Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 174 Love, Life?
"Of course, my love for flowers surpasses everything else."

Little Yida looked at Lake and Poro and said word by word, "If you can really do it, save my flower and prevent her from dying in pursuit of a free soul."

As little Yida spoke, her slender fingers gently reached out for the flowers in her arms.

The flower also stretched out its slender green leaves, curled them up, and touched little Ida's fingers.

"In that case, I will promise to do anything for you."

"As long as you can help us, that's enough. As for the rest, we won't ask for more from you. Believe in me, and believe in yourself."

Poro said, looking at the little Yida in front of him.

The gray-haired girl stared at the talking wolf in front of her, and she couldn't explain her own feelings.

For some reason, her heart trembled. She didn't know whether she should believe the uninvited guests in front of her whom she had just met.

But her obsession with saving the flower that gained a soul because of her was too deep.

"If you can't do it, or if you hurt her, I will absolutely—"

The gray-haired girl's lips trembled slightly before she finally spoke.

But the flowers in her arms suddenly made a few sounds as soft as mosquitoes:
"Little Yida, it's okay..."

The gray-haired girl's voice was interrupted by the faint sound of the flower, and the outside of her sad eyes turned slightly red again.

Then, he slowly pushed the flower pot in his hand towards Poro:
“Well, let’s start. Even if you fail, I…I won’t hurt you.

Help me, if possible, save Xiaorui."

Little Yida said with a trembling voice.

Xiaorui is the name of this flower.

Poro took a deep breath. He didn't know if he could do all this. From what little Yida said, it seemed that the force that killed these plants was an extremely powerful force that was almost at the bottom of the world's rules!

But he believed in the pages of the book, and the power of the circular return had never let him down.

Golden pages appeared before Poro's eyes, emitting a faint light and entwining towards little Yida's flowers.

The Poro's spirit also attached itself to the flowers and sensed something...

Emotion, or the memory of flowers.

In my vague memory, many colorful flowers were dancing around a gray-haired girl in a lush green garden.

The gray-haired girl sat at a piano, her slender fingers dancing.

A series of beautiful notes flowed from her fingertips.

The soul sings in the music of flowing water, and the green leaves and branches stretch out in the spring sun...

Comfortable and beautiful.

The gray-haired girl's happy smile was mixed with... love?

"Xiao Rui, how do you feel?"

Little Yida opened her eyes wide and looked in surprise at the last flower left in front of her. A kind of vitality like a spring suddenly emerged from her dark and slender body!

"I feel like it's just like before, when my consciousness was first born from your magic..."

The dark leaves of the flower began to grow green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It lifted one of its leaves and swung it in the air.

"My illness seems to be healed? Life feels like spring?"

"Xiao Rui, you——"

Xiao Yida opened her eyes wide. During the time she was maintaining Xiao Rui's life, she had the highest perception of the vitality in Xiao Rui's body.

She could see that the flower in front of her truly had new vitality!
The newly emerged vitality was intertwined with the death energy caused by that trace of abnormal magic power, but soon, the death energy was suppressed.

And Xiaorui's life has become even more vibrant than before!

Xiao Rui tried to move the branches, and her roots carefully stepped out of the soil, but her vitality did not fall.

She moved her roots, jumped out of the flowerpot, and landed on little Ida's open hands.

"Thank you. I didn't expect that I would receive your help first without being of any help to you."

Little Yida stood up and bowed solemnly to Lake and Poro again.

"The vitality you created is enough to rival the death emanating from the very origin of the world. You... are truly remarkable people!"

Poro shook his head and continued:

"No, these vitality does not only come from my influence, but more importantly, it comes from your own strength.

In the fairy tale world that should have existed, love is the most powerful force."

"fairy tale?"

Little Yida was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

The Poro turned his head and looked at the flower stamen next to the gray-haired girl's cheek:
"Xiao Rui, do you feel it? Where does the spring light that brings you life come from?"

The flower listened and turned its flower disc towards the gray-haired girl.

"Little Yida, I feel it. It's like the light of spring for me. It comes from you. It makes me feel so many things...

That is indeed very warm.”

After listening to this, little Yida seemed to be lost in thought. The magical glimmer in her eyes flickered slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

Then, she looked at Lake and nodded slightly:

"I will do everything in my power to help your grandmother complete the revival ritual in this day and age when death is spreading."

"Thank you!"

Lake also lowered her head and answered.

……

Walking out of the cabin, little Yida looked up into the sky.

After a short rest, the long night came to an end.

In the distance of the withered forest, on the horizon, a golden glow emerged from below.

Dawn has arrived.

"So, what you said before about seeing free plant spirits elsewhere, not bound by death energy, is that true?"

Little Yida looked into the distance and suddenly asked.

“Yes, in the Giant King’s garden, the plants created by magic formed a forest. That forest is always in spring and never withers.

In the Giant's Garden, there are many plant spirits, and they can all live freely."

Lake answered affirmatively.

"I am now performing a resurrection ritual for your grandmother. I also need... a plant that can resist death, if there really is a plant that can resist death.

I also need the plants there as an inducement, or the power to resist the dead air of nature."

As Little Yida spoke, she continued to explain, “Although my power can create plants, with the magic distorted, the plants I create now will inevitably die.

They are not qualified to carry the heart of the forest."

Little Yida reached out her hand, stroked the flower standing on her shoulder, and continued:

"Xiao Rui was created by me before the world was dying, so she has the possibility to continue living."

"That's it."

Lake and Poro exchanged a glance, and they roughly understood what Ida had said. At this moment, everything the magic mirror had said, including the necessary preparations, finally showed its intended effect.

"In fact, we do carry with us plant seeds brought from the Giant's Garden."

