Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Deep within the royal palace, in the King's residence.

King Bo Ren, dressed in a bright black and red military uniform, entered the room. It was a vast palace, its snow-white walls polished smooth over a long period.

This was the most heavily guarded place in the entire royal palace.

Royal guards stood watch outside the palace, guarding every possible entry point.

But in the innermost rooms of the palace, only members of the royal family and a very few special individuals were allowed.

"Father, you're back?"

Inside the room, a girl in a white dress looked at the old king as he entered.

"Yes, I'm back. Have you prepared for what I told you?"

"Yes, Father, are we really... leaving here? Isn't the Bo Ren Kingdom our home? And what about the people...?"

"Yes, the Bo Ren Kingdom was founded by our royal family, but when our royal family declines—"

He no longer remains under our control!"

King Bo Ren's white eyebrows furrowed, his expression somewhat dim, but then he hardened his resolve.

"We are the royal family because we have the power, the strength, to protect those people, but this time, we may face some difficulties!"

"Can't the ancestral array inscriptions withstand those giants anymore?"

Princess Bo Ren asked, her eyes wide.

"Our array inscriptions have forgotten much over a long time. To face this current group... of giants controlled by that swindler—it will be difficult."

The old king took out a crumpled wanted poster from his bosom, depicting a young man, the human traitor, Sai Wen.

King Bo Ren stared at the face on the wanted poster, his expression twisting with hatred.

"Despicable thief, robber!"

Anger flashed in his eyes as he gripped the specially made wanted poster, as if to tear Sai Wen's face apart.

In these past few days, the king's anger had flared every time he saw the face on the wanted poster.

"Father, can't General Ward withstand those giants either?"

The princess, watching her father's expression, spoke with some concern, trying to divert his attention.

"Him? Of course, he can't, but besides him... who else is there to command this position?"

King Bo Ren sneered, then continued, "He told me to rest assured, saying... the royal capital is indestructible?!

To fool me like this, does he really think I'm a clueless old man?!"

As the King of the Bo Ren Kingdom, although old age had cost him much,

His understanding of the giants' power was still more detailed and complete than that of ordinary people. The royal family's knowledge was far more realistic than folk rumors and legends.

"My Giant Countermeasures Legion failed, Elm City fell, and only one of the nine giants died. That day proved... no matter how much we prepare our royal capital, it's already too late to contend with those giants."

King Bo Ren shook his head. He glanced at the wanted poster of Sai Wen one last time, his eyes seeming to finally make a decision, and threw the wanted poster into a nearby fire.

He watched the wanted poster burn black and curl in the fire.

"Then why does General Ward... seem so confident?"

"I don't know. He and those magic artisans seem to be tinkering with something—but what can they make? All array inscription inheritances were passed down by the ancestors...

No matter what they do, can they surpass the ancestors?!"

King Bo Ren sighed, then said, "After that Sai Wen deceived us and stole the sealed relic of the Giant King, we didn't kill him in time—

We had already lost."

At this point, King Bo Ren's forehead veins bulged, and he clenched his fist and slammed it on the table in front of him. "Damn liar—thief! All the liars in the world should be given the ultimate punishment!"

"General Ward... does he know that Sai Wen stole the relic of the Giant King?"

Princess Bo Ren thought for a moment, then suddenly asked.

"He doesn't know. Even if he knew, there's nothing he could do."

King Bo Ren calmed his anger and looked at the princess with a much softer gaze. "Only blood is the strongest bond. That Commander Ward's reputation among the soldiers is second only to your brother...

Now that your brother hasn't returned, he harbors rebellious intentions, and he thinks he can do it—

Then I'll let him do it!

Does he really think that the empire of my Bo Ren royal family can be taken by someone as lowly as him?"

"Brother..."

Princess Bo Ren didn't care about General Ward. Her attention was on these two words. "Are we still waiting for our brother to come back... before we leave together?"

"We'll leave the day before those giants arrive, so the civilians and soldiers in the city will hold back the giants and Sai Wen for us."

King Bo Ren said as he tapped on an unremarkable wall in the bedroom with a certain rhythm.

Then, the carvings on the wall began to writhe as if they had come to life.

A conical groove appeared in the center.

"If your brother hasn't returned by that day, then consider him dead."

A trace of perplexity flashed in King Bo Ren's eyes, but he quickly hid it. "The secret guards' intelligence says that there hasn't been any infiltration news from the Sino Kingdom for a long time.

