Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 32 Kill the Swordsmith!
"lesson……"

Poro was stunned when he heard this. He looked up at the girl's face.

There was a glint of eagerness in those azure eyes.

"Hey, Lake, when did you become like this?"

Poro was a little stunned. He couldn't understand why this seemingly cute and pretty girl had become the type to lecture others without saying a word.

Is this what a beautiful girl should do?
I've only killed two people since I left the forest?
"Hey? What have I become?"

Lake blinked, looking a little confused.

"It's okay, since you said so..."

Poro grinned, a hint of bloodlust flashing in his narrow eyes. "Then wait a little longer. It's easier to kill people late at night, and it's also easier to dispose of the bodies..."

"Murder? Discarding a body?"

Lake paused. "Isn't this right? I just wanted to teach him a lesson, break an arm or something, so that he wouldn't dare to do it again..."

"Uh, you didn't mean to kill him?"

Poro stretched out his claws and scratched his head, but quickly pretended to be disappointed in his opponent, "This is not right, Lake, if you are going to do it, you have to do it steadily!
This is called - if you don't remove the roots, the grass will grow again in the spring breeze! "

As time went by, lamp oil became expensive at night, and every household went to bed early.

When it was pitch black outside, Poro looked at Lake.

"Is the knife ready?"

"Poison has also been applied."

Lake put the silver dagger that was flashing with a hint of green light back into the scabbard at her waist, and then put the bow and arrow on her back.

After using the [Spiral Beacon: Hunter], Lake can almost be considered an experienced veteran.

At least, for ordinary people.

"Well, I'm very familiar with that guy's smell. Follow him closely."

The Poro nodded and prepared to go out to the table in the tavern downstairs to capture the scent of the knife sharpener.

But at this moment, his ears perked up.

Next door, in the room where the guide Hans lived, a slight sound suddenly came from, followed by a series of light footsteps.

Huh? What's that guy doing up in the middle of the night? Is he having kidney problems?

Poro was stunned for a moment.

"What's wrong, Poro?"

Lake asked nervously, looking at Poro's expression.

"Hans has gone out too. Why don't we... follow him first?"

The Poro felt a flicker of curiosity.

After all, compared to the villains, the secrets hidden by the guide along the way are more attractive.

"Well, it's up to you!"

Lake was also stunned for a moment and showed the same curiosity.

Lake and Poro walked out of the tavern quietly. The soft pads on Poro's paws and his black fur looked like a shadow in the moonlight.

Although Lake was wearing a bright red cloak, she moved silently.

All in all, Poro and Lake's stealth abilities are much stronger than Hans's!

But... the smell on this road...

The Poro sniffed.

In addition to Hans's scent, he also smelled the scent of the knife grinder.

Moreover, the direction Hans was heading towards was the knife sharpener's home!
What is he going there for?
Do they really know each other?

After Poro quietly told Lake about this discovery, the two of them followed from a distance.

The knife sharpener's house is not small, it is two stories high.

From what people in the tavern were saying, he had taken over the home of an orphaned child, robbed the house, and kicked out the previous owner's three children. Hans stood at the door of the cabin and pushed it.

The door is very tight and cannot be opened.

So Hans found a window at the back of the house, supported his body with his skinny arms, and climbed in with difficulty.

Obviously, this guide does not look like someone who knows martial arts.

Poro and Lake, outside the house, both heard the faint sound of objects colliding.

"Uh...what is Uncle Hans doing? He's not going to visit, is he?"

"It's so loud! Even if I want to get rid of this evil for the people, I'm afraid he might fall to his death if he's not paying attention."

The Poro looked at the house in confusion and said, "Come on, let's follow them. It would be bad if the guide got hacked to death."

Then, Lake and Poro sneaked in quietly.

Unlike Hans, Lake and Poro did not make any sound after entering the house, like two truly cautious hunters.

As soon as they entered the room, they heard the knife sharpener shouting from inside the room.

"Who the hell dares to enter my house? Looks like you want to die again?"

Sure enough, the sound of the guide sneaking in couldn't possibly go unnoticed!
Then, there was another sound - the sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath!
Damn it! Is the guide really going to be struck to death?!
Lake and Poro looked at each other, followed the shadows to the side of the hall on the first floor of the house. In the center of the hall, in the dim candlelight, Hans and the knife sharpener stood facing each other.

"Oh, I've seen you. You were passing by on the road this afternoon with a hunter and his dog. What's the matter? You skinny fellow, you heard the rumors about me and came here in the middle of the night to enforce justice?"

The knife sharpener spat and looked with disdain at the man opposite him whose thigh was not as thick as his arm.

"Well, I think you might have seen me more than just today."

Hans's dull eyes stared at the knife sharpener. "A year ago, on the path at the entrance to town, you traded a 'grindstone' you picked up by the stream for a goose."

"Oh—you did it voluntarily. What? A loser like you feels brave enough to seek revenge now?"

When the knife sharpener heard this, he laughed even louder. He never took those cowardly passers-by seriously.

What is there to be afraid of when a guy obediently hands over his money as soon as you wave his sword?
“If the hunting dog came with you, I would be more afraid. You think you are a knight?

You can't even climb the window—who gave you the courage to offend me?!"

As he spoke, the knife sharpener swung the big knife in his hand, and was about to chop at the skinny man in front of him.

"Yeah, it's people like you...that made me end up with nothing."

Hans looked at the knife so close to him and sighed, but he had no intention of dodging it.

He just continued slowly:

"Everything I had was taken away by you one by one, leaving only luck. After I had nothing left, I realized that I was a truly lucky person.

But what’s the use?!”

Hans's last words were roared out with endless sadness.

At this time, the knife sharpener's big knife was about to hit him.

Just when Lake and Poro, who were observing secretly, couldn't help but want to take action -

A shocking change happened!

Under the dim light, the knife sharpener accidentally stepped on empty air and landed on a piece of unnoticed glass!

In an instant, the knife sharpener fell heavily to the ground, his body colliding with the table and chairs on the side, making a clanging sound.

And after the harsh noise disappeared.

The shiny big knife in the knife sharpener's hand was already stuck in his neck.

A fountain of blood gushed out.

He could not utter a word, and fell down at Hans's feet in a depressed state.

Until this moment, Hans' body had not moved at all!
"Yeah, that's it..."

Hans' tone returned to a flat and sorrowful tone.
"My luck has left me all alone. It can't take back what belongs to me, but it can make someone like you who loves to rob—

Likewise, lose everything!"

(End of this chapter)