Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 29 Abnormal Natural Disaster
"call out--"

A wooden arrow flew through the air, pierced through a flying bird, and knocked it to the ground.

Ten minutes later, beside the road.

"laugh--"

The flames rose, and the poultry meat was pierced on a wooden stick, spinning on the flames, emitting bursts of meaty aroma.

"How about it, am I awesome?"

Lake stuffed the longbow into her backpack. The hunting experience granted by [Spiral Beacon Hunter] allowed Lake and Poro to have enough food to eat even if they didn't carry much rations on the road.

"Well, that's awesome, the mighty Little Red Riding Hood Hunter!"

Poro nodded. He was never stingy with praise. After all... one should be grateful to the person who brought him the favor.

"Hey, it's not that good!"

The girl narrowed her eyes happily after hearing this, and then held out a skewer of barbecued meat to the Poro, "Open your mouth, Poro."

Then the Poro opened his mouth skillfully and bit down.

Really fragrant!

As a wolf, his hunting efficiency in cooperation with Lake was even faster than that of Poro himself in setting traps in the forest.

He is mainly responsible for searching for enemies, chasing wounded prey, etc.

Well... not much different than what the hounds did.

Grilled meat with seasoning tastes much better than raw meat.

While eating, Poro looked at the bow and arrow behind Lake.

Humans initially fought their way out from among all creatures by relying on the leap in attack range.

From sticks and spears to bows and arrows.

Poro was a little envious. It was better to be a human being. Although his claws were powerful now, they could not crush such things.

But...life is pretty good now!

As we were eating, we saw a cloud of dust rising from the end of the road ahead, and the outlines of a team of carriages and horses appeared in it.

Leading the way were several armored knights. In the center, on a cart pulled by several horses, there were huge wooden boxes tied with ropes. As they swayed, they collided with each other, making a dull sound.

Judging from the size of the convoy and the emblem on the carriage behind, the leader of the convoy should be from a noble family.

There were also many people following behind, including the nobles' servants and guards, as well as old people and children in civilian clothes.

But most people, both nobles and commoners, wore as heavy clothes as possible.

Several civilians who were wearing thin clothes had purple frostbite on their exposed skin.

Poro looked around again and saw green trees everywhere.

Obviously, the current weather is not yet extremely cold.

"Poro, this is the nth convoy we've seen recently..."

Lake also stared at the convoy with a puzzled look on her face.

On the road heading towards the Kingdom of Sinuo, the two had already encountered several such caravans, and most of them, like this one, were caravans carrying their belongings and migrating.

"There are more than a dozen of them. It seems that a large area has been affected. They seem to be... fleeing?"

So many people, is it a natural disaster or... a war?
Poro looked carefully at the clothes of those people. They were in a hurry, and many of them still had numbness in their eyes after being sad.

After the convoy passed, Lake and Poro had rested enough. They put on their luggage and headed back to the main road.

Not long after we started walking, another convoy came towards us.

Unlike the previous convoy, the people in this convoy did not carry many clothes.

Many civilians were naked.

Their skin was as dark as if it had been roasted by fire.

Many people had bloody cloth wrapped around their bodies.

Just as Lake and Poro passed the end of the convoy, a skinny old civilian woman suddenly looked painful and her body swayed as if she was about to fall down.

Lake was stunned and unconsciously reached out to support the old woman.

"Ah, thank you, little girl."

The old woman's face showed pain, and she gritted her teeth to regain her balance. "My legs are seriously injured, and I couldn't hold on just now." As she said that, the old woman sighed and walked to the side of the road to sit down.

When he lifted up his clothes, he saw that the white cloth on his legs had been stained with red and yellow liquid.

Poro looked at the skin next to the wound, thought for a moment, then leaned over to Lake's ear and said:

"It's a burn, and it's festering."

Lake also looked at the old woman's clothes. With such injuries, if there were no family members nearby, her fate would most likely be sealed.

But after thinking about it, Lake took out some crushed herbs from her backpack and applied them to the old woman's wound.

"Thank you, you are such a kind child..."

The old woman looked at Lake, who was wearing a hood, and her eyes were a little dim, as if she remembered something sad.

But then she asked again:
"Little girl, where are you going? From the direction you're heading, you don't look like you're going to escape."

"We are going to the Kingdom of Sinuo."

Lake replied.

"Sino Kingdom?"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "If you want to go to the Kingdom of Sinuo, it's best to take a detour now. The road ahead is not very peaceful recently..."

"Auntie, what happened on the road ahead? I've seen many convoys passing by here these days."

Lake thought about it and finally asked.

"Alas, child, a traveler like you probably doesn't know this yet."

The old woman's words became more bitter as she said, "It wasn't originally like that. It's just... the gods have gone mad."

"God?" Lake and Poro were stunned at the same time.

"Yes, it was a natural disaster. Little girl, the convoys you saw when you came here were divided into two types, right?"

"Yes, I saw some of them wearing very thick clothes, and some... about the same as you..."

Lake nodded and said.

"That's the sin of the gods!"

The old woman's eyes were filled with tears. She sighed deeply and began to tell the story.
“In our place, there were originally two gods, one named Lieyang and the other named Beifeng.

Originally, one of them controlled warmth and light, and the other controlled cold and air currents. We lived well, but one day—those two gods went mad.

"Liang Yang... Bei Feng... has gone mad?"

"Yes, they began to release their power without reservation -

Those gods never care about human lives!
There will be no more day and night.

Wherever the north wind blows, the storm will blow everything off the ground, and the sand on the ground will drop several inches! The extreme cold is so severe that no one can withstand it.

Wherever the blazing sun is, the earth smokes. The extreme heat evaporates rivers, and plants spontaneously combust. The light is so blinding that even at a distance of miles, people dare not open their eyes. If the sun is directly overhead, no matter what kind of man he is, he will be burned to a charred corpse!

The old woman said, looking at the wound on her leg,
"My husband and two sons died under the scorching sun, and I only managed to escape by hiding in a water tank deep in the cellar!"

"But... Lieyang..."

Lake looked up at the sun in the sky. It was a little dazzling, but no different from usual. "Is 'He' the sun? The sun I see seems... no different from usual?"

"You don't understand, little girl."

The old woman sighed, "The sun is good and has always been there, but where we live, the scorching sun is the sun. Only when the scorching sun is gone, there is the sun..."

Lake nodded half-confusedly. Perhaps, those were two things that looked very similar to natural scenery?
She thought for a moment and asked another question:
"Then...why would two gods who had always lived in peace suddenly go crazy?"

"How can ordinary people know what the gods are thinking?"

The old woman gave a bitter laugh, but then seemed to recall something. "However, it seems that a city, before the natural disaster, found a wizard and communicated with the two gods."

"What did he learn through communication?"

Lake asked curiously.

The Poro on the side also pricked up his ears. He always felt an inexplicable familiar feeling in his heart.

"The wizard said that these two gods were making a bet."

The old woman laughed bitterly, a hint of inexplicable mockery in her voice. "Their bet is... who can get someone to take off their coat the easiest?"

(End of this chapter)