Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

In the green forest, the wind stilled, and amidst the light, a wide-open space appeared.

The Bountiful Plains had arrived.

Ahead, the wooden sign with a welcoming message still stood in the sunset, but beside the sign, the delicacies were covered in a layer of dust—

This would never have happened before, when the Gluttony Witch's magic was still working perfectly.

Passing through the path between the wheat fields.

They saw that the wheat fields on both sides were no longer empty; some townspeople were harvesting the wheat.

"Ha—welcome back, folks! I thought I'd have to wait a year or two at least!"

Just as they entered the town, the familiar figure of the fat townsman emerged from an alley.

Behind him, Hansel and Gretel peeked out, waving shyly at them.

"So, about that world-saving thing... how did it go?"

The fat townsman looked them up and down, then leaned in, lowered his voice, and asked mysteriously, "That... you know... the dance..."

"You mean the Dance Plague?"

Leake said with a smile, "It's been resolved. No one will die from the Dance Plague anymore."

"Cool—"

The fat townsman blinked and said admiringly.

"How's the situation in the Bountiful Plains recently?"

Veteran Invi looked around the town. The tables placed on both sides of the street were mostly empty, with no food on them.

"Food is still enough, so we haven't seen the situation like outside, but if this continues... this place will soon be engulfed in famine again."

The fat townsman said, taking a wrapped pastry from his pocket, putting it in his mouth, and gently biting off a piece.

Then, he showed them the bitten part.

The bitten part did not regenerate.

"Although the magic still covers the Bountiful Plains, the speed at which our food regenerates and its preservation properties have become almost the same as normal over time."

The fat townsman shook his head and continued, "If I want this bite to regenerate, it will now take almost a whole night.

Before, our food would never spoil, but now, compared to the outside, it only has the 'preservation' ability."

After speaking, the fat townsman smiled at them, but since it hadn't been long since Leake and the others left, his appearance hadn't changed much.

"But it's okay. How could there be so many unearned good things in the world?

At least the wheat here is growing well. I can't be a pastry chef... I can still be an ordinary baker!"

The fat townsman said, although he didn't seem to care in his words, the expression on his face still carried some undisguised disappointment.

He thought for a moment and then reminded, "But... many people may indeed have some opinions about this. Don't mind them."

In the Miracle City of Sweet, the colorful clouds that were originally formed by magic in the sky had mostly dissipated.

In the distant city, the Candy Castle was surrounded in the middle.

But compared to before Leake and the others arrived, it seemed... somewhat dirty and messy. After the magic's effects wore off, the remaining cleaning abilities couldn't remove all the dust.

A thin layer of dust had covered the surface of the castle.

And after the magic gradually失效, the castle's heavy weight and the mismatch with its food material caused deep cracks to be pressed out on the castle's surface.

This was still because... the most core formation was protecting the center of the castle.

Approaching the castle, there were many people surrounding it below.

Some were former Saints with somewhat disheveled clothes, and some were residents of Sweet.

The Saint speaking at the head, facing the crowd, had the number "Three" displayed on his chest. After the collapse of faith, not many Saints could remain rational and avoid major blows.

And Saint Three was one of them.

Although the Gluttony Witch was dead in her castle, there were still many dangers.

Many of the formations were key to maintaining the entire Bountiful Plains barrier and preventing the Candy Castle itself from collapsing.

Under such circumstances, before Leake and the others returned...

It was necessary to restrict ordinary people from entering.

"Everyone, please don't make a fuss. The evidence and claims that the Bountiful Angel is a witch have already been told to everyone. We must wait for the real Angel to return..."

Saint Three said, waving his hand, making a downward gesture, as if to calm the emotions of the Sweet residents below.

But the residents below didn't seem to appreciate it.

They were still shouting, and many of their words were filled with impatience.

"Impossible! The Bountiful Angel could never be a man-eating witch?! Don't joke around—"

"That's right, didn't the Bountiful Angel give you this outfit?"

"You must be making it up!"

"Yes, the food in the Bountiful Plains will soon not regenerate. This must be God's punishment! You must hand over the sinners and execute them!"

"Yes, the snacks I just made can't regenerate after being eaten. What should I do?!"

"Not letting us into the castle? Is there something unspeakable inside? Even if not, why not distribute the food to everyone?"

In the beginning, the situation in Sweet City wasn't this bad, but after all the delicacies gradually lost the protection of magic, people began to have different voices.

Since there were quite a few Saints who witnessed the battle, the truth about the Gluttony Witch's death couldn't be concealed.

In addition...

The usually abundant life was once again facing the risk of loss.

Many residents had quite a few complaints about this.

In addition, most of these people had never seen Karen's angelic appearance, so they had many doubts about the truth told by the Saints.

"I understand your questions, but the Angel told me before leaving that she would return. Please wait for a certain time..."

Saint Three was still trying to explain.

