Fairy Tale: Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Mentor

Chapter 41 The End of the Envoy
"Uncle Hans, so the Duke never really thought of giving you that piece of gold?"

"Yeah, how could such a greedy person allow a consumable like me to eat even half a bite of his flesh?"

In the guest rooms of the Duke's Mansion, the mahogany furniture is extraordinarily elegant, far superior to that in ordinary taverns.

Hans leaned back on the cushions, his expression extremely gloomy.

He looked out the window at the imposing Duke's Mansion, as if recalling something...

……

A few years ago, at the border of the Kingdom of Sinuo.

Merchants and travelers were walking hurriedly around, and in the middle of the road, several knights in golden armor stood in front of a man in plain clothes.

"Mr. Hans, please stay."

The knights were led by a man with exquisite clothes and a fair face.

It was the special envoy from the Duke's Palace.

"I don't know what the special envoy wants to say. I have already submitted my resignation letter, and the Duke agreed to my departure yesterday..."

Hans said with a bow.

"But you took the Duke's things."

The envoy stared closely at the cloth-wrapped ball-shaped object as big as a human head in Hans' arms. A faint golden color could be seen through the gaps.

"Mr. Special Envoy, this is the salary that the Duke gave me yesterday. I didn't take it. Are you going to go back on your word?"

A hint of anger flashed in Hans' eyes.

"Of course not. The Duke loves his people like his own children and is honest and trustworthy... He would never do such a thing."

The envoy smiled and spoke calmly, "But, Mr. Hans, it must be very difficult to return home with such a valuable item, right?"

"Is this also what the Duke meant?"

Hans said through gritted teeth.

"presumptuous!"

A knight instantly drew his sword and placed it across Hans' throat!

"Don't worry, Mr. Hans just hasn't thought it through yet."

The envoy smiled and held down the sword of the knight beside him. He continued slowly, "Have you figured it out, Mr. Hans?"

As he spoke, the envoy made a gesture and a knight dismounted from his horse.

"His Excellency the Duke is merciful and considerate of you. He is willing to exchange this horse with you. This BMW is worth a thousand gold coins and can travel a thousand miles a day. It is worth your wages and can also satisfy your homesickness. How about this?"

A chill ran through Hans' heart. He realized that he probably had no choice at all.

"Okay, then... thank you, Special Envoy."

Gold as big as a human head, and a horse...

Equivalent value?
Ah!
As he watched Hans disappear at the end of his horse, the smile on the envoy's face disappeared.

"Special Envoy, that kid..."

"It's okay, he thought, that's all that's going to happen?"

The envoy sneered, turned his horse around, and rode towards the Duke's Palace. "Someone will deal with him. He can't escape. The horse will be back soon."

……

"Uncle Hans, so the envoy yesterday... was the one who stole your gold?"

Lake asked with wide eyes.

"Yes, that's it. Wealth—it's never meant for people like me."

Hans shook his head and was about to say something, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The Poro stood up and walked to the door, opened it, and then bowed with a smile.

"Mr. Special Envoy, what brings you here?"

The elegantly dressed and arrogant envoy glanced at the Poro-disguised second-in-command and nodded.

"You have done a good job this time. His Excellency the Duke is very pleased. You will be rewarded soon."

"Thank you for the information, Special Envoy."

Poro also smiled and placed a few silver coins in the envoy's hand. "I wonder what you, sir, have been doing under the command of the Duke recently?"

"Oh?"

The envoy accepted the silver coin and gave Poro a playful look.
"We are all working for the Duke, there is no difference between you and me.

It’s nothing more than, I do the good things, you do the bad things…”

The envoy patted Poro on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "Do your best. The Duke will not let a loyal minister like you down!"

After the envoy left, he seemed to be in a somewhat happy mood.

As one of the most important figures in the Duke's Mansion.

He has done many things for the Duke, including but not limited to...

Search for beautiful women in the city and provide them with a "comfortable" job; find some talented people and use "benefits" to force them to join the Duke's army; contact some special professionals to persuade the Duke's political enemies to shut up or make them disappear; if anyone resists, use their family and health to make a profit...

All in all, the envoy did a lot for the Duke's "great cause" and was highly valued.

When the envoy returned to his residence, he saw two eunuchs waiting for him.

The envoy had seen them; he was someone close to the Duke.

"Is it His Excellency the Duke who wants me to come over? Yeah, I understand."

The envoy was a little surprised and thought about it.

I guess it's the Duke. Does he have any new requests? Or perhaps a reward for me?
But when the envoy walked into the Duke's room, he felt something was wrong.

On both sides of the room stood several expressionless eunuchs, and in the front, the old but fat Duke sat on a chair.

At the Duke's feet, a woman with her skin torn and blood all over her body fell to the ground - that was the Duke's mistress!

At this moment, great fear surged into the envoy's heart!
His knees went weak and he fell to the ground!
"My Lord Duke, I was wrong, I was wrong—please forgive me!"

The envoy completely lost his arrogance in front of others, and he banged his head on the ground!
He has always been a meticulous person. Although lust got to him once and made him do something he regretted deeply, he always covered it up very well!

But everything, once done, will leave traces.

He shouldn't have been discovered. This time, I'm afraid - he was just unlucky!
"Oh? It's a mutual affection. I understand."

The Duke lowered his eyes and looked at his former "confidant" kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

Even his forehead was bleeding.

Compared to himself, the henchman was very handsome, and the Duke used to appreciate this, but now, he only felt immense hatred in his heart.

"My Lord, I have lost my mind. I have always been devoted to you!"

"I know."

The Duke spoke slowly, letting the envoy feel a little bit of luck. "I never treat loyal ministers unfairly, and I am also very tolerant of those who work for me..."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke! Thank you, Your Excellency the Duke—"

After hearing this, the special envoy kowtowed even harder!
He thought that as long as he could survive this disaster, as long as he worked harder for the Duke and gained more benefits, he could -

“Clang clang—”

But the next moment, a dagger was thrown in front of the envoy.

The envoy's eyes were dull, his face was pale, and he had lost all color.

"Duke...my lord?"

"I'm very tolerant, so I won't torture you. You've been with me for so long, you know what I mean - do it yourself!"

Ten minutes later, the two bodies on the ground were carried away by the eunuchs.

The remaining eunuch was washing the blood on the floor with water, when a guard pushed the door open and entered:

"Your Excellency, the Red Witch is outside the door."

"Well, let her in."

Then, an old woman in a long robe and with gray hair walked into the room—it was the old lady who had noticed Lake’s red cloak in the courtyard before!
She didn't care about the blood on the ground and cupped her hands:

"Your Excellency the Duke, someone in your residence has recently been found to be carrying a magical object..."

"magic?"

The Duke was stunned when he heard this, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, "Who is it? Even if it's those people... they shouldn't be able to embarrass me."

The Red Witch thought for a moment and then described what she had learned and the identities of those people.

Hearing this, the Duke's expression relaxed:

"What? Just a few of my black gloves. I guess... I robbed them from that unlucky passerby again."

As he said this, the Duke waved his hand and called a eunuch.
"Let the envoy—"

He paused, remembering that his most trusted confidant had just died, and changed his words, "You, go and ask the special knight who returned from the mountain stronghold."

After the eunuch left, the Duke thought to himself,

"Well, right now, I'm just short of someone—Second in Command, right?

I just hope you can be more sensible. I can give you this opportunity..."

(End of this chapter)