Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

In the hidden lower level, the furnace roared, its golden flames dancing wildly.

Within the space crisscrossed by chains.

Lake, hand on the hilt of her sword, gazed at the old angel Karen, locked behind the table:

"If we destroy these chains, would you be able to escape?"

Lake asked, "That way, the Gluttony Witch wouldn't be able to draw on your power?"

"It's not that simple, of course. I am an angel, after all, and I tried to break them myself in the beginning of my confinement."

The old woman paused, shaking her head, "But these chains were forged with faith and magic. How could mortal tools even scratch them?"

"I think my sword is pretty powerful too."

Lake said, taking out the silver star, and with a flick of her wrist, the mirror-like Star Killer sword appeared in her hand.

"Little girl, ordinary magic swords won't do any good. In fact, they might damage your sword…"

"It's okay, it's worth a try."

Lake said, raising the Star Killer sword and slashing at one of the chains—

"Clang!"

Metal clashed against metal, sending out a series of sparks!

The chain did not break.

The old woman seemed to have expected this. She said helplessly:

"See? These chains are indeed very strong."

"It's really hard. Before, the Star Killer sword could cut through anything easily."

Lake's hand trembled slightly as she muttered, "But… I think maybe if I cut it a few more times, maybe it will break."

After Lake finished speaking, she raised the Star Killer sword in her hand again.

"How is that possible? These chains won't even have a scratch—"

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the chain that had been struck, and then her voice stopped, because she saw that there was already a deep sword mark at the point where the chain and the sword collided!

"How could this be?!"

Seeing Lake about to swing the Star Killer sword again, the old woman hurriedly said, "Wait!"

"Uh, what's wrong?"

The old woman did not answer, her old eyes fixed on the mirror-like long sword in the girl's hand.

Unlike the chain, there was not a single gap in the blade of the shiny sword.

"Your sword…"

The old woman's large, knobby hand trembled suddenly.

She seemed to have thought of something, muttering to herself, "It shouldn't be, mortal iron plus any amount of magic is impossible… The glow of this sword is like…"

As she spoke, she stopped and was silent for a moment, shaking her head as if telling herself, "No, how is that possible?"

"What's wrong? Ms. Karen?"

Lake asked strangely.

"It's nothing, just thinking about some distant things."

The old woman raised her eyes again and said, "Okay, even if you can cut these chains, it's best not to do so.

Do you see the patterns on the surface of those chains? As long as one of them is broken…

That Angel of Abundance will teleport here immediately!"

"Ah?"

Lake thought for a moment, this was indeed very likely to happen.

"Then how can we save you?"

"Sever the Gluttony Witch's control over faith and angelic power, and extract the power that does not belong to her from her body… While she is still just a false angel."

The old woman shook her head dejectedly, "I'm sorry, I've already told you what I know about how to do it specifically.

Although I am an angel, I don't know much about magic.

Now, bound by chains, it will be difficult to help in the future."

…

The hidden top floor of the Candy Castle, the Gluttony Witch's room.

Poro opened the thickest notebook.

This is also the Gluttony Witch's most core and most important magic notebook.

It contains the most magical knowledge.

Accurately speaking, the name of this magic notebook can be called…

《Gourmet Magic》

Compared with the magic of the Scarlet Witch and the Queen, the magic of the Gluttony Witch is even more complex and varied.

But Poro understood that if he wanted to defeat this… false angel who covered the entire plain with magic, it was far from enough to just understand these!

The pocket watch ticked slightly.

Like approaching dark clouds.

Sixty seconds…

Fifty seconds…

Thirty seconds…

This time, Poro gritted his teeth and lined up several notebooks on the witch's bookshelf, flipping out several pages drawn with flashing patterns.

The mind construction array of the corresponding magic!

"Shred—"

Poro did not hesitate at all, tearing them off one by one, and finally, inserting several magic notebooks back into the bookshelf.

The final time limit, there has never been a 100% win rate battle.

Sometimes, in order to achieve certain imagined scenarios.

You can only… gamble everything.

…

Poro's room.

The unfolded pages, the mind construction magic circle on it, flickered with a faint magic light, and became stronger with the infusion of spirit.

"The third mind construction array…"

Poro took a deep breath.

The soul began to fall into it.

