Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 179 Blue Beard
Lord Dante, Lake and Poro entered the city without much effort.

Although on the brink of war, the city's defenses would not have any impact on a girl like Lake who seemed to pose no threat.

Of course, more importantly...

The coins given by Lake, plus her aristocratic behavior.

"These people look a little different?"

Lake walked on the street, looking at the scenes on both sides.

Although the main force of the Sri Kingdom had left, quite a few people were left behind to guard the city, which could be seen from their different costumes.

"Well, it seems that these people have a different attitude towards the Sri Kingdom?"

Watching the person he had just talked to leave, Lake came to another conclusion.

Some of the people in Dante had deep hatred for the Sri Kingdom because their relatives and friends were killed by the Sri Kingdom. When Lake asked them about them, they did not hide their disparagement of the Sri Kingdom.

But more people have no idea about the Sri Kingdom.

In their view, there is not much difference between the Kingdom of Sri and the Kingdom of Bru. Most of the people here have no sense of belonging to their own country.

It's nothing more than a change of ruler.

But given the high-pressure rule of Marshal Bluebeard Giles, most people were even happier.

"What are those people doing in the square ahead?"

Walking to a more central location in the city, Lake saw a golden flag fluttering in the crowd, and on the ground, there were many broken blue flags lying.

"It seems like... they're from the Sri Kingdom? But the person speaking in the middle doesn't look like an officer?"

Poro also saw the scene in the crowd.

Among the crowd of people giving speeches, in the center, there was a kind-looking man wearing gold and white clothes, holding a book and a bottle of transparent liquid, and telling something to the people below with a pleasant expression.

"Looks like a priest?"

There was a golden cross painted on the priest's robe, his white eyebrows were raised high, and he exuded an indescribable holiness.

Beside him, two Swiss soldiers also had golden cross emblems painted on their silver armor.

"We, the Sri Kingdom, have come here under the will of God, not to harm you, but to eliminate those immoral rulers and put the world back on track!"

The priest preached loudly, holding up the glass bottle in his hand. The liquid in it shone faintly in the sunlight.

"So God gave us a holy army, bread that can never be eaten, holy water that can regenerate broken limbs - and because of this we are victorious in every battle.

We are God's agents who crush the evil and save all people in today's world where evil is everywhere!
We are Holy Advent Protestantism—

If you are willing to return to the glory of the Lord, then God will give you the same blessings, making you younger, no longer hungry, living longer, and no longer tormented by pain..."

The priest spoke softly, and Dante and his men below seemed somewhat skeptical.

After all, no one would be in a good mood if they were suddenly ruled by a new group of people, and most people would not believe the one-sided words of these rulers.

After all, every king, and even every lord, would claim before taking any action that his actions were in accordance with God's will.

But there are always some people who are desperate and will not miss any opportunity for new life.

"Sir, I am willing to join the Holy Advent Protestant Church. I am willing to - please save my son. He has been suffering from illness for a long time and is about to collapse!
I would most welcome your rule over Dante County... please."

At this time, a woman with disheveled hair squeezed into the crowd, holding a dying boy in her arms.

His face was thin and gray, and his legs were empty.

He had been in a coma for a long time, and it seemed that hunger, illness and serious injuries had brought him to the brink of death.

"Ah, your child, why did he become like this?"

The white-robed priest looked at the skinny child in front of him, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but soon, he showed a look of grief.

"He...he...he said..."

The woman opened her mouth for a long while before she seemed to muster up the courage to speak through gritted teeth, "My son was talking about the former Lord Giles in front of others, and Giles heard about it.

That bastard Giles—he had the axemen chop off my son's legs!"

The woman said through gritted teeth, then knelt down in front of the priest.

The priest showed a look of compassion, looked at the other Bru people around him, and sighed:
"See, this is what God has given us to do.

This is what our army is supposed to do, to get rid of unjust rule and let us, the true agents of God, guide you in the right direction..."

