Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Inside the flagship of the Conquest Sky-ship, in a secluded room, lay the library of the Weisser Kingdom.

Polo looked up at the bookshelves around him, the books covered in dust, indicating they hadn't been touched or cared for in a long time.

"Mr. Polo, could you please get me that book… um, the one on the second shelf from the top, the leftmost one?"

Polo looked up and used his telekinesis to retrieve the book from the shelf.

It wasn't a magic book, but an ordinary book about the governing records of the Weisser Kingdom.

"You've already won. Aren't you going to rest? You've been reading for a whole day and night."

Polo placed the book on the desk in front of Prince Happy.

"Thank you."

Prince Happy took the book and quickly opened it, his one blue and one green eye scanning the pages, while rapidly taking notes in a notebook.

After writing a few lines, he looked at Polo, pointed to his face, and smiled: "Do you think I need to rest looking like this? Just a moving statue."

"But statues don't read books, nor are they revered as leaders by their people."

Polo replied.

"Yes, just like I was countless years ago. I could see the suffering, but I couldn't move and couldn't change anything."

Prince Happy nodded and continued to look through the books on the desk.

Most of them were geographical records related to the Weisser Kingdom, and some historical documents.

"I never experienced or participated in any wars, nor did I study governance—

When I was an ordinary person, I grew up in 'Sans Souci Palace,' without contact with the outside world. I could get anything I wanted, and my ears were filled with praise and blessings from those around me.

I knew nothing, so I was happy."

As Prince Happy spoke, he inserted arrows as bookmarks between several books, pulled out a map, and began to sketch something. "Until I saw the suffering and decided to bring happiness to everyone, I realized how difficult that ideal was.

I need to learn, summarize, and think from books, and draw experience from failures…

To revive my homeland of Goth, I devoted countless days and nights, and I also did my best to face sudden wars.

Now, it's the same."

Polo looked at the pages in Prince Happy's hands, the words written in the language of the Weisser Kingdom. He knew what Prince Happy was doing.

"Are you preparing for the Weisser Kingdom?"

"Yes, I took over this war-torn country and its people from the hands of the Weisser Kingdom—so I have a responsibility to make the country better and the people live better.

Now, I have superhuman abilities, I can do more—then I must do it!"

"I see…"

Polo nodded, a glimmer of light in his eyes as he looked at Prince Happy.

Having traveled with Leake, he had seen many kings, but this one was the most respected.

"But… Polo, thank you for your help. The king always has to give heroes some rewards. Uh, what do you want?"

Prince Happy looked at Polo, who was staring at him near the bookshelf, misunderstood something, and showed a little apology.

"Although Goth Kingdom doesn't have much money now, you can take anything you fancy. As for anything else you want, I can decide…"

"It's okay, we don't need those things—after all, we are not mercenaries."

Polo shook his head and turned to leave, "As for the reward, keep it for now. Let's just say we haven't thought about it yet."

This flying ship was indeed well-built. When hovering in the air, there wasn't even much shaking.

Polo walked up the steps towards the top deck.

In the corridor, he could still see many Goth soldiers patrolling and cleaning, and many corners still had traces of blood.

At a small platform in the upper left.

The distant sea of clouds undulated around the flying ship, like waves in a fairyland, and at the railing, Leake stood quietly at the edge, her golden hair like flowing silk threads, dancing freely in the wind.

"Hey, Polo, you're here."

Leake heard the voice, turned around, her pink lips slightly raised. The sunlight shone on her fair face, outlining soft contours, with a faint golden halo.

"Yeah, the war is over, we can rest for a while. How does it feel at such a high place?"

Polo smiled and walked to the girl's side. He put his foot on the railing and looked down.

The Conquest Sky-ship was not flying too high. From this position, Polo's vision could still see the battlefield below.

Those dense black spots represented the soldiers of the Weisser Kingdom.

"This height is different from when we were in the Giant's Garden."

The girl tilted her head and thought for a while, pointing downwards and continuing, "In the Giant's Garden, that height and the clouds obscured my vision, and I couldn't see the ground.

But this time, although it's high, I can see more… including this, the previous battlefield."

As Leake spoke, she turned to look at Polo, "Polo, the Goth Kingdom won the war, and the Weisser King who only knew how to conquer is dead. Does that mean the war here has finally stopped?"