The scene began to blur, in the illusion, the surroundings were full of illusions composed of delicacies, very similar to the real castle, biscuit tables and chairs, chocolate walls, egg roll candlesticks…

But soon, these things disappeared, or rather, returned to their original appearance.

A simple room.

Tables and chairs that are about to rot, worn out, full of cracks, leaky walls, dirty and small rooms.

And… the empathy, extreme hunger.

A pair of skinny couples walked up to him. In the illusion, he couldn't see their faces. They were probably the parents of the Gluttony Witch.

"We found you a new home where there is no hunger, and you will soon no longer have to suffer with us."

A somewhat vague voice said.

The vision began to shift, but the two newcomers were equally gaunt.

They also brought a child, and this child was exchanged for the Gluttony Witch's parents.

"But they look hungry too? Is there really no hunger in the new home?"

The Gluttony Witch's voice muttered to herself.

The new room had a different layout, but it was equally bare.

The limbs could not move and were tied up. Two new blurry figures were only in front. In front of them, a large pot was bubbling, emitting snow-white water vapor.

The sound of sharpening knives made the soul trance.

The surrounding scenes were even more chaotic. Obviously, the young Gluttony Witch in the illusion was so hungry that she almost lost consciousness.

At the same time, the sound of sharpening the knife stopped.

One of the figures gradually came forward, and… a bright and sharp knife.

"Don't be afraid, child, after that, we will no longer be hungry."

The man's voice said weakly.

"Won't be hungry? Is there… something to eat?"

The voice of the young Gluttony Witch.

"Yes, when you get there, you can get anything you want to eat. The ground there is all cakes and barbecue, and the houses are all candies and delicacies. You can eat as much as you want.

In that place, there is no more hunger…"

Following the hoarse voice of that blurry figure, the dilapidated scenes around him blurred and changed again before his eyes.

Chocolate walls, biscuit tables and chairs, indoor furnishings made of candy…

The waxy and thin appearance of the man who was getting closer was also distorted.

It turned into a long croissant.

Further away, the woman's fat red dress was also changing, becoming a… jam-covered dessert.

"So fragrant…"

The young Gluttony Witch said, and her hands actually broke free from the tightened ropes.

Two crisp sounds of the ropes breaking under pressure were quickly drowned out in the illusion that was quite real!

"Sure enough, I wasn't cheated. So much, delicious food…"

The young Gluttony Witch stretched out her hand and grabbed the two huge desserts.

The yellow croissant and the red dessert did not approach, but retreated instead.

"No, don't go, little dessert, I'm so hungry… I want to eat something!"

The Gluttony Witch rushed forward, pounced on the croissant, and the fast red dessert. She tore off the sweet desserts and bread, swallowing the soft taste and the sweet and delicious jam inside!

"Strawberry-flavored jam!"

Red juice splashed out, sticking to the corners of her mouth, with a sweet taste.

The inner layer of the dessert was also mixed with fillings of different tastes, including hard fruits and fruits of different flavors.

Until the two huge desserts were eaten into her stomach.

A comfortable, warm sense of fullness enveloped her whole body.

"Hiccup—

Great, for the first time, I ate… so full, thank you, this is the best dessert I have ever eaten!

Really, thank you very much…

This must be the paradise my parents told me about, right?"

…

After that, the lingering taste began to fade.

The illusion from the mind construction magic circle also shattered rapidly, and Poro's soul was drawn out of the illusion, as if crawling out of the deep sea.

Heavy emotions, empathy for hunger and fullness, began to disappear.

"Huff… Huff…"

Poro breathed heavily, opened his mouth, wanting to vomit, but nothing came out.

Before this magical hunger and appetite had faded from his body, Poro raised his claws and pointed to a silver plate on the table, and the metal plate began to change rapidly—

It turned into a smooth pancake.

"Huff, the third magic is almost… ready to use. It can be used on such objects, and it can also be used on people."

Poro felt a heat in his nose, and raised his claws to wipe it.

A drop of bright red blood.

"The cost of overloaded learning to use magic?"

He shook his head, dizzily unfolded the next page, "But it's not enough, next… the… fourth magic.

At least, it must reach the level where it can be used."

…

"Knock knock knock—"

The door was knocked on, Lake opened the door, outside the door, an awakened saint.

The holy emblem on his chest marked the number "thirty-one".

"It's time to make the Eucharist, right?"

