Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 185: Desperate Situation
The soldiers of the Kingdom of Weser were obviously more vigilant than the soldiers of Sri.

When checking every passenger, the knives and guns in their hands were pointed at these people at all times.

"Where are you going? That's the direction of Goethe Kingdom!"

The leading sergeant looked at the noble man who was leading the convoy and questioned in a deep voice. His voice was hoarse and his eyes were red, as if he would start killing if the leader said something wrong!
"Sir, you misunderstood. We are not going to the Kingdom of Goethe, but taking a detour to the Kingdom of Star."

The man had already thought of his lines. As he spoke, he took out another document with the seal of the Kingdom of Weser and the family crest. "This is our family crest. I hope you will take a look at it."

"Hmm? Your father is a count?"

The officer asked, frowning as he looked at the badge in his hand.

"Yes, sir. The soldiers have fought for their country and are exhausted. I have some money here. I hope it will be convenient for you."

As he spoke, the man waved his hand again, and a servant behind him brought a small box. When he opened it, it was full of silver coins.

"Well, since this is the Count's convoy and it's not heading to Goethe's Kingdom, then you can leave. I apologize for any offense you've caused—"

The sergeant stared into the man's eyes and asked the adjutant to accept the silver coins. His words seemed to be warning him of something.

After that, the man called everyone and prepared to return to the car in order.

"call……"

Lake looked at those people and breathed a sigh of relief.

She moved her hand away from the Star Killing Sword at her waist. Previously, through the vision of the Star Killing Sword, she could see that every soldier of the Weiser Kingdom had killed innocent people!

According to the Star Killing Sword's judgment, these Weiser soldiers have killed quite a few civilians.

But apparently, it is now located within the territory of the Kingdom of Weser.

Although this group of cavalry is not too large, if they really take action, more troops will definitely arrive!

Lake chose to follow this convoy in order to reach the Kingdom of Goethe faster and more safely.

It is best not to start a battle lightly.

"Hehe, they are just some soldiers. There is no difference between the Kingdom of Weiser and the Kingdom of Sri."

But at this moment, a voice interrupted Lake's thoughts.

She looked up and saw the younger brother of the man leading the convoy in the car in front. The young man had not returned to the car yet, but was looking at Lake with his chin raised high.

"Our family is the result of an alliance between the Kingdom of Weiser and the Earl's family of the Kingdom of Sri. You are very lucky to have found our family's fleet. If it were someone else, no matter how much money you spent, it would be meaningless—"

Lake was stunned for a moment, and it took her a long time to realize that she was being spoken to. She could only nod:

"You are right, sir."

The young man seemed a little dissatisfied with Lake's cold tone, and continued:

"If you know, then pay more. Do you understand? My brother said you are the 'financial sponsor'. Haha, although my brother is only a viscount, it is an honor for you to pay money to someone from our earl family."

Having said that, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something else.

But at this moment, the leader of the convoy grabbed the young man by the collar and tried to push him into the car in front of everyone.

At the same time, he put his mouth close to the young man's ear and shouted in a low voice with gritted teeth:

"If you don't want to die, just be quiet—do you understand? You've brought disgrace upon our family! I won't bring you out next time!"

But the young man became anxious when he saw that he was made a fool of himself by his brother in front of everyone.

"How am I embarrassed?! We are a family of earls. What's wrong with charging a little more money for smuggling some people across the border?
How can you become a financial sponsor just by giving a gold coin? And you even gave away our family carriage? You should have received at least five or six gold coins!"

Unexpectedly, when the team leader heard the young man's words, his face turned pale.

"Stop talking the fuck out!"

He covered the young man's mouth with one hand, and with the other, he pushed his good-for-nothing brother even harder into the carriage.

"Mr. Viscount, please don't be so harsh on your brother. You are from the Earl's family, there is no need to be so reserved."

But at this moment, a hand in armor reached out and easily pulled away the hand of the team leader.

It was the officer of the Kingdom of Weser who was not far away. At this moment, the indifference on his face under the helmet had disappeared and he became a little kind.

"My brother has a fever today and is talking nonsense. Please don't take it to heart..."

Seeing this, the team leader's voice became trembling.

This time he was only thinking about instructing the passengers, but somewhat neglected his spoiled "brother". He was born into an aristocratic family and had rarely left the castle. It was the first time that he brought his brother out to "see the world".

His understanding of many things is still at the level of "whoever has a higher title has the final say."

But he didn't understand that the Kingdom of Weiser is now very different from before!

"Mr. Viscount, I respect the nobility very much. Don't worry, I won't spread anything you say. Sir, I especially respect people as frank as you. May I know your name?"

As he spoke, the officer gently pushed the team leader aside, straightened the collar of the team leader's brother, and asked with a smile:

"If anyone wants to follow the Earl's motorcade, they have to pay more. After all, they are just ordinary people. Even seeing the Earl's emblem is a supreme honor. With a carriage, it is reasonable to charge more."

Next to the officer, the leader looked at his younger brother with his eyes wide open with anxiety.

But obviously, his brother didn't see any of this.

"That is to say, you have done a good job and respect us very much. When we return, I will ask my father to confer a title on you."