The only message that came back was that the Sino capital had suffered some kind of...

Terrible magic?

Saying that the entire royal palace was destroyed, no one survived, not even a single remnant, and all the residents exhausted their lives in uncontrolled dancing, with only one in a hundred survivors..."

"Ah? Why is that? Does the Sino Kingdom also have... enemies like we do here?!"

"I don't know. If your brother did it, then it means his strength is enough to revive the Bo Ren royal family, but he hasn't returned."

King Bo Ren said as he took a necklace from his neck.

At the front of the necklace was a conical crystal.

"Perhaps he encountered some trouble—in that case, we'll leave first."

King Bo Ren gently inserted the conical crystal into the center of the array on the wall, into the conical groove, fitting perfectly.

After that, King Bo Ren began to chant a modulated incantation.

The conical crystal lit up, and magical light spread to the array inscriptions around the gap. Then, the thick wall began to become transparent, eventually disappearing completely!

Inside was a cuboid secret room, with array patterns engraved on all five walls.

Among them, the center of the three upright walls also had an empty slot.

A sword was stuck in the center of the ground, at the tip of a trigonal pyramid-shaped crystal protrusion.

But compared to the extremely complex array patterns around it, the sword stuck in the center was dull—

It looked like a rough stone sword!

It was not even as good as... any standard iron sword. Apart from being ancient, it had no other special features.

"The Bo Ren Kingdom exists because of our Bo Ren royal family, and the continuation of our Bo Ren royal family is not because of anything else, but only because of... this sword."

King Bo Ren stepped forward and placed his hand on the hilt of the stone sword.

But after several seconds, the dull stone sword did not change in the slightest.

"As expected... even now, it's still not possible?"

A hint of disappointment appeared in the king's eyes. He released his hand and left the secret room, pulling the conical crystal out of the air. The walls of the secret room began to appear out of thin air, covering the room.

"We're leaving here, going somewhere else."

King Bo Ren touched the princess's head and said kindly, "As long as your brother can come back, or you can find a truly powerful warrior as your husband...

Sooner or later, the descendants of our Bo Ren royal family will be able to pick up this sword again!

When that time comes...

Everything that has been lost will eventually return!"

Speaking of this, King Bo Ren looked at the distance, at the portraits of members of the royal family hanging on both sides of the long corridor.

And at the end, the largest one was... the creator of the Bo Ren legend.

"Ancestor, what level of warrior is needed to gain the approval of the Star Killer Sword?"

King Bo Ren sighed, his eyes seeming to carry a hint of questioning.

This question had plagued him for a long time since he learned about this royal family inheritance.

The ancestor's martial power can be called transcendent, and the weapon, a thing of killing, must also require the person it recognizes to have extremely strong martial power, right?

King Bo Ren thought like this, but he didn't want to pass the information of the Star Killer Sword to the outside world.

"The Star Killer Sword belongs to my Bo Ren royal family, and no one can touch it!"

Thinking of this, King Bo Ren's eyes suddenly became a little deep.

He remembered the few people who looked like mercenaries or bounty hunters who had come to see him during the day.

Did they really kill a giant without any injuries?

And the girl at the head seemed to know a lot about the Star Killer Sword?

"No, if such people covet the Star Killer Sword, it may be detrimental to my royal family in the future! No matter what kind of strength they have, test them first..."

Thinking of this, a flash of killing intent flashed in King Bo Ren's eyes.

As for whether Lake and the others really had the ability to easily kill giants, King Bo Ren didn't believe it.

If they really had that kind of strength...

Would they have fled back to the royal capital from Elm City in such a mess?

Moreover, no one knew the process of killing the giants, no living witnesses!

Just a giant's tongue?

I'm afraid they are just a few more fraudsters trying to seize credit.

He clapped his hands, and four secret guards wearing jet-black armor and black masks, with special patterns engraved on the armor, walked out of the shadows.

In the king's words, the carvings on these secret guards flashed with a dark and incomprehensible magical light.

"Go kill these people. No one is qualified to covet my Bo Ren royal family's Star Killer Sword!"

"Yes!"

The secret guards gave a slight salute.

The carvings on the armor disappeared—it was like a carving used for control.

They received the intelligence sheet given by the king, tidied up the black swords on their bodies, which were also convenient for assassination, and got up and walked out.

The sound of footsteps was silent.