Lake asked.

"Yes, both of you, the Angel of Abundance likes the Eucharist you cook very much, and evaluates it as a novel delicacy that has never been experienced before.

Perhaps soon, you will be qualified to step into the ranks of awakening and get a glimpse of the gospel of heaven!"

The awakened saint said with a smile, and, as before, led the two to the secret kitchen.

Fresh ingredients were placed on the stove in front of Lake and Poro.

But unlike before, after understanding the magic of the Gluttony Witch, the ingredients exuded a special golden magic light in Poro's eyes.

Sure enough, how could the ingredients for making the Eucharist be ordinary things?

Those golden magic lights were exactly the same as the light dust that the old "First Saint" had turned into that Poro had seen before!

"Made from… the spiritual flesh and faith of a cook?"

Poro lowered his eyes.

The red meat and vegetables changed under the trance of vision.

Flashes of bloody skin and flesh, white bones, unblinking pupils, and… the wailing of wraiths.

"Start, Poro, did you see anything?"

Lake's voice asked.

"I saw…"

Poro closed his eyes, opened them again after a few seconds, and the ingredients in front of him returned to their original state, looking very fresh, "The sin of the so-called 'Angel of Abundance'…

It's nothing, let's start, Lake."

Cutting the red meat into fillings, the knife edge cutting up and down, with a snow-bright cold light.

The snow-white dough is squeezed into a circular skin, wrapped in the filling, and gently pressed in the hand to pinch out butterfly-shaped ripples.

After that, the dumplings rolled in the water, and after they were thoroughly cooked inside and out, they exuded a faint fragrance.

Picking up the dumplings, Poro looked at the steaming exterior.

Chaotic color blocks began to intertwine in front of him again.

Poro opened his mouth and put some of the dumplings in his mouth, and a ray of magic light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Illusion.

A man's voice, it sounded like the dead "First Saint".

"Green-skinned fruit, cut into small pieces, simmer for five minutes, the taste is better…"

A sweet taste came from the green jam entrance.

"Hexagonal plum, add sugar, ratio of two to one…"

Another special prune dessert, with a sour and sweet taste.

Immediately afterwards, the taste and memory of one delicacy after another were stimulated in an instant!

Is this… the sensation that the Gluttony Witch got?

Poro exhaled a long breath, using his soul to suppress the throbbing in his heart. Only by mastering the Gluttony Witch's magic can he feel the true taste of these "Eucharists".

At the same time, in these "Eucharists", there is also a kind of "poison" formed by faith.

Under the effect of the Gluttony Witch's magic, other people who eat such "Eucharists" will be confused by this poison.

"In a sense, such delicacies are more of a… poison that penetrates into the bone marrow."

Poro whispered a spell, which was created through some knowledge about angels and faith explained by the old angel Karen, plus Poro's magic attainments.

The effect is to strip away the poison of faith that has been immersed in the Eucharist.

In the illusion in front of him, the picture and sensation of the First Saint tasting delicacies began to dissipate and fade—

In the dim light, a man appeared, sitting in the shadows.

He held his head in his hands, the fanatical expression on his face gradually fading and disappearing.

Within his soul, the memories of the First Saint flashed back once more.

This time, he saw a woman holding a child's hand, rapidly retreating backward, their faces becoming blurred.

"Daddy..."

The child's voice grew more and more distant.

At the same time, the First Saint's voice slowly echoed:

"What... was I originally fighting for? I remember some things now, it seems... I had a family?

But why have I forgotten everything, why?"

In the illusion, the First Saint knelt down in frustration, tears streaming down his face.

All the colors became dim and dull, until the food in Poro's mouth was completely digested.

"Huff..."

Poro reopened his eyes, and the remaining dumplings had already been placed in a bowl, with a few green vegetable leaves floating on the surface of the clear broth.

The aroma was enticing.

"Well done."

An awakened Saint stepped forward, took the Eucharist made by Leike and Poro, and then walked towards another direction in the corridor.

"Eat, Bountiful Angel, consider the dumplings you wrapped as... a gift for truly helping many people escape hunger!"

Putting the cooking utensils back into the package, he left the hidden kitchen with another Saint.

A glimmer of light, unnoticed by anyone, flashed in Poro's eyes, and in his spiritual world, a page slowly opened.

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