Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 23 Guardian Knight
"Is it...Uncle Guardian Knight?"

Lake walked forward and spoke in a soft voice. No matter what, a girl's voice always makes people feel closer than a Poro's.

"You're really a girl? I thought I just heard wrong."

The man who was bound in the heavy physical restraint said in a hoarse voice,

"Since you've got that old bishop's notebook and found your way here, you'll understand my identity even if I don't tell you, right?"

As the Guardian Knight spoke, he stretched his body a little, as if he wanted to put his head closer to take a better look at Lake's appearance.

Then he was silent, and then his voice was suddenly filled with anger:

"You...even a child like you was judged by the bishop...God, are you blind!?"

His voice seemed to tremble a little, becoming smaller and smaller. Finally, he suppressed his emotions and asked:

"What did the bishop ask you to do? Tell me, I won't make it difficult for you."

"Well, actually, it has nothing to do with the bishop. We are facing a powerful enemy and would like to ask for your help..."

Lake was halfway through her words when she was interrupted by the guardian knight.

The Guardian Knight sneered and said:

"Will that old dog let me out? Can I help? Does he dare to let me out? Or...is his mental magic finally working on me?"

"No, I mean... the bishop is dead."

Lake explained hurriedly.

"what?!"

The Guardian Knight was stunned again after hearing this, and after a while he laughed again, "What... Using mental magic to deceive a little girl to trick me?"

"We really killed the bishop. If you want to see it, you can do so in a moment."

Lake also knew that this kind of thing was not easy to explain. She took out the key ring from her arms, found the one guarding the knight's cell, inserted it in, and opened it.

The heavy iron prison door trembled and slowly opened.

After Lake confirmed through conversation that the person in front of her was still sane, there would be no major danger in opening the prison door.

“You really opened…”

In the darkness, the Guardian Knight stared blankly at the door opening, and an idea emerged in his mind uncontrollably -

Could it be... that the bishop is finally dead?!

That cunning demon who mastered mind magic and potions, is dead?!
After all, according to the Guardian Knight's understanding, the bishop would never let others get the key!

Even when controlling the porters to carry the corpses to the dungeon, he had to open the cell door himself!

"Little girl, is the bishop really dead? Have all the townspeople been freed from his mind control?"

Watching Lake use the key to unscrew the rune shackles that bound her, the Guardian Knight finally couldn't help but ask a series of questions.

"The bishop is dead, but others still think he is alive."

Lake thought for a moment and then explained, "This is quite complicated, I'll explain it later. Anyway... now we are facing the Bishop's contractor, another stronger enemy.

He might be on his way here now, so..."

"Witch Hunter, right?"

The Guardian Knight suddenly said.

"Uncle, you know, that's great..."

"The bishop has sent many people to this dungeon over the years, many of whom are like me... people with special abilities. To that guy, they are 'special experimental material.'"

The Guardian Knight looked at the metal rings that bound his limbs, and they were all opened.

He slowly moved his joints and continued,

"For those of us who were sent to the dungeon, the only way to get out is to die in the experiment and be carried out - this is the only possibility. I also learned a lot about that guy from the people who came in later.

I'm the only one here who can resist the bishop's mental magic, so I've suffered the most." The guardian knight's face, which had become somewhat withered due to imprisonment, forced a smile that had not appeared in a long time.

“I, and everyone imprisoned here, are praying every moment and every second that someone can kill the bishop!
Or rather...if we had the chance, we would all want to eat that guy's flesh and blood alive!
If you want to kill a witch hunter, count me in!
I also know that there are many people like me in this dungeon. Our bodies have been destroyed by the bishop's drug experiments, and most of us don't have many years left to live!
We didn't commit suicide just for some vague chance of revenge!

Now, you have given us this opportunity..."

As the Guardian Knight spoke, his body began to move. It was the first time in several years that he stepped on the ground, causing his body to shake involuntarily.

He steadied himself, slowly bent down, and half-knelt on the ground.

But even so, he was still as tall as Lake when she stood up.

“You killed the bishop, but we will never let go of our revenge so easily!
There's more than one devil. I've heard about the evil deeds that witch hunter has done!

I, and... everyone in this prison who is still able to fight, will do everything in our power to kill the witch hunter!"

The Guardian Knight used his last bit of strength to raise his voice a few degrees.

Afterwards, a lot of small noises were heard in the silent prison.

Poro looked back and saw that in many cells, people had their heads put close to the bars, shaking the rusty bars and making them creak.

Flames were burning under the sunken eye sockets of those haggard people.

But... that's not the fire of hope.

But it is the hatred that is unforgettable after the extreme despair!

The Poro licked his lips.

This is a pack of... vengeful wolves about to be unleashed!
……

"Your Excellency, these people are...the ones imprisoned in the dungeon?"

Outside the dungeon, the ugly old nun stared in amazement at the Poro dressed as a bishop.

To be precise, it was the group of people following behind Poro, who were covered in scars and had difficulty walking.

Among them, the old nun could recognize the faces of many people.

"Yes, they've been locked up for too long. Let them out and get some treatment and recovery first."

The Poro raised an eyebrow and answered casually.

"Could it be that Bishop, your magic has finally been controlled..."

"Oh, they are not under control. I won't tell you the specific reason."

Poro grinned, "Bishop, I have one last thing for you to do."

"Your Excellency, you say..."

The old nun vaguely felt that something was wrong, but her life span could no longer support her thinking.

"These brothers just came out of the dungeon, and they're a bit angry. They need a sacrifice—you've arrived just in time!"

The next moment, those people behind Poro who had finally escaped from the darkness rushed forward.

Listen to the old nun's painful wails and screams, which gradually fade away.

Lake and Poro on the side had no fluctuation in their eyes.

As early as in the dungeon, the guardian knight told the old nun the identity.

Before the bishop came to this town, this old nun was a child trafficker!
Only in the darkness where demons are rampant can there be soil for such maggots to breed!

"But... there are two demons."

Poro noticed that Lake was tightly holding the silver dagger in her hand, so he comforted her gently.
"Don't be nervous, Lake. In the fairy tale world, everything always has a happy ending."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)