Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Blood dripped onto the ground, absorbed by the soil, and a bloody aura surged upwards.

“Prince, your Highness's birthday is almost here. Once we get through that day, we can end all of this…”

A Starfall City soldier forcefully twisted off the head of a Swiss soldier beside him. At the same time, his body was pierced by several swords and fell to the ground.

His hand gripped the long sword at his waist again, and he began to charge towards the front lines of the war—

“How many Swiss people have you killed?”

A soldier beside him, who had also just been resurrected, asked.

“I don’t know. At first, I remembered, but I forgot from which day on.”

The sword was cold, and although the pain of the last death still lingered in his body, he was already numb. His body seemed to have adapted to all of this, and even the battle would no longer be affected.

“Yes, me too. I’ve killed hundreds—maybe even over a thousand? Just like a butcher.”

Rushing out of the Starry Barrier, the bloody wind rushed towards them. They no longer spoke, the thoughts in their minds began to stagnate, and their faces were expressionless—

No longer any passion or roars, only cold, ruthless, and mechanical slaughter.

Blood dripped onto the ground, splashing into blood flowers, and was trampled into mist.

“How many of these Swiss people are there…are there? Are there more than stars? Why can't we…kill them all?”

Inside the Starfall City palace, the Star Child's gaze penetrated the depths of the starlight, and the situation on every battlefield filled his eyes.

Blood, swords cutting through skin, blood gushing like a spring.

The scene he saw was closer, clearer, and more…irritating.

“Three more days, three more days…”

The Star Child, the Starlight Prince, Star Child raised his head and looked at the corner opposite the empty palace, at a silver clock, the time on it slowly passing.

Blood, splashing from arteries, mixed with screams.

A bloody light wrapped around the souls of the Starfall City guards and rose into the sky.

The starry sky seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-colored film…

“What is that? Why is there…blood…on the stars?!”

Star Child cried out, his voice echoing in the empty palace. He pressed his eyes hard, reopened his bloodshot eyes, and looked up.

The crimson in the starry sky disappeared again, still as clean as silver.

“Huff…huff…two more days, two more days…”

Star Child said to himself.

In his ears, the uncontrollable power brought about hallucinations again—

The whimper before death, the sound blurred, as if blocked by the gushing blood, the muffled sound of swords piercing flesh, blood filled the air, carrying a disgusting, rotten stench…

Making Star Child's scalp tingle.

All of this started a long time ago, the nightmares becoming more and more frequent.

Those blurred but bloody scenes were all taken from the battlefield, the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, that Star Child saw through the Starfall City soldiers.

And in the past few days, those terrifying and bloody illusions have become closer.

“Your Highness, the Swiss people have stepped up their offensive, as if preparing to make a desperate charge, advancing at all costs. They may reach the city in two days!”

“Closer, closer?”

Star Child came back to his senses from the empty illusion and looked down. It was the white-robed priest. “You can't die under my power—how can they advance so much?!”

Star Child raised his voice, his emotions becoming a little sensitive. “Tell them to stop them. Just two more days, two days, and I can kill them all, understand?!”

“S-sorry, Your Highness.”

The priest was stunned and hurriedly bowed and retreated outwards.

Star Child looked at the departing figure of the silver-robed priest, opened his mouth, but still said nothing—

He knew that what his subordinate had done was not wrong.

But for some reason, after hearing the priest's voice, he felt a strange, subtle pain in his mind.

The blood seeping into the ground began to rot, and maggots crawled out from under the bloody mud.

“One day, only…one day left.”

Star Child's eyes were bloodshot, no longer as clear as before.

The power of the starlight allowed him to see much more than ordinary people, to feel what all the warriors under the starlight could feel.

The pain of the flesh, the shadow of death, fear, anger, sadness…

Everything came along with the perception, suppressed by the starlight, but on this day, it was like a dam during a flood, cracks appeared and began to collapse—

A long-accumulated avalanche!

Star Child saw a Swiss person walk into the palace, their seven orifices bleeding, but their faces were ferocious, and they were tearing open the chest of a Starfall City soldier with their hands.

As the Starfall City soldier was dying, he stretched out his hand to Star Child.

His mouth opened and closed, trembling, clearly wanting to say “Save me,” but his throat was blocked by blood.

“How can you—”

Star Child said in a lost voice, a chill running through his body, and the bloody scene disappeared. He finally came back to his senses.

“Is it another illusion?”

He rubbed his eyes and looked forward again. On the silver clock, the minute hand was moving towards the dawn of the second day.

In his ears, he could already hear the Swiss people approaching the city, the sound of swords entering flesh, wailing and screams.

“I am the Star Child. I will wait until tomorrow. I will not have any enemies. I cannot lose…”

He stared at the minute hand on the clock with wide eyes.

“Click—click—click—”

In the slight mechanical sound, the minute hand was approaching the boundary of the second day, but for some reason, Star Child did not feel any sense of security, as if some strange irritability was surging deep in his soul.

He looked up at the starry sky, but this time, for some reason, the starry sky did not bring him a sense of security.

“Why?”

He asked in a low voice, even becoming a little pleading, “Stars, I am your child. I should become the king of mankind. You will help me, right?”

