Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Chapter 1: A Wolf? Or…?

“I’ve never killed anyone, so… spare my life?”

“Ha! But you are a wolf. Being a wolf, when hungry, why would you care whether it's a human or some other animal?”

The muzzle of the hunting rifle was pressed against Polo’s chest.

Cold, hard, even causing Polo a slight ache!

Polo looked at the scarred, disheveled, and ruthless face, and those eyes… under the fur hat, like frost iron. The chill in his heart deepened—

This madman!

He will definitely shoot!

As a… seemingly big and bad wolf, Polo had indeed never killed anyone since transmigrating.

After all, as a well-educated young man who had experienced modern education, such things were irrelevant to Polo.

Even if it was just a rabbit, as long as it could say, “Wolf Lord, please don’t kill me!” before dying, Polo would have to let it go, even if he was starving.

But the hunter in front of him didn’t know any of this.

“What? Can’t find an excuse?”

The hunter’s tone was unwavering. The hand on the trigger slowly tightened, making a soft “click” sound.

“Wait, wait a moment—”

Polo felt all his fur stand on end and hurriedly cried out, “I don’t kill people because I used to be human!”

“Oh?”

The ruthless eyes of the hunter finally flickered!

Polo felt the murderous intent that had enveloped his whole body recede like a tide at this moment, hiding once again.

“Continue.”

The hunter slightly loosened his grip on the trigger, his voice hoarse, “Prove you are human!”

“I, I can speak…” Polo said softly.

“Ha, mocking me? You’re courting death!?”

The next moment, the cold murderous intent surged back—in that instant, Polo felt as if countless sharp blades were piercing his soul!

Like falling into an abyss, chilling him to the bone!

But this time, the hunter did not pull the trigger.

Instead, he put the hunting rifle back behind him and took down a constantly shaking cloth bag from his waist.

He opened it and grabbed a… rabbit from it.

Polo instantly recognized that this was the one he had seen in the forest before—the talking rabbit!

“Hunter Lord, please don’t kill me! I’m just a harmless rabbit!”

The rabbit pleaded.

But the hunter didn’t care. He just looked at Polo and slowly said:

“Look, it can also speak, but it—is not human!”

Then, the hunter’s free hand drew a hunting knife from his waist and, at a speed that Polo could barely see, slashed quickly!

“Ugh, ah—”

The rabbit screamed, a string of blood beads spraying from its body. It looked at the bloody line on its stomach, its voice trembling, “Am I… going to die?”

Is this… killing a rabbit to warn the wolf?!

At this moment, Polo was completely engulfed in coldness, because from this moment on, many of his cognitions and inferences were instantly overturned!

What exactly makes me more special than this rabbit to this hunter!?

Why hasn't he directly… killed me!?

The reason he let me go can’t possibly be because I never kill people! It can’t possibly be because I’m harmless!

Cold sweat oozed from his paws. Polo’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed a mouthful of cold saliva.

In any case, he had to show that he… had value.

“I’m very smart. I used to be a scholar. I know some knowledge that could change the era, perhaps it can help you…”

But the next second, the heavy murderous intent not only didn’t decrease but increased!

It was a suffocating feeling of despair, like a rope slowly tightening around his neck!

“Didn’t I say? My patience is limited. Don’t think you can fool me by talking nonsense I don’t understand!”

The hunter’s voice was like that of a demon from hell!

The hunting knife slowly moved under the rabbit’s fur.

But the rabbit didn’t die. It convulsed in a bloody mess, letting out wails that were no longer coherent!

Although this time, the hunter was holding a knife, not a hunting rifle, Polo still couldn’t muster the slightest thought of running away!

He would die!

He would definitely die!

If he really said something about physics, chemistry, or governance, this guy definitely wouldn’t understand!

Polo looked desperate. He had no idea what the hunter wanted to hear!

“Last chance.”

The hunter’s voice, calm on the surface, seethed with murderous intent, “Think carefully before you answer!”

Fear was rising! But after the extreme, it gradually faded away—

It was probably impossible to answer this question. The hunter looked so strong; he would probably see through any lies, right?

No matter what this ridiculously strong hunter was after…

Anyway, the sum of his two lifetimes wasn’t short!

Then…

He might as well make up something even more outrageous. If that didn’t work… then he’d just have to die!

He only hoped he could be reborn into a good family!

“Originally, I was actually a millionaire who was unfortunately turned into a wolf by an evil witch!”

