Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

The archer, clad in light iron armor, picked up the arrow-stricken deer from the ground, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and after briefly getting his bearings, headed towards one side of the forest.

Not far behind him, Poro followed stealthily.

He remained almost at the limit of visibility, relying solely on scent to track him, moving without a sound.

"Tsk... ambushing me?"

Poro narrowed his eyes; if he hadn't reacted quickly to that guy's arrow, he would have been dead on the spot!

Although Poro wasn't particularly vengeful, the relationship between wolves and humans was generally one of kill or be killed.

But a life-and-death debt—must be repaid!

Of course, most importantly… Poro was curious about where such a person came from.

A hunter?

But most hunters didn't wear such iron armor.

A soldier of the Sino Kingdom?

But the style of the armor didn't quite match.

Could it be related to those Sino Kingdom soldiers who died gruesome deaths…?

The archer walked briskly, covering a distance of about several kilometers.

Poro noticed that along the final stretch, hidden among the vegetation, were several traps, some for capture and others for alert.

Moreover, these traps and mechanisms were extremely cleverly arranged.

In the darkness of night, even Poro would have found them difficult to detect!

Finally, after crossing a hill, the view suddenly opened up—

A small patch of forest had been felled, leaving a clearing.

In the clearing, several tents were pitched within the camp, surrounding a dying campfire in the center.

"Quite a few people!"

Poro wrinkled his nose; he smelled the presence of more than just one human!

Where did they come from?

The Sino Kingdom or… somewhere else?

The archer placed the prey at the corner of the camp, where a considerable amount of game was already piled up.

Several others dressed in the same attire greeted the archer; they embraced briefly and began chatting and laughing.

Poro looked at the sky; dusk was approaching, and the sky was already quite dark.

He took a deep breath and, using the cover of the vegetation, crept towards the camp; a wolf's hearing was excellent, and soon he could hear what the people were talking about.

"How many days has it been? At this rate… we're going to turn into savages."

The archer Poro was tracking said.

"Yeah, hunting every day; we, the elite soldiers of Bo Ren, are skilled in killing people!"

"That's right, I'm waiting to get to the Sino capital and kill a bunch of people!"

"Going to the Sino capital, killing residents and soldiers alike, and returning as heroes! Out here in the wilderness… killing animals, no matter how many, just makes us look like lousy hunters—that's so boring!"

Several soldiers on the ground, dismembering beasts, also shook their heads and complained.

Elite soldiers of Bo Ren?

The Kingdom of Bo Ren?

Poro pricked up his ears; he had seen the name of this country on a map he bought from the Sino Kingdom.

It was a country only slightly smaller than the Sino Kingdom, located to the east of this forest, which was… separated from the Sino Kingdom by only a forest.

Outside the forest, the two countries also bordered each other.

Historically, there had been several conflicts and even wars!

From the talk in the taverns, Poro also knew that the two countries were in a state of intense animosity.

Although the Kingdom of Bo Ren was slightly weaker, ever since the King of the Sino Kingdom established a new queen, the Kingdom of Bo Ren had become somewhat covetous again.

Why were they here?

Poro didn't have any good feelings towards the Sino Kingdom either, but he continued to listen to the idle chatter of these elite soldiers of the Kingdom of Bo Ren.

"Speaking of which, at this rate, our infiltration mission will be delayed; we haven't even entered the Sino border yet; how much time did His Majesty the King… give us?"

One of the elite soldiers of Bo Ren said listlessly.

"What's the use of telling me this?"

The archer shrugged. "His Highness the Prince is the one in charge; otherwise… wait for him to come back, and you go and persuade him?"

"Persuade him? Don't you know that once His Highness the Prince has decided something, it's not so easy to change?!"

"Ugh! Who knows what kind of succubus His Highness the Prince saw that day, so infatuated that he doesn't even listen to His Majesty the King!"

"Have you seen that fairy?"

"No, among us, only His Highness the Prince has seen her."