But then, another resident said loudly:

"We want to see the Angel. If there really is a real Angel..."

Just as Saint Three was feeling a bit overwhelmed, the corner of his eye suddenly saw several figures walking towards him in the crowd.

And after seeing Karen, who looked like just a little girl in front.

A trace of fanaticism and joy finally appeared in his eyes.

"Thank you, sir, for helping us... protect this place when we left."

Karen said lightly, although she had the appearance of a child, a trace of depth reappeared in her golden pupils, "Next, leave it to me."

"Angel... this... this is what I should do."

Saint Three said flatteringly, bowing respectfully.

As an excellent chef, he had been a devout believer for a long time, so after knowing the truth about the Bountiful Angel and seeing the real Angel Karen, he quickly accepted everything.

Although his heart was also filled with pain, he was also the first Awakened Saint to agree to help Polo and the others.

Karen walked forward, and the residents below became uncertain when they saw this scene.

But some people didn't hide their doubts about Karen, who didn't show the power of an Angel at this time.

Until... golden brilliance burst out from Karen's body.

Snow-white wings opened from behind Karen, and a golden halo appeared above Karen's head. In an instant, a pressure from the power of an Angel spread out.

In just an instant, the entire audience was silent.

No one would ever doubt an Angel, because... this powerful pressure was something that human imposters could never imitate.

Uh, or rather, the existence that could produce this oppressive force.

Even if it wasn't an Angel, it wasn't someone to be trifled with!

"I am the Angel you want to see. You can call me Karen.

I will stay here for a long time in the future, stay in Sweet—so you can rest assured."

Karen's words still had a childish tone, but under the meaning of the Angel, it showed a kind of sacred etherealness.

"Infinite delicacies are not a reward for those who do not work for them.

During the time I was away, you looked like... you didn't return to the normal life you should have had. Getting something for nothing has never been a matter of course.

I can't bear to see your hunger—

But that doesn't mean you don't have to do those things... that show your self-worth anymore."

Polo and the others looked at Karen and felt a little surprised.

In Karen's eyes, in addition to the golden brilliance, a little orange-red appeared in the depths, like a part of the demonic nature gradually merging with her divine part.

So that she wouldn't be too merciful and compassionate, but wouldn't fall into evil ways either.

To be precise, Karen at this time became a little...

More like a human.

"Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise!

It has no commander, no overseer or ruler, yet it stores its provisions in summer and gathers its food at harvest.

If you are unwilling to dedicate, unwilling to work, unwilling to create something, unwilling to help others...

Then you are not qualified to enjoy God's grace!

Our world is now falling to the edge of the abyss.

I don't want to see at this time... there are still people who are doing some things that incite, attack, and destroy because of greed."

As she spoke, a touch of orange-red appeared in the depths of Karen's golden pupils.

This was not the murderous intent of crazy distortion, but it had a kind of chilling majesty. Under such circumstances.

Whether it was a Saint or an ordinary resident.

They all felt that their hearts were suddenly choked by an invisible palm. Compatible with the sacredness of the Angel's golden light, everyone showed a sense of surrender.

Those residents who had just argued with Saint Three were now trembling all over.

Fearing that they would suffer the Angel's "divine punishment."

"However, as long as I am still in the Bountiful Plains, no one will die of famine—this, I can guarantee."

The red light in Karen's eyes disappeared and turned into pure gold again.

Her voice returned to the gentle and reassuring tone.

On the side, Polo, not far behind, raised his paw, and a magic crystal carved with complex runes, and a white feather of Karen's, slowly flew up.

They merged together, and the crystal emitted a bright light.

The power of the Angel recharged the magic array that had lost some energy.

Behind Karen, the Candy Castle covered with cracks began to repair rapidly. The cracks on the surface disappeared, and some of the collapsed cake tops, as well as the broken traces when Polo fought with the Gluttony Witch before, gradually recovered...

The dust on the surface of the Candy Castle was removed, and the candies and cakes on the surface became radiant again,

Coupled with the holy light all over Karen—it was like a miracle of salvation!

"The blessing really... is back!"

In the crowd, a resident took out half a loaf of bread from his arms.

The cut surface of the bread was regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye!

All the residents and Saints who saw this scene had no doubts.

"Thank you, Angel, for the blessing!"

With a Saint taking the lead, all the residents and Saints knelt down and bowed down.

"Keep kindness in your heart, and paradise is prepared for the good.

Although there is no hunger here, you must not forget them, and you must not be bound by the desire of the tongue. You need to create, to think, to do more meaningful things for yourself—instead of..."

Karen was silent for a moment, and in a daze, she thought of the devil's crazy words before he died, "Instead of really waiting for the end to come in idleness."

……

Candy Castle, the most central, hidden room.

"Okay, in this way, as long as you inject the power of the Angel into it, you can maintain the magic array of the Bountiful Plains."