Polo sighed and said self-deprecatingly, “If Mr. Hunter can save me, I’m willing to repay his kindness with my millions of fortunes after I turn back!”

After saying that, Polo stopped talking, waiting for the hunter to be enraged and cut off his dog… wolf head with a knife!

Who knew that the hunter not only didn’t strike, but even the murderous intent receded.

The hunter only sped up his movements, and in less than half a minute, he completely skinned the rabbit, then stuffed the bloody flesh that was still twitching into the cloth bag.

“A witch? Tell me more about it.”

The hunter took out a piece of yellowed paper, wiped the blood off the knife, and looked at Polo.

Huh? He believed it? Could it be that he looked fierce but was actually an idiot?

Or, did his random lie hit the mark by accident?

Polo was stunned, but now that things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and continue making things up.

“She’s a woman with an ugly face, like a devil! Her whole body is covered with twisted and venomous tattoos…”

“Are you sure?” The hunter frowned when he heard this.

“Uh…”

Polo hurriedly changed his words, “She’s an extremely cunning witch; she can shapeshift, so what I saw might not be her true face!”

The hunter was silent for a moment, as if accepting Polo’s explanation, then asked:

“Do you know where she lives?”

At this point, Polo had roughly figured out that the hunter was likely looking for some… witch, or something similar, and whether he was a millionaire or not probably had nothing to do with it.

But since Polo had transmigrated, although he had seen many talking animals in the forest, he had never seen anything supernatural.

There were indeed people living in the depths of the forest, but Polo didn’t think they would be some kind of evil witch.

But… since he had started making things up, he might as well go all the way!

At least he wouldn’t be killed immediately!

“She lives in the dark depths of the forest, in a weird, dilapidated house, shrouded in evil magic.”

Polo quickly thought, capturing that glimmer of inspiration that could save his life, “Only the native creatures of the forest, or someone cursed like me, can enter it!”

“What if I asked you to lead the way?”

“No, if you follow, even I will get lost!”

Polo gritted his teeth and told a brazen lie!

A deathly silence continued. The hunter’s eyes were slightly dim, as if he was thinking about something, or judging Polo’s fate!

Finally, the hunter spoke again.

“Do you… want to turn back?” he asked.

“Yes! Of course, I do! I dream about it!”

Polo hurriedly pretended to be ecstatic, but he knew clearly that he had become a wolf since he transmigrated, and it was definitely not because of some curse!

“Mr. Hunter, please save me! After I succeed, I will definitely repay you with all my wealth!”

The hunter was expressionless. He just pulled down his backpack, took out a bottle of dark red potion from it, and threw it to Polo:

“Drink it!”

Polo had no choice. Even if it was poison, it was easy to choose between dying in a while and dying now.

He had to take the bottle, hold it in his mouth, bite off the stopper, and drink the potion inside.

It was spicy and even had some warmth.

“If I drink it, I can turn back?”

Suppressing the urge to curse, Polo finished the potion and had to pretend to be overjoyed.

“No, there’s still a bit of the curse-breaking ritual missing.”

The hunter’s lips cracked into a terrifying smile, his laughter hoarse and unpleasant, like rusty iron scraping, “You have to do one more thing!”

“What thing?”

“Go find the witch, and then… kill her!”

“……Me?”

“What, don’t you want to turn back into a human anymore?”

The smile disappeared from the hunter’s face, revealing a hint of danger again, “After drinking my potion, as long as you hurt the witch—she will die!”

“Great, I’ll go kill her right away! To eliminate harm for the people!”

Polo decisively turned around and ran into the depths of the forest, showing an eager look.

The hunter stared at Polo’s figure disappearing into the depths of the forest, not chasing after him, but the scars and muscles on his face began to tremble like earthworms—

This was his true smile!

He took out the paper he used to wipe the hunting knife, slowly unfolded it, and it was already covered with blood, but it could still be seen that it depicted a clear portrait!

It was indeed an old man, but he didn’t look ugly and terrifying. Instead, he looked kind and amiable.

“A witch… a forest witch, hehe, a very good prey.”

He spat out a few words, and then gave another creepy laugh,

“A millionaire? Cursed? That’s really a pity… I won’t lift the curse! Otherwise, I’d be quite interested in your wealth.”

The hunter looked at the broken and damaged grass on the ground. All the traces of Polo’s departure were clearly visible in his eyes!

After a long while, he also took a step and walked into the depths of the forest.

“As for whether what you said is true or false… after the medicine takes effect, it won’t be up to you!”

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