Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 35: Luck of Loss
Lake took a light step and dodged the pitchforks of the villagers in front of her. Her red cloak surged like a stream of flames, and silver light flashed underneath. The blade turned into an arc of light.

A sharp sound broke through the air, followed by a scream!
The heavy pitchfork hit the ground with a dull thud, and along with it fell the villager's four fingers!
Although [Spiral Beacon: Hunter] did not inherit all the combat experience of the witch hunter, this little part, coupled with Lake's special physical fitness, is enough to deal with these villagers.

Then, an axe and a stick attacked from two directions at the same time!
Lake ducked to avoid the axe, and the sharp blade in her hand swept across the villager's throat, leaving a trail of blood!
Behind him, the villager holding a stick was about to step forward, but a dark shadow had already pounced out from the corner of the shadow.

Then, the villager felt a pain in his neck and his whole body went limp.

All his strength leaked out from his throat along with the blood!

Although before the war, many villagers were already wary of Poros.

But... after Poro jumped up, his figure became hard to find in the chaotic and dim room!

Of course, even so, there were still many villagers in the tavern who participated in the siege.

But for some reason, these villagers felt inexplicably restrained.

They kept stepping on debris on the ground for unknown reasons. Some of them would suddenly lose their legs and fall flat on their faces. Others would shake their hands and weapons would fly out, cracking their companions’ heads open…

In such a chaotic situation, Lake and Poro seemed to be at ease.

Among these villagers, more were injured by their own people than by Rek Poro!

As for Hans himself, he just followed behind Rek Poro.

He did not take action. Most of the villagers were attracted by the amazing strength of Rek Poro, a man and a wolf, and did not pay attention to Hans.

Even if there were a few people left out who wanted to attack him, they would end up hurting themselves due to various seemingly reasonable reasons!

"Just rush out from the tavern door!"

As Poro was speaking, he vaguely heard that outside the tavern, there were many footsteps coming towards this side!

Perhaps some villagers saw that the idea was difficult and went to shake hands with others.

In less than half a minute, most of the villagers ambushing in the tavern were killed or injured!

"There's no need for us to waste time with them. Killing so many of them is enough to make them know the price."

Poro turned around, glanced at the villagers lying on the ground, dying but not dead, and grinned.

"Since you've done something like this, I believe you must have been prepared to die long ago, right?"

Looking at the sharp white, blood-stained canine teeth, several villagers felt a chill all over their bodies!
"That dog...can talk!?"

"No, it's the devil—the devil!"

Then, several people rushed out of the door and ran out of the village.

The speed was not fast, because the guide Hans was obviously not the type to exercise regularly.

Although he had walked this road a long time ago, he was now thin and weak, probably due to poverty, grief, hunger or something like that.

But even so, those angry villagers still found it difficult to catch up and were pulled further and further away.

The frequency with which they tripped, had their shoes torn, or were knocked down by fallen companions has far exceeded the reasonable upper limit!
Gradually, the figures of the villagers disappeared behind the mountain.

"Hu-hu-"

At the back, the guide Hans was panting heavily.

Coupled with the dejected look on his face and the dark circles under his eyes, one can't help but worry that he will fall to the ground and die!

"Wait a minute...let me rest for a while..."

Lake and Poro looked at each other, and then found a sheltered place to sit together.

"What kind of village is this? Isn't this just a bandit village?"

Poro said as he lay on the ground with his limbs stretched out, sticking out his tongue.

"Polo, they have so many tools and can obviously work, why do they still do this?"

Lake was holding a cloth and wiping the silver dagger in her hand.

There was also a hint of sadness in his azure eyes.

The witch hunter's hunting skills are never limited to the basics, and all his combat techniques are killing skills honed in blood!

In just a few minutes, Lake had killed four or five people.

And this does not include the people who may have died from bleeding or serious injuries later!
"Don't be sad because of a bad person like that, Lake."

Poro turned over and looked up at Lake's eyes under her bright red hood, as if looking at two stars.