As Lake spoke, she took off the pouch on her chest.

Among them, right next to the heart of the forest, those thumb-sized magic vine seeds were reflecting the green light with vitality.

"Eh?"

The gray-haired girl looked at the magic vine seeds in surprise, stretched out two jade-white fingers, and picked up one of them.

There was a glimmer of magic in her eyes.

The magical circuits deep within the seed, as well as some energies beyond magic, were also revealed in her eyes.

"In this, besides another kind of plant magic similar to my magic, there is also a main power?"

Little Yida narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

After a few seconds, she opened her eyes again, and the look of surprise in her pupils was even more intense:

"This is a kind of... something connected to the power of heaven?! And it's the highest kind among them? A power of creation and life left behind by a saint or something like that...

It’s very pure. This is what existed in large quantities before the world was destroyed. It’s very similar to the magic you just cast…”

As Little Yida spoke, he looked at Lake and Poro and couldn't help but ask in a low voice:

"Am i right?"

After hearing what little Ida said, Lake and Poro instantly recalled the dead magic garden that the Giant King had left before welcoming the child.

I also thought of the small low tomb in the middle of the garden, which looked neither gorgeous nor sacred.

A small cross made of wooden strips nailed together.

"You are right. There is indeed a saint buried there."

Little Yida nodded, but there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes. However, when she saw Xiaorui swaying and dancing on her shoulder, she smiled again.

"You came straight to me, bringing this special seed with you, and helped me save Xiaorui..."

The gray-haired girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "It's as if you all knew in advance that I could definitely do all this, even more certain than I am. Why is that?"

But then she shook her head and said, "Forget it. I've made up my mind to help you."

As she spoke, she took the remaining magic vine seeds handed to her by Lake, and outlined a green magic light in her hand, drawing a slightly complicated magic array.

The seeds were suspended in mid-air and gathered together under the guidance of the magic array.

"Well, we didn't actually hide this from you on purpose."

Lake was a little embarrassed. She watched the gray-haired girl finish the short first stage of the spell, and then answered hesitantly.

"Then what's the reason? You saved Xiao Rui. Even if you say you're a robber, I... uh, so what's the reason?"

A hint of curiosity flashed in the gray-haired girl's eyes.

After Xiaorui survived the danger of death, Xiaoyida's mood became much better and his expression became more lively.

"To find you and this seed, this is what the magic mirror told me."

Lake continued.

"Magic mirror? Oh, I know, the Magic Mirror Witch. Did she help you? This is really unexpected. I thought she was the kind of person who would never lend a magic mirror..."

"Well, it wasn't borrowed, but we killed her..."

Lake said in a low voice.

"Well, there were some minor conflicts between us and her, so if the Red Witch and the Mirror Witch were both from your Witch Tea Party—"

Sorry, we probably killed three of them.”

Poro also said immediately.

Then, he keenly noticed that the petite body of the gray-haired girl in front of him stiffened noticeably.

"what?"

After a while, she opened her mouth slightly and replied with a trembling voice, "Then after today, you won't kill me to silence me, right?"

Little Yida blinked pitifully. If Poro and Lake hadn't known that she could do magic, Saving would probably have mistaken her for an ordinary cute little girl.

"Oh, of course not, of course not!"

Lake quickly waved her hands and said, "I know you've never killed an innocent person. I won't do anything to you."

"Oh, then I believe you. I'm actually not familiar with those witches and I won't avenge them!"

Little Yida blinked, suppressed the fear on her face, waved her hands and smiled, then straightened up and clapped her hands.

Then, two vines grew out of the window on the second floor of the wooden house.

They wrapped around a somewhat old piano and gently placed it on the ground. Then, the vines quickly dried up and withered.

A piano?
Lake and Poro watched as little Ida walked to the piano and sat down.

She turned around and smiled:

“When I was little, my mother told me that life’s dance always needs music.

Every flower is tired, she lies in the soil, wakes up again in the next spring, and then can become more colorful, beautiful and full of vitality! "

As he spoke, the seeds that had gathered together under the magic light fell into the pit.

The soil covered it, and then the soil was turned up, and green vines stretched out. They were not like the previous magic vines that instantly went straight into the clouds.

Instead, it seemed to carry some kind of life and soul, extending towards Lake.

Lake felt the peace and warmth brought by the Heart of the Forest in her heart, took a deep breath, and placed the glowing crystal core on the tender branches of the vine.

Then, little Yida's fingertips pressed the piano keys.

A series of magical notes emerged from her fingers, and the emerald green vines began to grow rapidly, tightly wrapping the heart of the forest in the center. They did not grow upwards, but instead wrapped it up layer by layer.

Just like the cocoon of a spring silkworm.

Little Ida's music carries a certain mood of spring and joy.

The vines grew, leaves sprouted, and a huge flower bud grew out from the center of the intertwined vines, with a tiny crack appearing on its surface.

Afterwards, the magic of the emerald green forest condensed into a physical entity.

Wrapped around the surface of the bud—

Under the morning glow emerging from the horizon, the flower buds bloom in the bright halo.

A hand emerged from the flower bud!

The owner of that hand... is a...

A little Lolita with green hair and fair skin wearing a flower petal dress?!

Lake's expression froze, and she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Until, the girl who had just emerged from the bud looked at Lake and asked in a somewhat childish voice, but with a familiar tone, with some surprise:
"Lake?"

Lake's eyes suddenly burst and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

She sobbed briefly a few times before rushing forward and hugging the transformed green-haired girl tightly.
Her voice was filled with uncontrollable joy and surprise as she murmured:

"Grandma, I kind of... miss you."

(End of this chapter)