The young man seemed to enjoy the officer's gaze.

"Thank you, sir. I will remain loyal to your family. Also, where are those passengers you just mentioned who followed your convoy without paying much money going? This is really too much!"

The officer looked at the young man, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked.

"Humph, of course it's the Goethe Kingdom. Now only a noble family like ours can do such a thing—"

As soon as these words were spoken, the leader's face turned pale, his legs trembled, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Huh? Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Only then did the young man notice his brother's expression and realized something was wrong.

"Your brother, he just learned that his family is going to lose the title, he was very surprised."

At this moment, the officer of the Kingdom of Weiser sneered, pulled his hand from his waist, and with a flash of cold light, he drew his sword from its sheath, "I'm sorry, Mr. Viscount, your convoy cannot leave today. I reasonably suspect that your family has committed treason.

All of you, your carriages, will become the property of the army.

As for the rest, I believe your father, the Earl, will give an explanation to His Majesty the King!"

In an instant, the cavalry of the Kingdom of Weser, who were surrounding them from all directions, drew their swords at the same time and formed a standoff with the mercenaries in the convoy. However, it was obvious that the legs of the mercenaries in the convoy were shaking.

Although their forces were of equal strength, none of them was confident of winning this battle.

"Wait a minute, didn't you say you would be loyal to my family—"

The young man finally realized something and asked in surprise.

But the next moment, the officer swung the sword lightly, blood splattered five steps away, and the young man's head rolled to the ground with an expression of disbelief.

"If anyone resists, just like this, no matter who it is, they will be killed without mercy!

It is time to launch a general attack on the Goethe Kingdom. Anyone who wants to go to the Goethe Kingdom now will be considered a traitor to the kingdom - this is the order given by His Majesty the King! "

The officer's eyes were cold as he spat at the young man on the ground. "Noble? Every one of us standing here has killed countless people, soldiers, civilians, men, women, the elderly, and children..."

A mere Count's family? Even if the Count himself wanted to go to Goethe's Kingdom, he would die here! "

Seeing this scene, the team leader's heart completely sank. He gritted his teeth and looked at his brother's body. The sword at his waist was unsheathed, but his whole body was trembling.

"Sir, you don't have to do this..."

"No, it's necessary. The Goths are putting up a fierce resistance. If we have more cannon fodder and more chariots, we can save lives and then—kill more people."

But the officer shook his head, shook off the blood drops on the sword in his hand, and spoke slowly.

His cavalry also began to press forward—

"alright, I got it."

The convoy leader was silent for a moment, then spoke as he walked towards the sergeant, seemingly ready to give up resistance. But when he was a certain distance away, he suddenly leaped up and thrust his sword hard at the officer.

"Clang!"

But the next moment, the two swords intersected with each other.

"Heh, do you think this little trick will work on me?"

The sergeant sneered, and with the second sound of metal clashing, the long sword of the team leader fell to the ground. The sergeant swung his long sword horizontally, and was about to behead the desperate team leader!

The next moment, blood splattered!

But the man's pupils shrank because it was not him who fell down.

"Hurry up and get in the car, lead the way out of here! I will deal with these cavalrymen--"

The man looked back and saw that the person who spoke was the girl in the red cloak whom he had mistaken for a "noble lady". While she was speaking, her figure had already flown several feet away!
The moment the officer attacked, all the cavalrymen pounced on him like hungry wolves!
The mercenaries in the caravan fought hard, but they were still defeated by the cavalry's attack. Their swords were knocked to the ground and their flesh was crushed by the iron hooves. In the caravan, the civilians who were unable to fight huddled together trembling, crying softly and praying silently.

The cavalrymen raised their lances, and blood seemed about to stain the ground red.

But at the critical moment, a bright red ghost rushed into the cavalry. Wherever it went, the Weiser soldiers fell down with screams.

The Weiser soldiers on the other side suddenly fell to the ground like wheat being cut the moment they approached the convoy.

No one could tell who did it.

All that could be seen were the fallen soldiers, with parts of their helmets having changed color and blood flowing out.

The last Weiser soldier only had time to take out the horn from his waist and blew out a sharp sound before he fell to the ground!
"Yes, get in the car and leave quickly!"

The members of the team originally closed their eyes, waiting for death to come, but after a long time, the expected pain did not come.

When I opened my eyes, I heard a girl in a red cloak, whose face could not be seen, calling out.

All around, the cavalrymen who had been so aggressive just now were now all dead on the ground. Seeing this scene, everyone stopped crying and being afraid, and got back on the car at an incredible speed.

After leaving behind a lot of heavy cargo, the convoy stepped over the dead bodies on the ground and, under the instructions of the leader, headed towards a mountain road not far away.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! If you don't want to die, then you have to put in a hundred times more effort!"

At the front, the leader rode a horse, shouting beside the convoy and urging other carriage drivers to whip them. He knew very well that he and others were still far from escaping from danger.

The cavalry team of dozens of people just now was just a scout team.

And on the border between Weser and Goethe Kingdom, there are thousands of troops gathered!
Although the previous team of cavalry died, they still blew the horn to defend against the enemy - this means that there will definitely be more Weiser soldiers on the way!
And killing a Weiser soldier means...