"If they gain power, then this village will have dozens of bishops and witch hunters—people whose consciences are blinded by greed should pay the price for their actions!
They will pay for the people they have harmed!"

Watching Lake put the dagger back into the scabbard, Poro turned his head and looked at Hans who was still breathing heavily on the other side:
"Um...Hans."

Poro suddenly spoke.

"what happened?"

Hans looked up wearily.

"Next time something like this happens, could you please give me a more detailed reminder? I didn't expect to be attacked the moment I woke up this time!"

"Ah...sorry."

Hans heard this and a hint of apology flashed in his eyes, "The next town should be farther away from Beifeng and Lieyang.

However, my cow was exchanged for a pig there.

"At that time, I don't know why, but the cow suddenly became very irritable. Not only did it stop producing milk, it even kicked me," Hans said, scratching his head. "Now that I think about it, maybe there's something wrong with the environment there?"

"That's it..."

Poro nodded and took it to heart.

But he was not too scared. After all, he was different from ordinary animals. Even the "Wildness Stimulating Potion" could not make him go crazy and uncontrollably.

Hans looks like he needs some rest.

The Poro then lay on his back, opened his claws, and a golden page emerged -

The pattern on it is a young man humming a song while holding a gold nugget.

[Circular Return: Lucky Hans: The Luck of Losses]

【Fairy Tale Power: Unknown】

[Unblocking Ceremony: Witness the lucky Hans' journey!]

[Description: If... losing doesn't mean misfortune, then gaining doesn't mean luck either!]

[Unsealing Ceremony Completion Progress 2/6]

[Completed: Whetstone, Goose]

[Inside the village, those slanderous lunatics rushed forward, their words so confident that it was like a group of demons laughing sinisterly!]

This is really... a pleasant surprise.

……

Shortly after Lake and others left, in the Evil Village Tavern.

"What's going on? With so many people, they can't even control a little girl!?"

"That little girl is no ordinary person. You're good at talking, but if you had gone to the tavern, you'd be the one lying on the board now!"

"Old Hunter is still too greedy! Think about it, just a few people with gold on them - can they be ordinary people?"

"In my opinion, that's a witch!"

"Yeah, it seems like none of the few people who survived the tavern can remember what that little girl looked like!"

"That's true... I heard that wolf can talk! It's a demon!"

"No wonder, when I was chasing him, my legs suddenly started shaking so much that I fell down..."

The villagers looked at each other, all showing some fear and dread.

"Be more careful in choosing your targets next time."

"It's better not to mess with those guys with hunting dogs and bows and arrows. They've been fine for so many years, so why did their boat capsize today?"

The villagers sighed, cleaned up the mess, and prepared to go home again.

Or... prepare to wait for the next target.

But at this moment, a villager glanced at the nearby mountain:

"Hey? What's going on? Why does the sun rise from there today?"

"Are you stupid? How could the sun be on the other side of the mountain..."

The other villagers sneered, but then the smiles on their faces froze.

Because the sun really rose slowly from a place where it was impossible for it to appear!
"I'm... dreaming?"

At this moment, a well-informed villager suddenly turned pale and screamed in shock!

"No! That's the scorching sun!"

All the villagers who reacted began to run for their lives out of the village!
But... it's too late.

The blazing white light flooded the entire village the moment the scorching sun fully appeared!

What followed was extreme heat!

"Hurry up—take off your clothes! If you don't take off even a little bit, we're dead!"

A villager shouted in despair.

But obviously, not everyone understands this.

Smoke began to rise from the wooden houses, the water in the water tanks began to boil, and the fleeing villagers fell one after another in the scorching heat.

The grass and trees quickly turned yellow, and the first flame rose from the dry firewood pile next to the tavern, quickly sweeping across the entire village.

Until... the entire village was reduced to scorched earth.

The scorching sun in the sky slowly retreated behind the mountains.

The dazzling white light faded like a tide, and the slightly dimmed sun in the distant sky was able to reappear.

The north wind and the scorching sun generally do not move too far away from their original places.

This seems... just an accident caused by bad luck.

(End of this chapter)