Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 189: Flying Island Scholar

A rain of arrows fell from the flagship of the Zhengtian flying ship, and the kerosene and explosive bombs thrown downwards exploded in the air.

Goethe's soldiers flew upwards into the deadly rain, and from time to time some of them were hit by shells and died in mid-air.

But more people rushed forward, they cut into the flagship and fought against the tide of soldiers inside.

"What, those guys are attacking?!"

King Weiser heard this and raised his sword, cursing loudly, "Waste, all waste. This is the first time, the first time someone has come to kill them—they want to die, so just kill them?!"

The herald left sweating profusely, and King Weiser looked at the two guards guarding the door of his room.

"You two, guard my door and don't let those Goths in. Do you understand?"

The two soldiers nodded in agreement, held their swords, and closed the door of the room.

These two guards were both champion warriors selected from the Weser Kingdom Arena, so King Weser was not worried that anyone would rush in. Under the attack of the flying ship, there would not be many soldiers attacking.

Even if he came, he would not be able to defeat his two guards.

Just as he was thinking, there were several sharp sounds of swords clashing outside the door, followed by the dull thud of corpses hitting the ground.

"Humph, you ants on the ground, even if you come, you can't even think of entering my room."

That must have been the blind Weiser soldier who was killed instantly by his own guards.

Such a short sound - it must be caused by the difference in strength!

King Weiser thought so.

But the next moment, his door was pushed open.

"What are you doing here? Aren't we supposed to guard—"

As soon as King Weiser finished speaking, he was shocked to find that the person who came in was not his two guards, but a girl wearing a red cloak and holding a silver sword.

His two guards were lying on the ground at this time.

"Who are you?!"

King Wither asked in a deep voice.

"Why do you want to do this?"

But Lake didn't answer him. Instead, she slowly stepped forward and asked a question, "You are already the ruler of a country. Why don't you let your people live a good life? Instead, you start a war and kill more people?"

"Why is this happening?"

King Wither sneered, "Because I am a conqueror, I want to rule, and they must submit!"

As he spoke, King Weiser raised his head proudly, drew the long sword from his waist, and pointed it at Lake:

"I have won every battle and am invincible. I am the radiance of the sun and the moon. The likes of Goethe's Kingdom are nothing but fireflies in front of me. Why do you follow them?
You are very strong, I forgive your offense, come to me, your military power is enough to conquer more lands, I allow you to lead the army of Wether, give you the glory of conquest -"

"I reject."

Lake shook her head without hesitation and said, "Compared to the King of Goethe, you are not worthy of being king. Your conquests have brought only suffering to mankind—"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as these words came out, King Weiser slammed the table and stood up, “My conquests have made the kings of kingdoms kneel before me like dogs.

Who do you think you are facing?

I am the King of Conquerors, the Lord of Kings—you think you, an assassin, can really kill me?!"

The next moment, he swung one hand, and the flying knife hidden in his sleeve shot towards Lake, while with the other hand, he swung the sword forward!

The flying knife shot out at lightning speed, but the next moment it stabbed into the air.

King Weiser swung his sword, but the next moment, his broken hand holding the sword fell to the ground, and the sword tip, flashing with cold light, pressed against his throat.

"Give the order for your soldiers to halt and surrender."

Lake snapped.

"Impossible! My conquest will never stop. The soldiers of the Weiser Kingdom are conquerors just like me. Even if you kill me, you can't stop our conquest!"

But King Wither roared unconcerned.

"Do you want your people to die in vain? Die in the human slaughter that you started?!"

“It’s their honor!”

After hearing this, Lake was silent for a moment. She began to understand that she would not be able to change the mind of this madman in front of her.

"alright, I got it."

Lake whispered, and with a slash of the Star Killing Sword, a trickle of blood dripped.

King Weiser's heavy body fell to the ground with a dull thud. His crazy eyes were still wide open, but he could no longer move at all.