As he spoke, the priest picked up the glass bottle in his hand, put the bottle mouth to the boy's mouth, and poured the crystal liquid into the boy's mouth.

The next moment, in everyone's surprised gaze, the boy's face quickly turned red!
Flesh fibers grew from his broken leg, intertwining to form a new leg. Then, the boy opened his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him who was already crying out of breath, and said softly:
"Mom, mom?"

In an instant, the woman held the child in her arms, and then she knelt on the ground and began to kowtow, thanking the Holy Protestant Church.

After witnessing this miracle, all the Bru people nearby were stunned.

Nothing is more disturbing than a miracle happening right before your eyes!

"I'm joining the Holy Advent Protestant Church too!"

"Me too!"

"I have always been a devout believer in God..."

Those people shouted loudly and knelt down to worship the priest in white. Among them, there were even a few soldiers wearing blue armor.

"This...are they really using those potions to save people?"

Lake looked at the words of the Sri priests with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but she understood that the real heaven had indeed undergone some indescribable changes.

This can be corroborated by Karen, the magic mirror, and the Giant King.

But where did this sect, and the invincible Sri Kingdom, which is said to have the blessing of God, get all this power from?

"Ms. Bird, tell me, this Sri Lankan Kingdom and this Holy Protestant Church...could it be that your friend was behind this?

Didn't you say he's the king now? You're not mistaken, it's not the Goethe Kingdom, but the most powerful Sri Kingdom?"

The golden bird above Lake's head also revealed a trace of confusion, and its tone became a little uncertain, "I'm a little uncertain too..."

In the tavern, many Bru people were chatting. After Lake and Poro paid the bill, they found a seat in the corner and put some food on the table.

With their hearing ability, they can even hear the conversations of people in the room amid the mixed sounds, which saves them the time of aimlessly collecting intelligence.

Moreover, I didn’t rest last night and traveled all night, so staying in this tavern can be considered as a rest for a while.

"Polo, what do you think of the Kingdom of Sri? And that, the Holy Adventist Church?"

Lake took a sip of the juice in the cup and asked the Poro beside her.

"I can't tell now whether they are truly working for the future of the people or are just trying to win over their hearts."

Poro shook his head, "Although they did save a child just now, and the priest's words were sincere.

However, from other people's conversations, this war was initiated by the Sri Kingdom - the number of deaths in the war can be said to be corpses everywhere!

And because of war, like the caravan we saw last night, people are not getting better, but are becoming more miserable."

After hearing this, Lake and Jinniao fell into deep thought.

"You're saying... if there really is a God who wants to make people better, he wouldn't resort to this kind of 'war'?"

After a moment's thought, Lake asked again.

"No... I mean, if there really is a God, He wouldn't just remove the ruling class without thinking of a better way to govern.

If once upon a time, that just and beautiful God who was praised as 'omniscient and omnipotent' existed.

He would not choose to rule mankind in this way, using 'faith'. In the past, there were no such 'selfless' miracles. Now... I think it is even more incredible.

You know what I thought of?"

Poro's ears twitched slightly.

The words that the Bru people talked about entered his mind.

After these Sri people occupied the territory of Dante, the Holy Advent Protestant Church began to preach among the people. They provided a liquid called "holy water" to a large number of believers.

Those believers who drank the "holy water" were indeed freed from their illnesses and began to join in spontaneously, calming the chaos.

The Sri Lankan Kingdom did this to every area it occupied.

Let the Holy Protestant Church rule the people, not the officials.

They distributed these "holy waters" and more "breads" free of charge, which were endless and came from nowhere. With such actions, most people began to accept the rule of the Sri Kingdom!
"Polo, you mean... the Plains of Plenty? And that..."

In Lake's mind, there flashed the golden "Angel of Plenty" in the candy castle, and even further back, the sanctimonious "Bishop" in the small town next to the forest.

