"You allowed me to stay here, didn't you? Mr. Giant, you said I could stay until I wanted to leave."

The Giant King's voice paused, he was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed.

It was just like the first time I saw the child in the garden many years ago.

"I almost forgot, children love gardens. The mist is still spreading, and my garden will grow again... Really, I have changed a lot.

At least, I'm not so lonely anymore."

The Giant King looked into the distance. The clouds were blown by the wind and settled at the edge of the floating island, forming the ground and extending to further distances.

The tender shoots of plants break through the soil.

……

The carriage rolled over the dry grass on the ground, and the air of death spread.

Ahead was a withered forest. There were layers of fallen leaves on the ground. Everywhere I looked, I saw a desolate and desolate scene. There were no birds or insects.

The setting sun in the distance casts a dim light.

In the dead forest, the shadows grew thicker.

"Is this the forest shown in the magic mirror?"

Lake and Poro hesitated for a moment, then waved their whips and continued to move forward. The golden bird circling above Lake's head also flew back gently and landed in the carriage.

"There's nothing visible from above, or rather, from above, this forest doesn't seem to be anything unusual."

The golden bird hesitated for a moment and said, "I didn't see any buildings. As for other anomalies, I didn't find anything more specific. I just felt something was amiss..."

I didn't dare go down to the forest, but I could feel that there was indeed some kind of threat there.

This should be the maze you mentioned."

"I understand, Miss Bird. You should rest first. We will go together. Poro and I have been to many forest mazes. We should be able to solve it quickly."

Lake smiled, and the golden bird jumped down, flapping its wings to the back of the carriage, then stood beside Poro, took out a few pine nuts from the bag on its chest, and began to peck at them slowly.

While eating, she looked up at the Poro beside her and pushed out a pine nut with her claws.

"Don't you want to eat? I see you don't seem to have brought anything to eat."

"Well, it's not that I didn't bring any, but... well, I can create food out of thin air."

Poro looked up at the golden-black bird that jumped over, thought for a moment, spread out his claws, and a ray of magic light lit up from his palm and condensed into shape.

The light formed a cake, which was also a delicacy recorded from the Fertile Plains.

The jam, cream and some dishes on it are extremely delicate, exuding a fresh and sweet scent.

"Well, just like this, you can think of it as a kind of magic."

Poro thought for a moment and pushed the cake toward the golden bird. "Do you want to eat it? Consider this cake a treat for you."

"Eh?"

The golden bird stared at the cake that appeared out of thin air in front of it, and the pine nuts in its mouth fell out.

"real?!"

She looked at the cake, putting her eyes close to it as if to verify its authenticity, but he didn't see anything wrong.

"Then I won't be polite, okay?"

She asked cautiously. Poro smiled and waved his hand again. A plate of grilled steak appeared next to him. As the light flashed -

All kinds of drinks, liquor, and dishes appeared from the light, leaving the golden bird stunned.

"You...really have no connection to Heaven? Even the Giant King's magic can't do this, right?"

"That's all right, but so, have you been to heaven?"

Poro asked.

"Yes, I have been there, but my memory has become fuzzy. I can't remember what was there, the details, and the whole series of things like the fall of heaven. I can't remember them at all.

Or maybe it was because of those things that I was able to survive from heaven."

The golden bird responded and began to take small bites of the cake in front of it.

Her eyes lit up slightly. Obviously, the taste of the palace cake made the bird, who had not eaten such a delicacy for a long time, feel salivating.

"Polo, it's a little early to start dinner today... and we're in the forest, will it attract anything?"

Lake smelled the food and crawled over. She picked up a piece of dessert as if she was familiar with it and started eating it in small bites.

"It's okay, just treat it as entertaining new friends."

Poro smiled and started eating a piece of pork chop next to him with a knife and fork. Since he mastered the [Dessert Feast], he no longer hunted or anything like that.

After all, with food of this level prepared by palace chefs, why would you need to make it yourself?

"By the way, Lake, do you want to hear a story while we eat?"

While eating, Poro suddenly spoke.

"Stories? Of course, I love listening to stories!"

Lake's eyes lit up, and she crossed her legs and put the food in her mouth, her eyes lit up, "What is it about this time?"

"It's about the Star-Slaying Sword, and... the young hunter from earlier."

Poro placed his eyes on the Star-Killing Sword at Lake's waist, thought for a moment, and then continued, "The name of this story is... The Skilled Hunter.

Once upon a time, there was a capable young man who learned the locksmith's trade from his father and wanted to see the world..."

//Grimm's Fairy Tales: The Skilled Hunter
　My computer had problems yesterday and was just fixed the next day, so I'm taking a day off on Friday QAQ. Sorry guys, I'm a lazy dog. I wanted to make up for it, but I got stuck. Sorry, I'm guilty TAT
　　
　
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