It is impossible for me to stay in the Kingdom of Weser anymore!
Is it only possible to go to the soon-to-be-destroyed Kingdom of Goethe? Or even further afield...

He thought with some despair, and fixed his gaze on the driver of the second carriage, the ghostly red-cloaked swordsman girl—

And this girl, who has an elegant demeanor but whose swordsmanship can easily massacre an entire team...

Who is she? !
Such swordsmanship is unheard of!

And how did those cavalrymen who weren't killed by swordsmanship die?!
Such a person, even if he is not in his own caravan, can probably reach the Kingdom of Goethe safely?

"Miss, this is your fare, and my thank you for saving us..."

The leader took out a box and opened it. In addition to the gold coins that Lake had given him earlier, it was also filled with other scattered gold coins and some silver coins.

"Uh, no thanks, sir. The gold coins are for your guidance and the carriage. If I were to go to Goethe Kingdom by myself, I certainly wouldn't be able to get there so quickly."

Lake was stunned for a moment, but still shook her head and refused the money offered by the leader. "I killed those soldiers to protect myself, and... they did kill many unarmed people."

Watching the team leader leave with a worried look on his face, Lake's expression also became a little solemn.

The vibrations of the carriage's movement did not mask her perception. She could clearly sense that many times, not far away, the ground was shaking slightly.

There was an army, several miles away—they were from the Kingdom of Weser.

……

"Go, go quickly——"

"Be careful, if you fall, you'll be dead!"

The carriage was speeding along the rugged road, with arrows raining down from behind. The cavalry of the Kingdom of Weser was chasing after it. Looking back, the entire direction was filled with flags alone!

At this time, the convoy was at the border between the two countries.

The pursuit they encountered was even more crazy and relentless!

The speed of those cavalrymen was much faster than that of ordinary carriages, so even though the team had the advantage of being ahead, they were still caught up by the cavalrymen who were looking for the wheel tracks!

"Help... God..."

"no, do not want……"

Inside the carriage, Poro listened to the cries of the people in other carriages, a demonic light flashed in his eyes, and several arrows shot towards him turned into fragile chocolate in mid-air and broke into several sections.

The cavalry came closer, but the nearest few cavalrymen tilted their bodies and were tripped by the suddenly growing vines and fell to the ground.

"Huh...huh..."

The breathing of humans and the panting of horses intertwined together.

Once those soldiers catch up, a war will be inevitable!
Just a little faster and we'll reach Goethe's Kingdom...

Poro understood that there were too many cavalrymen, and if they continued like this, they would be caught up sooner or later.

The team members were all in despair. They all understood what it would mean to be caught up...

Getting closer, the cavalry of the Kingdom of Weser were approaching like a dark cloud.

Their shouts and the sound of horse hooves were like death-prompting drumbeats, hitting the heart!
But at this moment, in the distance, a burst of neat and powerful horse hooves suddenly came. On the horizon, dust was flying, and an army in distinctive armor came down like a god from the sky.

"It's Goethe's Kingdom!"

Everyone in the caravan's eyes lit up and they urged their horses on.

But there were also many people who looked hesitant, and they did not trust the army of the Goethe Kingdom.

To their surprise, the army of the Goethe Kingdom did not block them too much. Instead, they made way for the convoy to drive to the rear, and the Goethe soldiers lined up in a row to block the attack of the Weser Kingdom.

The sound of horse hooves quickly faded. The cavalry of the Kingdom of Weser were not yet prepared for this conflict and gradually stopped riding.

The two armies stood still, staring at each other across the plain.

Afterwards, Goethe's army began to retreat cautiously.

"Men of the Goethe Kingdom, I will spare your lives today. Tomorrow, your bodies will be found here!"

A tall general in Weser's army shouted loudly, with a cruel look of confidence in victory on his face.

Behind them, the clouds in the sky looked a little dim.

In the carriage that had already arrived at a safe area, Poro stuck his head out and looked into the distance. In the direction of the Kingdom of Weser, there seemed to be a vague and huge shadow hidden in the dusk clouds.

The convoy gradually stopped among the army of the Goethe Kingdom.

The leader of the convoy stood nervously waiting with a terrified look on his face. Their family had no influence in the Goethe Kingdom, and he didn't know what these Goethe soldiers would do to him and others.

This time, there was clearly no place to escape.

Several knights wearing gold-patterned armor rode out from Goethe's army.

The Royal Guards!?

The team leader recognized him and began to tremble all over. Why?
Could it be because of me, the "Viscount" of the Sri Kingdom and the Weiser Kingdom?
He held his breath and stiffly maintained his aristocratic manners.

Unexpectedly, those Goethe royal guards did not even glance at him, but walked straight towards the second carriage without looking away.

Lake had just dismounted at this time, and the swallow Sipaluo, who had lost its golden glow, was standing on her shoulder.

The royal guards walked up to Lake and, without hesitation, knelt on one knee, placed their right hands on their chests, and looked down. The leader of them said loudly:

"Miss Xipa Luo, you are finally back. Your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."

(End of this chapter)