"Many major human conflicts stop after wars."

Polo also responded, his gaze looking into the distance, a red light flashing deep in his eyes, but the power of Circular Regression still couldn't let him see everything. The scenery further away was obscured by milky white clouds.

"But now, standing at such a high position, I still don't know where the last war will be."

A hint of contemplation also flashed in Polo's eyes. After Leake's words, he thought of many things again.

From the Blue Kingdom, through Swire, to Goth, and in the rumors, those wars that have not yet been witnessed, he understood that in this distorted era, the flames of war, even after this, would never be cut off.

"Polo, are you referring to the Swire Kingdom, and… the Blue Kingdom and the others?"

"Yes, wars are always for something. Human wars will stop after achieving certain goals, but I don't know, what are the real goals of the Swire Kingdom, and that Bluebeard?

And the Weisser King, just pure war? Slaughter?"

Polo shook his head, "Like the Swire Kingdom's claim of 'fighting enemies on behalf of God,' a necessarily wrong excuse, and Bluebeard's claim to his own soldiers of 'purging rebels.'

Are they launching wars really as they say—for something better?

I'm afraid only they themselves know."

"Are you saying that the monarch of the Swire Kingdom is not waging war for the justice of God as they say?"

"I'm not sure, but now, at least one monarch is fighting for justice."

"Is it Prince Happy?"

"Yes."

Polo smiled and conjured a page from his hand, shimmering with golden light.

[Circular Regression: Prince Happy · Love Sacrifice]

[Complete the unsealing ceremony, obtain Fairy Tale Authority!]

[Fairy Tale Authority: Under strong belief, you can sacrifice or give up anything you own or ability in exchange for a short period of transcendent power!]

[Unsealing Ceremony: The shining prince, using self-sacrifice to dispel suffering, such beauty should not disappear—help Prince Happy dispel those villains who erode hope!]

[Description: When he finally stood above the city and had the power to look down on the world, he could no longer be happy]

[He found that his pure gold body was so powerless at this moment—unable to fill any hungry stomach, unable to warm even a homeless child without clothes]

"Whether from this page or his actions, he is indeed a good leader."

"Sacrificing oneself to make others live better—this is indeed what a saint would do."

As Polo spoke, he looked to the side at another flying ship parked in the air. On the flying ship, the flag of the Weisser Kingdom was being taken down by two Goth soldiers and replaced with a new flag.

The pattern on the flag of the Goth Kingdom is a crying eye on a golden tower.

"And the Weisser King, he had the power to build such flying warships, such a huge army and soldiers, but he only thought about conquering.

War itself should never be the goal.

This flying ship, born for war, reminds me of another fairy tale called the Vicious Prince."

//Andersen's Fairy Tale · The Vicious Prince

Polo let go of his hand, and a second golden page appeared, depicting a huge flying ship crashing, emitting flames and black smoke.

[Circular Regression: Vicious Prince · Tiny Attack]

[Fairy Tale Authority: Even the most unimaginable powerful opponent will suffer greatly when their weak point is hit]

[The unsealing ceremony has been completed, obtain Fairy Tale Authority!]

[Unsealing Ceremony: Defeat the fantasy of the brutal dictator, end his ambition to conquer!]

[Description: He covered his head, screaming, those wildness, killing desires were blurred in the unbearable sting, he did not expect until his death—he who always dominated everything, conquered everything, abused everything, would die from the bite of mosquitoes]

"Good luck, guessed another one right?"

Polo looked at the description of this page, the content of the Fairy Tale Authority seemed somewhat broad, its effect made Polo somewhat difficult to understand, or rather… what does a powerful opponent refer to?

He tried to imagine the flying ship below, the Goth soldiers in the distance, or Leake as opponents in his mind, but he couldn't trigger the effect of this Circular Regression.

"Forget it, it will always be useful."

Polo put away the page. Following the orders of the Goth soldiers in the flying ship, the flying ship began to fly slowly, towards the direction it came from.

The Weisser Kingdom was destroyed in the tyrannical conquest of their king.

The Goth army, and the incorporated army of the Weisser Kingdom, passed through city after city. Some of these cities were originally part of the Weisser Kingdom, but most were occupied during the war.

In many cities, hearing that the Goth Kingdom had won and that this place would become the territory of the Goth Kingdom.

