Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 31 Low Point on the Road

There are always many small paths in the mountains and forests.

Most of these small roads only lead to some remote places, or are sparsely populated because the roads are narrow and cannot be used by cars - they are far less comfortable than wide roads.

Therefore, these trails rarely appear on maps sold in towns.

But it also comes into play in certain special periods.

For example—now.

"Across this valley is the town of Nifu. We can rest there for the night."

Hans's skinny face still looked listless. Most of the time, he was silent and just acted as a guide.

"Uncle, what did you do before? Did you often walk this road?"

The grass and trees on both sides were very dense, and there were many thorns extending to the center of the road.

But all the bushes inexplicably and gently parted to the sides when Lake passed by, so Lake's red cloak never got caught on the branches along the way.

The Poro squeezed at Lake's feet, rubbing against the aura of the Heart of the Forest, did not get any grass or leaves on his body.

"Ah, no, I've only walked this road once. After all, most people just take the main road. It's just that recently... there was a natural disaster on the main road."

Hans spoke weakly, using the jungle knife in his hand to chop down a patch of thorns in front of him.

Then he added,

"It's just that this road left a deep impression on me. So deep... that I'll never forget it in my life."

"why?"

Lake asked curiously, "Is it the scenery here that's beautiful? Or is there some adventure here?"

"neither."

Hans's eyelids drooped weakly, his eyes looking somewhat dim. "It's just that this road has led me to the lowest point in my life. As for the lowest point... it was yesterday."

Lake was stunned, remembering the new graves in front of the two simple wooden houses. She blinked and stopped asking.

As we walked out of the valley, the weeds and shrubs began to become much less.

We were almost at the town of Nifu. Several small paths that appeared from various places came together to form a...slightly wider trail.

At this moment, Poro's ears pricked up slightly.

He heard some strange noises, like... something rubbing harshly.

After a while, Lake suddenly turned her head and saw a burly man sharpening a knife on a stone by the river, covered by the flowing water.

"Puro, what is that man doing?"

Lake asked quietly.

"Looks like a knife sharpener..."

Poro answered quietly, but just as they saw it, the knife sharpener by the stream also raised his head and glanced at them.

And Poro always felt that there was a hint of fear in the knife sharpener's eyes when he looked at him.

Is that an illusion?
Poro didn't know, but since the knife sharpener didn't make any further moves, there was nothing to worry about.

After all, although this world is fantasy, there won't be too many guys like witch hunters.

But... at this time, the guide Hans stepped forward.

"Are you a knife sharpener?"

Hans looked at the man sharpening the knife with lifeless eyes under his messy hair and asked bluntly.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with you."

The man lowered his head to sharpen his knife without looking up, and there was a sense of alienation in his words.

"How's the knife sharpening business?"

Hans asked again.

"This small business is no match for the good work of a few hunters!"

The man glanced up impatiently, his eyes fixed on the Poro and the bow and arrow behind Lake.

Hans looked at the stones of various sizes beside the man and the river and was silent for a few seconds.

Then he turned and walked onto the path and said to Lake and Poro:

"Let's go."

"Uncle, do you know that knife sharpener?"

"Oh, that's right."

Hans hummed calmly and said nothing more.

After walking for a while, we arrived at Nifu Town. Due to its remote location, it looked like a larger village.

"Uncle, two guest rooms, um... some dinner." Lake walked to the counter and put down a few silver coins.

After listening to Hans's advice, Lake did not use gold coins directly, but instead used a price that was higher than the normal price.

"Yes, numbers seven and eight."

The tavern owner looked at the silver coins, his eyes lit up, and he quickly put the silver coins into his bag and took a key from the wall behind him.

Most people who come to stay at the hotel pay copper coins.

Silver coins are actually not often seen in daily business.

"Okay, guest, the meal will be ready soon."

It didn't take long before the food in the tavern was ready at mealtime.

Poro and Lake chose a secluded spot near the corner. After all... a wolf eating at the table, and eating so elegantly, would be too conspicuous.

As for the food, it was not very rich, just bread and some vegetables, but it was enough to fill the stomach.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was kicked open with a bang!

"Old man, give me a fucking pot of wine! And a piece of meat!"

The voice that the Poro had just heard rang out. It was the "knife sharpener". The shiny big knife was hanging on his waist, and his face was full of flesh, which brought a great sense of oppression!

For a moment, everyone in the tavern fell silent.

The old tavern owner sighed and said nothing. He just listened to the man and served him a meal of wine and meat.

Poro keenly noticed that the other people in the tavern all had an expression of anger but dared not speak out.

"Old man, your wine is damned disgusting—let your daughter accompany me next time!"

"Master, my daughter is still young..."

The tavern owner turned pale and trembled as he spoke.

"What? You look down on me—and you want to die?!"

The man sneered, drew his knife and stuck it in the middle of the wooden table. The gleaming knife made the tavern owner turn pale!

He stared at the pale-faced tavern owner, snorted coldly, drew his sword, kicked over the wooden table, and walked away.

After he left, people in the tavern began to talk.

"What's going on with this villain lately?"

"Alas... isn't it because he's attracted to Old Tot's daughter? Old Tot is old and frail, and this bastard is bullying him!"

"That's right, who would dare to marry their daughter to such a wicked man? Who doesn't know that he goes crazy when he drinks?"

"Is there no one who can cure him?!"

"This fatherless and motherless bastard is so strong. Who in this small place can handle him?"

"Yes, and this villain always runs outside the village and robs those who pass by."

"A passerby? There must be someone capable among them. Can't he handle him?"

"Oh, this villain has some brains. He pretends to be a knife sharpener and squats on the roadside. If he wants to be tough, he pretends to be a real knife sharpener. If he wants to be soft, he threatens with a knife and even finds some excuses-"

"What excuse?"

"I'll get some stones from the creek, saying they're whetstones. I'll exchange them for some money—"

"Tell me, if you were just passing by and the knife was pointed at you, would you still dare not trade with him?"

"Oh, it's unfortunate for our town to have such a villain!"

"..."

Night falls in a guest room.

Lake was holding Poro and leaning against the bed, with a candle on the side dimly lit.

The girl fluttered her eyelashes and carefully read the book in her hand, which was the "Magic Alchemy".

Suddenly, she closed the book, buried her face in the fur on the back of the Poro's neck, and said:

"Polo, I can't stand watching this tonight!"

"what happened?"

"I'm thinking of that villain at dinner."

"Well, this kind of thing... there are evil people like this in many remote towns."

Poro thought for a moment and continued, "That's actually not so bad. In places with worse security, there are still robbers and bandits."

"But he wants to take possession of the tavern owner's daughter. I heard before that the owner's daughter is only six or seven years old. If he really succeeds..."

Lake was silent for a moment, then whispered, "I want to... teach that villain a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)