On the ground, the meat grinder-like battle continued, and the golden Goethe army was almost surrounded by the black soldiers of the Weser Kingdom.

Like a candlelight in the darkness.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Weser charged forward under the pressure and orders, until... a voice rang out from the Goethe army:

"All soldiers of the Kingdom of Weiser, your king has surrendered. Your resistance is meaningless—surrender!"

At first, the Weser soldiers were skeptical, until they looked up and saw that the flag of the Weser Kingdom that was originally flying on the huge flagship of the expedition had been lowered and replaced by the flag of the Goethe Kingdom.

"Dang Cang——"

The weapons in their hands fell to the ground one after another, and the fighting stopped.

Unlike what King Weiser thought, most soldiers did not want to become executioners who killed their own kind. Their goal was not to kill.

Humans were not born to kill.

……

In a room deep inside the Zhengtian flagship.

A surrendered officer walked in with Lake, Poro and the Happy Prince.

The furnishings in the room were dizzyingly weird. Whether it was the table, the bookshelf, or the spray-painted murals on the wall, they all had a distortion that was completely inconsistent with normal aesthetics.

It's like some weird abstract art.

"This is Grand Secretary Jio, the actual designer of all the floating spacecraft in the Sky Expedition Fleet."

Following the direction of the officer's finger, Lake and his companions saw that at the innermost part of the room, sitting on a tilted desk, was an equally strange man.

He was wearing a robe with a star and moon pattern, with his head tilted and his eyes squinting, sketching and calculating something on the table.

He looked extremely focused, and even though Lake and the others did not hide their footsteps or conversation and were already behind him, he seemed unaware.

"Master Gio, the Kingdom of Weser has been defeated, and King Goethe is looking for you." The officer walked up to Master Gio and said loudly.

But the university scholar seemed to have heard nothing and concentrated on sketching complex formulas and some abstract runes on the paper.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. The Grand Secretary's hearing is a little poor. I need to use some special methods to bring him back to his senses..."

The officer said to the Happy Prince somewhat embarrassedly.

"How long will it take him to think about it? I can wait until he finishes thinking and then ask him."

The Happy Prince looked at the strange university scholar. He could feel that the university scholar did not react to what the officer had just said.

"Uh... Grand Secretary, whenever he's awake, he'll be thinking like this..."

"Ok?"

The Happy Prince was stunned for a moment, and then he said to the officer, "Then use the special method you mentioned to bring him back to his senses."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

With the Happy Prince's affirmation, the officer no longer hesitated.

He waved his hand and gave the Grand Secretary a loud slap!

By the time the Happy Prince realized what this "special method" meant, the Grand Maester had already come back to his senses from his calculations and was looking at him blankly.

"Oh, oh, sorry, I was so lost in thought. This one is..."

He was stunned for a moment. Like most people, his eyes were drawn to the golden sculpture-like Happy Prince. He became a little confused. "Is it a moving sculpture?"

"King Weser is dead. I am the king of the Goethe Kingdom and will be the new master of the 'Sky Expedition Fleet'."

“The Happy Prince,” replied the Maester, who, while he was observing him, was also observing the strange man before him,

"I heard that you're the designer of the Sky Conqueror Flying Ship, and that you were able to calculate and locate the Gate of Heaven. Could you tell me how you did that? Where did you get this knowledge?"

At this time, the Poro disguised as a soldier also turned his eyes away from the scholar's calculation manuscript.

"Why are many of the theories and processes in your calculations... wrong?"

Poro also raised a question.

As a wolf who possesses the [Spiral Beacon: Wise] and [Spiral Beacon: Witch], Poro has reached an extremely high level of calculation, as well as mathematics and geometry required for some magic.

In other words, he could understand many of the formulas in the Grand Secretary's manuscripts.

But these formulas... have quite a few weird things about them.

Just like the geometry that goes against aesthetics, the logic in these formulas seems very unpopular and unfamiliar, and many of the reasoning processes are unclear.