Some citizens and laborers showed happy expressions.

During the reign of the Weisser King, they shed their blood and sweat, but did not get much of what they deserved, only feeling the pain of separation again and again in the war.

But more people, seeing the soldiers wearing armor and carrying long swords, still looked terrified.

Not everyone trusts Prince Happy like the Goths.

In their view, most kings do not care about the feelings of their subjects—the wars they launch will only make people more painful in the end.

"Under the tyranny of the tyrant, these people, they are really pitiful…"

Leake looked to the side at a house that looked half-collapsed.

Judging from the traces of the ruins of the house, the reason for its collapse came from an explosion falling from a high altitude, and the origin of such an explosion was already obvious.

The tip of the iceberg of destruction on the Weisser King's road to conquest.

And in that destroyed house, a ragged woman was holding a similarly dirty child, shivering and hiding in the shadows, avoiding the flying ship in the sky.

"But fortunately, Prince Happy won."

Polo smiled and said, "With his ability, he will change all this. In the world as it is now, a saint-like leader is indeed invaluable."

Leake held her Star Killer Sword, looking at the other side, the golden Prince Happy, walking out of the team, bending down, and reaching out to the woman hiding under the house.

Prince Happy's lips moved slightly, not knowing what he said.

The fear on the woman's face gradually disappeared. She hesitated for a moment, stretched out her thin hand, connected with Prince Happy, and walked out of the shadows again, standing in the light.

Leake looked away and looked at Polo and said:

"Those Goth Kingdom warriors also respect me very much, but that kind of respect is different from that for Prince Happy. I thought before that I killed those bad guys and helped many people.

Now, I understand that in most cases—

People like Prince Happy can help more people.

I can kill the Weisser King, but I don't have the ability to let the thousands of people who have been tortured by war live a happy life again…"

"Yes, human prosperity is mostly created by people like Prince Happy, but they are far more ordinary and obscure than him. Compared with destruction, creation is always silent."

After hearing Leake's words, Polo smiled and continued:

"But don't be discouraged, Leake, what we can do is equally important, just like ending a tyrannical rule—in the chaotic night, a sword is also needed to set things right."

While Leake and Polo were talking, not far away, a Goth Kingdom messenger anxiously separated the crowd and rushed to Prince Happy.

He knelt on one knee and quickly reported something.

After that, Prince Happy's expression became a little dignified. After a little thought, he walked towards Leake and Polo:

"Two, I'm very sorry, but… can you do me another favor?"

"But speak without restraint."

Leake and Polo looked at each other.

"Help me stop a war that shouldn't happen."

"In the Kingdom of Weiser," said Prince Happy, "a rebel army composed of laborers, slaves, and citizens of several countries invaded by the Kingdom of Weiser seems to have mistaken us for Weiser's conquerors..."

Following the Goth soldiers, Leike and Polo also arrived at the front line.

Not far away, beneath a city, everyone was fully armed. Many riders and soldiers, with swords drawn and crossbows ready, stood in a state of high alert, facing the Goth soldiers.

In the center of that army stood a girl in a battle skirt, riding a heavily armored bear, holding a long sword, and making a provocative gesture towards them.

"Uh, haven't you tried talking to them about this misunderstanding? And... who is that? It looks like that girl is their leader?"

Polo asked, somewhat puzzled.

"That girl should be the last princess of the fallen Kingdom of Bell, known as the Bear Princess. She's very powerful.

When the Kingdom of Weiser attacked our Goth, this Bear Princess united many people, commanded a poorly equipped army, and defeated the fully armed garrison left behind by the Kingdom of Weiser."

Prince Happy replied without hesitation. He already had a general understanding of the opposing army's background, and his words revealed admiration. But then, his tone changed, becoming somewhat helpless.

"But this princess, although skilled in leading troops, is a bit... stubborn.

She has already detained more than a hundred Weiser people who had surrendered to me, and she also believes that I am an ambitious person like the King of Weiser. The envoys I sent have also been detained by her."

"So, you mean..."

"I don't want to go to war with her. I heard that the Bear Princess is more willing to talk to powerful warriors, but in my army... there are no particularly outstanding soldiers."

Prince Happy looked at Leike and Polo seriously and said, "Can I ask you to be my envoys and help me persuade that Bear Princess?"