"I really want to see what she looks like… even the Prince…"

"I don't want to see, I'd say she's probably the kind that curses you as soon as you see her, and is snatched away to be eaten by a demon!"

"Hiss… you dare say that in front of His Highness the Prince?"

"Shh, I'm just telling you guys in private, if His Highness finds out, I'll have to commit suicide on the spot!"

"Really… the Prince wasn't like this before…"

The elite soldiers of Bo Ren looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.

But just as they wanted to say something else, one of them suddenly said in a flustered whisper:

"Shh—don't say anything, His Highness is back!"

Hearing this, Poro also held his breath; immediately, he felt a heavy killing intent faintly spread through the forest; another person was slowly walking towards the camp through the woods!

He turned his head to look.

It was a person wearing matte black armor, with intricate golden patterns engraved on the surface, displaying a shining emblem representing the Kingdom of Bo Ren!

The cloak behind him depicted a roaring lion, and a delicate long sword hung at his waist!

According to the elite soldiers of Bo Ren's address, Poro roughly understood the identity of the newcomer—

The Prince of the Kingdom of Bo Ren!

The killing intent around this prince even made Poro feel a pressure similar to that of a witch hunter!

Under the gaze of the other elite soldiers of Bo Ren, the prince slowly walked into the camp, opened the intricately carved visor of his helmet, revealing a truly handsome face.

His eyes, however, were filled with a kind of… inexplicable infatuation.

"Your Highness."

The elite soldiers of Bo Ren saluted.

But the Prince of Bo Ren did not reply; he casually threw the wild boar he was carrying in one hand onto the ground.

Then, he slowly opened his breastplate and carefully took out a… bright red rose?

"You say… if I offer this wild rose to that beautiful girl, she will definitely smile, right? Her smile… must be beautiful, right?"

The Prince of Bo Ren didn't look at his subordinates; he just stared at the flower in his hand, his eyes dazed, as if immersed in a strange fantasy!

This created a bizarre rift with the oppressive feeling of his physical presence!

The elite soldiers of Bo Ren looked at each other.

In each other's eyes, they saw intense anxiety!

Finally, one of the elite soldiers of Bo Ren stepped forward and knelt before the prince:

"Your Highness, we can't stay here any longer! If we can't go to the Sino Kingdom to carry out the mission—then please return to the Kingdom of Bo Ren and seek another opportunity!"

But the next moment, the prince raised his eyelids, and a surging killing intent burst forth!

But then, his eyes were covered by that infatuation again, and he said dreamily:

"Wait a little longer, wait for me to find her, wait for me to kill those vile, ugly dwarves… wait for me to hold her in my arms, and I will return—to hold a grand wedding…"

Hearing this, the elite soldier of Bo Ren looked distressed, gritted his teeth, and said loudly again:

"Your Highness, you are bewitched! There is no such woman in the world!

According to the intelligence sent from the rear, what you saw is likely the princess of the Sino Kingdom!

She must be a vicious witch casting a curse! She wants to kill you! Control you! This is all a conspiracy of the Sino Kingdom!"

But the next moment, a flash of pale sword light passed—

The kneeling elite soldier of Bo Ren was instantly decapitated!

His face still wore an unbelievable bitterness, blood gushed out, and the headless corpse fell to the ground!

The Prince of Bo Ren sheathed his sword, not caring about the elite soldier he had just killed.

The killing intent in his eyes was once again covered by daze, and he murmured:

"No, even if she is the Sino princess, I will wield my sword for her, destroy that decaying kingdom, and take everything in the world as my betrothal gift—

For the first time, the first time in my life, I felt my… love!

She is mine—she can only be mine!

She is destined to be mine!"

The Prince of Bo Ren's forehead bulged with veins, and he repeated like a demon, "Everyone who wants to touch her, tries to defile her, dares to gaze upon her—

Must die!

Die crying, begging, screaming, with their intestines torn apart, and their bodies crushed to pieces!"