There are even many theories that are completely wrong!

At first glance, Poro almost thought that this was the nonsense of a liar——

But after careful consideration, I found that these formulas were put together using some strange logic and framework, which seemed very rigorous - but they conformed to the laws of another world.

"You're saying my calculations are all wrong?"

The scholar glared in anger upon hearing this, but then turned into an inexplicable arrogance. He looked at the Poro with disdain, "I am a scholar, and you are just mortals."

As he spoke, his eyes were drawn to the golden Happy Prince. He shuddered, his face stiffened, and he began to speak:
"Uh, this... Your Majesty, I'm not talking about you."

The Happy Prince was not angry, but asked again:

"Can you tell me where this knowledge of yours comes from? Especially the part about 'Heaven'?"

"You people on Earth probably haven't heard of me—I'm from the Flying Island."

Maester Geo once again showed pride on his face and said bluntly, "Our country is a thousand times larger than this flying ship. We use our wisdom to allow us to fly in the sky.

Every citizen of our country is a natural born musician or mathematician—and I am the best mathematician among them!"

As he spoke, Maester Geo pointed around at the strange geometric arrangements of the rooms and shook his head. "Our kingdom is filled with aesthetics like this, which you mediocre people will never understand. It's a pity that I can't go back."

"Why can't I go back?" Lake asked curiously.

"Because we flew to the island nation, the greatest academic breakthrough happened when I was on the ground."

As Master Geo spoke, his eyes revealed annoyance and regret that were difficult to conceal, "The academic achievements of our Feidao Nation have always been belittled and slandered by foolish outsiders, just like you, who say that our research is wrong, absurd, and meaningless!

But that day, the world proved that we were right—the truth lies only in the hands of a few of us.”

The scholar looked at an abstract painting on the wall, his eyes showing a hint of enthusiasm, "We have found the meaning of our academic research!
Our music and mathematics allow us to calculate a new coordinate - that world is above the present world we are in!
We are absolutely certain—

That is the legendary paradise, a realm that mediocre people can never reach!"

As he spoke, the scholar's tone became gloomy again, "But at that time, I was not in the Flying Island Country. I could only watch my motherland fly towards the realm of academic light!"

After hearing these words, Rek Poro and the Happy Prince fell silent.

After all, they are the rare people who know the truth about heaven. In this case, it is difficult to say whether those flying islanders who have reached heaven are lucky or unfortunate.

But even so, these people from the flying islands are indeed geniuses.

After all, even beings like the Happy Prince and Sipaluo, who came from heaven, could not explain the current state of heaven.

Not to mention returning to heaven.

"Why are you guys not talking?"

Sensing the silence of several people, the Grand Secretary raised an eyebrow. "You feel sorry for me, right? After all, an outstanding scholar like me should be the first to rush into heaven."

Lake and the others were stunned for a moment, but did not expose the misunderstanding.

The Grand Secretary's expression gradually calmed down:

"But it doesn't matter. I alone am enough to calculate the location of the Heaven's Gate—

By then, our fleet will be able to cross the sky and reach the heavens."

At this point, the Grand Secretary suddenly realized something and looked at the Happy Prince. "Well, Your Majesty, you must also be longing for heaven, right? There is no king who doesn't want to go there.

You know, becoming an angel, or having powers or immortality or something like that."

"Yearning for... heaven?"

The Happy Prince looked a little strange, but after a moment's thought, he nodded and said, "Yes, one day I will go back to Heaven."

As he spoke, he patted the Grand Secretary's shoulder and said, "So, calculate carefully. Not only the location, but you also need to calculate more, more information about heaven!"

After hearing what the Happy Prince said, the Grand Secretary showed an expression of "as I expected" and did not notice the strangeness in the Happy Prince's words.

"Of course, Your Majesty—I, too, look forward to entering the gates of heaven!"

(End of this chapter)