Polo breathed a sigh of relief and moved his paw away.

The last carved crystal flew into the air and connected with other crystals, emitting regular magic light.

On the side, Karen carefully stared at the rising and falling crystals.

After a while, she lowered her head, reflected the magic book in her hand, and then nodded, "Well, I understand, thank you, Mr. Polo!"

"You're welcome, I don't want to see... such a miraculous plain disappear like this."

Polo shook his head and looked at Karen.

When the Gluttony Witch designed the magic array, there were quite a few parts that used the power of the Angel, so that the entire array could have such great power.

Now, only Karen can use the power of the Angel to continue to control this magic array.

"However, after Leake and I leave, you will have to learn the Gluttony Witch's magic yourself to maintain the magic array and fill in other functions."

Polo looked at the magic notes in Karen's hand and asked, "Ms. Karen, is your Angel power... still enough?

Previously, in addition to stealing Karen's power, the Gluttony Witch also used the poison of faith to guide the faith of the civilians in the Bountiful Plains to strengthen her Angel power.

But now, Karen did not use this method.

And supporting such a miracle obviously requires a lot of energy!

"It's okay."

Karen shook her head, "I will try my best to control the efficiency of the magic array and the food it affects.

So that the humans in the Fertile Plains will not die of hunger, nor will there be waste due to excess, indulging in enjoyment."

"Are you going to stay here all the time?"

Lake also asked, "Giving angel power selflessly to more and more people?"

"Shouldn't angels be like this?"

Calvin answered without hesitation, then his expression became a little dim, "The power of angels can be distorted into the power of Red Shoes, and the power accumulated by Red Shoes in the past hundred years can also be transformed into my angelic power.

So, I should be able to hold on for a while.

Red Shoes, Dance Plague, the disasters it caused, the dead humans, are countless—

And these dancing shoes, initially came from me, it was my feet that were cut off, and it is also a part of me, I will not escape its sins.

Whether as an angel, or atonement...

I don't want the Fertile Plains, such a place extremely similar to paradise, to just disappear like this."

...

A room in Candy Castle, the room they lived in when they were saints.

"Knock knock knock——"

Lake opened the door, and outside the door were the old soldier Invi and Dansi, who also brought Hansel and Gretel.

"Thank you for saving me with Invi."

Dansi looked at Lake and Polo, bowed slightly, and performed an elegant and standard court etiquette.

After coming out of the Mad Dance Abyss, the last part of Dansi's missing sanity was also completed, and the abnormal distorted energy in Invi and Dansi's bodies also disappeared like Polo's.

Fortunately, the body did not receive any irreversible damage.

"You're welcome, Miss Dansi, no matter who it is, they would want to save this world..."

Lake nodded and responded with a smile.

Afterward, the old soldier Invi squeezed out a smile on his old face.

Then, he began to explain his and Dansi's intentions.

"So, old brother Invi, are you here to say goodbye?"

Polo and Lake nodded, but they had expected this.

"Yes, I'm very sorry, I originally wanted to... go with you, after all, you helped me."

Invi's face was a little apologetic, he bowed again and said, "But after the Mad Dancers disappeared, the energy in my body is also gone, now, my body functions...

I'm afraid it will be difficult to help more."

Polo looked at the wrinkles on the old soldier's face. Without the blessing of the Mad Dancers energy, he was just an ordinary retired soldier.

It was obviously difficult for him to face more extraordinary opponents.

Not to mention...

Lake also noticed that Dansi, after regaining her sanity, looked at the old soldier with even more intense love in her eyes.

At the same time, there was also a trace of worry mixed in.

"It's okay, old brother Invi, you can finally take a good rest."

Lake smiled and said.

And Polo, also grinned at the Hansel and Gretel siblings, showing a smile, and said:

"You two, when you stay inSweet, remember to listen to Mr. Invi and Miss Dansi, understand?"

"Yes, we will."

Hansel held his sister's hand and nodded firmly.

Although his face was childish, it carried an unspeakable maturity.

"Uh, Mr. Polo, and... Lake."

At this time, Invi scratched his head again, he held out some invisible things, Polo and Lake looked at his seemingly empty hands, and seemed to understand something.

"Also, take this invisibility cloak, I probably have... no use for it anymore - take care on the journey ahead!"

He said solemnly.

Lake was stunned for a moment, and solemnly took it over. At the moment of getting it, she felt like she was holding a pool of tulle-like flowing water, with a soft and cool texture.

And at the moment when the old soldier moved his hands away, Lake could perceive the outline of the invisibility cloak in her hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Invi."

Lake understood the importance of such a treasure, she nodded and said solemnly, "We will use it well!"

In her chest, the heart of the forest was still emitting a soft, life-giving green light.

The fragrance of food was blown away by the forest wind, the Fertile Plains was gradually covered by forests, but the journey ahead was far from over—

There are still many fairy tales.