Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Two BMWs, standing by the roadside, Polo Leike and others placed the not-so-many luggage on the carriage.

People from the Kingdom of Boren, and some merchants who stayed in the capital, also walked out from inside the city gate.

After the disaster, the refugees began to return to their hometowns.

And more people began to embark on their journeys again.

"It's time to go, Leike."

Polo looked along the street towards the center of the city.

This side of the street was not the route the giants took into the city, so apart from the half-collapsed palace building in the very center of the city, there was hardly any damage to be seen.

The Boren iron chains on the houses, some of which hindered the passage of civilians, were being slowly removed.

But it is not difficult to see that this is still a prosperous city.

"This is the first time I've stayed in the capital for so long, how is it? Leike, are you a little reluctant to leave?"

"Of course not—"

Leike rolled her eyes at Polo, "If I stay any longer, I won't dare to wear my cloak. If they all become my followers or something, I can't be that kind of... great saint who doesn't even dare to step on bugs!"

"Hey, that's a pity."

Polo smacked his lips, "If you become a god, maybe I can follow you and become a divine envoy."

The old soldier Invi had many bandages wrapped around his body.

But overall, his injuries had improved a lot.

"Let's go, there's still a long way to the next country, and besides, I'm afraid that if I stay in one place for too long, things will change again."

The old soldier Invi glanced at Polo, preparing to climb on his horse.

"Change?"

Polo keenly heard a slightly different meaning, "What do you mean?"

"Unlike these giants, some things are like maggots on bones, and if you stay in one place, you will always be caught up."

The old soldier Invi flickered slightly, and continued to speak, "Like—"

But at this moment, the old soldier's expression froze. At this moment, Polo saw in his eyes that familiar, undisguised hatred.

"Ah, no need to explain, you should have sensed it by now, right?"

As the old soldier spoke, Polo instantly sensed that inside his body—

That long-dormant, almost forgotten restlessness began to surge again!

In the depths of Polo's ghostly green wolf eyes, the dazzling red light was somewhat uncontrollably escaping!

"I see, is it that prince who spread the dance plague?"

"Yes, it's him, those lingering devils."

The old soldier Invi looked at Leike, who was the only one who hadn't sensed it, and added, "They are moving towards here."

"Could it be... are we going to leave again?"

Leike opened her eyes wide, and he reacted to the possessed prince that the two were referring to.

In the city of Sino, the residents of the city were uncontrollably dancing under the influence of the dance plague, until they fainted. Those horrified and fearful faces because they could no longer control their bodies flashed before their eyes.

"This time, can we change our approach?"

Polo spoke, he understood what Leike meant.

When in the capital of Sino, the group did not have the means to fight this strange prince. At that time, Leike's combat power was still at the level of mortals, and his magic had not yet begun.

They could only temporarily avoid the edge and abandon the city and flee.

But now, these lingering guys have still found their traces.

More importantly, the Kingdom of Boren behind them, this city that had just survived the war, was once again caught in the dance plague because of the possessed prince who followed—that was something Polo could never accept!

"Is that what you all think?"

The old soldier held the reins in one hand, and his eyes looked in the direction of the possessed prince's(入魔王子: possessed prince) aura. Polo and the others could not see his expression.

"Yes, these days, the people in the city have been calling me the savior hero."

At this time, Leike spoke. She held the hilt of the Star Killing Sword in one hand and looked around at the Boren people coming in and out of the city gate, and the "heroic statue" that was placed in the center of the city square.

"Although I am not as great as they think, but..."

"I don't want to watch these people who have just escaped from death fall into eternal danger again without trying."

Leike raised her head and looked at the old soldier, "Uncle Invi, do you think we can kill that prince now?"

The old soldier's body trembled, and he turned his head and stared at the sword on Leike's waist.

After a while, he suddenly showed a rare smile, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were bent because of this.

"If your sword can be like that day, maybe... it can really be done!"

"Then let's try to stop that prince outside the city?"

Leike clenched the hilt of the sword, and the determination when hunting giants that day lit up again from the depths of her pupils.

"Even those giants who were taller than houses died under the sword—this time, this prince may run into a wall."

In Polo's eyes, the fighting spirit that surged out could no longer be extinguished.

But strategically despising the enemy, tactically... we still have to pay attention to it. Most of the time, it is better to be prepared.

"Mr. Invi, what are the characteristics of that possessed prince? What do you know?"

"Of course, every day, every day, I dream—I want to kill those guys!"

The old soldier's eyes were a little excited, but he was quickly suppressed by calmness, "Now, I will tell you about the tactics that may be needed to kill that possessed prince."

"Time is running out, it seems... saving the world is less than a week away, and I'm going to be a savior again?"

Polo looked at Leike, "Boren great hero, is your sword ready?"

"Hey, Polo, I really didn't want to be a great hero!"

Leike rolled her cute eyes at Polo again, and the hand on the hilt of the sword slowly pulled it out.

The few people saw that the sword of the Star Killing Sword, the original unremarkable metal sword surface, became illusory again, and a ray of starlight escaped.

"But I and the Star Killing Sword are ready."

......

In the dust, on the road leading to the capital of Boren.

A **** and strange carriage slowly drove out of the smoke and dust.

The lines on the carriage body are complex and gorgeous, with the beauty of court paintings, and... a magical and abnormal dynamic.

Pulling the cart are four creatures that have been abnormally infected and cannot see their original appearance.

The fur is open, replaced by countless limbs that twitch all the time. They twist and dance strangely in the air, but with each step, a different limb can land on the ground, driving the carriage forward smoothly.

Beside the carriage, countless people with horrified faces are dancing and following.

Judging from their clothes, most of them are passers-by who have been infected.

They are already ragged, and the surface of their exposed skin is already scarred, and their faces are cyanotic and gray before dying from overwork.

But everyone still can't control their bodies, they run convulsively, chasing the possessed prince's(入魔王子: possessed prince) chariot!

"Squeak—"

At this time, the chariot suddenly stopped.

Of course, the infected humans and the trailer monsters did not stop, they were still twisting strangely in place.

Just no longer moving forward.

In front of the carriage, in the middle of the road not far away, stood a man in military uniform, from the appearance, it was the old soldier Invi!

The next moment, the curtain covering the carriage was lifted.

A gray and white palm wrapped in a delicate sleeve slowly stretched out from it.