"Well, but maybe it's not that bad, is it?"

Poro shrugged and looked at the bewildered golden bird at the corner of the table, “This time, we are here to meet Miss Bird’s friend and give him something, right?
Miss Bird, do you think this sect is the work of your 'best friend'?"

"I'm not sure either. I haven't seen him for a long time..."

The golden bird shook its head but still said, "But he and I both survived the fall from heaven. He also has things he wants to do, but to know more specifically, you can only find out by meeting him."

"That's it..."

Lake nodded, and Poro smiled as well, materializing more food. "Then let's not think about these things for now, let's take a rest first."

"it is good."

The girl also lowered her head and ate the snacks in small bites.

There are many kinds of food available in the fertile plains, and you will never get tired of eating them even if you rotate them.

Looking at the cute girl with her pouty mouth, Poro thought for a moment and suddenly said:
"Want to hear a story?"

"What's the story?"

Lake blinked expectantly, then suddenly thought of something. "Could it be about this place, these wars, or that Marshal Giles I haven't met yet?"

Poro was stunned for a moment, then smiled:
"How did you guess where there might be a fairy tale this time?"

"Yesterday, when you heard about Marshal Giles' appearance, you became strange—humph, I knew you must have thought of something. After all, I have never heard of Bluebeard before!"

Lake narrowed her eyes and gave a bright smile.

"Well, you're half right. The story of Lord Bluebeard... isn't actually that fairy-tale-like. I originally wanted to tell you a story I hadn't thought of before."

Lake listened, thought for a moment, and then reacted:

"Is it from little Lady Ida?"

"Yes."

Poro nodded, “Compared to others, this story is more like a fairy tale. You can listen to it during your break.

It's called—Little Ida's Flowers."

//Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales: Little Ida's Flowers

// I forgot to write this before, so I'll just insert it here. It has nothing to do with this plot. It's in the Chinese textbook, so I won't post the original text.
[Circular Return: Little Ida's Flowers and Plants Dance]

[You have completed the unsealing ceremony and obtained the fairy tale power! ]

[Fairy Tale Power: You can give life to a plant at will. Of course, this will come at the cost of their life.]

[Unsealing Ceremony: Help little Yida and bring her last flower companion back from death and weakness]

[Description: The soul soars in dance, breaking free from the constraints of the soil. Although life is slipping away uncontrollably, the flower has no regrets, because this is the dream of all plants!]

On the pages of the book, colorful flowers and plants dance around a girl playing the piano.

"This story... is indeed very suitable for little Lady Yida."

In the story, the delicious food on the table had been almost eaten, and Poro waved his hand slightly, and the remaining plates and food scraps disappeared.

"Now that you've heard the story, shall we go?"

As Poro said this, he was about to jump off the chair, but Lake reached out like lightning and grabbed Poro's tail.

"What's wrong, Lake?"

The Poro turned around and blinked.

"You have another story, why not tell it all together? You just admitted it—there's a second story today!"

"I'm actually not sure, and besides, this story... never mind."

But looking at the girl's bright blue eyes, Poro shook his head helplessly and sat back in his chair. "Okay, now for today's second story, it's called - Bluebeard."

After a little thought, Poro was ready to speak again -

But at this moment, in another corner of the tavern, a man with a gray robe covering his face walked to Lake's table, bowed slightly, and sat down.

In order to conceal his identity, Poro stopped the story he was about to tell and did not reveal the fact that he could speak.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

Lake asked in confusion and with some caution.

But the gray-robed man just took a quick look at Lake, then turned his gaze to the golden bird standing on the corner of the table, with a hint of sincere respect in his eyes.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Sypallo? His Majesty has sensed your arrival. This country is in danger. Let me help you."

"Do you know my name?" The golden bird was stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly, "May I ask who you are..."

"I come from the Kingdom of Goethe and am an ordinary spy."

(End of this chapter)