“Click—”

The minute hand crossed the finish line in the last flick.

“Finally, finally, I succeeded, I—”

Star Child widened his eyes, revealing a look of joy, but then, the joy froze, because he did not feel any change in his body.

He raised his head in disbelief, but fear, like extremely cold water, poured down on him!

The starry sky had turned completely blood-colored, with no more stars—

Countless bloodshot, malicious dead people's eyes stared down at him!

“Why, what are you…what are you? My stars, where have the stars gone?”

Star Child cried out in a lost voice.

The next moment, a gloomy voice came from below the throne:

“You thought you were a savior, a child of the stars. Now, who do you think you can save? Do you think those hanging in the sky are your parents? Do you think they can really save you?”

Star Child looked down, but it was his silver-robed priest. But at this time, blood was flowing from the priest's eye sockets, his pupils turned into horizontal lines, and two black horns protruded from his forehead!

“You, how dare you talk to me like that? Then die!”

Star Child looked at the priest below, raised a finger, wanting to tear the demon apart with star magic—

But nothing happened. He seemed to have become an ordinary person.

“What's going on?! Why didn't you die—”

At this moment, Star Child finally felt fear. Without the power given by the stars, he didn't know what to do.

Like a helpless child.

For some reason, he thought of the first human father he had seen when he was born, the fragile man who had to cover his face with a mask because he had leprosy…

And that thin and weak woman, who claimed to be a witch, but was so weak that she couldn't even stand the wind.

“Oh, I hear the cries in your heart. How fragile, Prince—

The demon priest took a step forward, his blood-colored demon eyes seemed to have insight into Star Child's heart, and continued, “Let me see, are you thinking of your human parents?”

“How interesting. As far as I know, you have never regarded them as your parents, and you haven't even cared about them for a long time, have you?”

The next moment, the demon priest suddenly raised his hand and threw two black things at Star Child!

Star Child caught them off guard and took a closer look—

They were two heads with blood flowing from their seven orifices, exactly the leper king and his queen!

“Ah—”

Star Child cried out, opened his eyes, and all around was still the palace, the cold starlight scattered in the space.

He raised his hand, and starlight lit up in mid-air, condensing into a sword, twisting with his thoughts, and turning into shields, armor, sculptures, and other shapes…

“Huff, it's okay, it's okay, it's not an illusion.”

Star Child looked not far away. The silver clock was still moving forward, only ten minutes away from the next day.

“Just hold on, wait a little longer…”

Star Child said in a low voice and looked at the door. The silver-robed priest walked in. There was nothing strange about him. Just like usual, Star Child used the power given by the starlight to investigate, and it was the same.

“Did you come over just now and say anything to me?”

Star Child thought for a while and asked.

"Your Highness, I just conveyed your decree to have the generals hold their ground and have only just returned."

The silver-robed cleric's expression seemed somewhat doubtful.

"That's good."

Star Child breathed a sigh of relief. Since this was reality, he only needed to wait until the pointer reached tomorrow...

But the next moment, something completely unexpected happened. A flash of sword light, and the silver-robed cleric's head flew high, crashing to the ground with blood!

Following behind him, a black-armored, golden-crowned figure entered the palace: King Serei!

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Horns of a demon grew on his forehead, and his blood-red eyes looked at Star Child with a teasing gaze.

"You, how did you get in here?!"

Star Child raised his hand, wanting to use his power to kill King Serei, but the starlight that had been swirling around his fingertips just seconds before instantly extinguished.

At the same time, the silver walls throughout the palace began to soften.

Like the melting corpses on the battlefield, they turned into a foul-smelling, viscous blood, dripping onto the ground.

"You, you—"

Star Child looked up at the sky but saw countless pupils beneath the crimson firmament once more.

"You think some illusions can scare me?"

Star Child said loudly, but more than an angry scolding, it sounded more like he was trying to embolden himself.

"Oh, you think this is an illusion? Then why don't you wake up? Besides, pain is not an illusion."

King Serei walked step by step up the steps, stopping in front of Star Child, carrying a strong bloody scent.

Star Child wanted to stand up, but for some reason, his whole body was weak and he couldn't muster any strength.

"You don't know what ordinary people are like. You've been protected so well, never suffering a single injury. Your soldiers are very brave, charging towards death again and again in pain—"

King Serei brought his face close to Star Child, revealing a strange smile, "But their king, does he have the same courage to face torment?"

King Serei sneered, drew the sword from his waist, and shredded the luxurious robe on Star Child's body.

The long sword glowed with fire, slashing across Star Child's body.

"Experience the pain that ordinary people feel, the skin being burned by high temperatures, flesh and bones separating, internal organs burning to ashes..."

The reddish-gold metal branded crisscrossing scorch marks on Star Child's skin.

Without the protection of starlight, the greatest pain that an ordinary person could feel instantly swept through Star Child's body. At this moment, he could no longer think, not even lose consciousness!

He could only open his mouth helplessly, letting out painful screams and wails.

"Ah—"

In the torment of pain, Star Child listened to the minute hand of the clock turning until it stopped—

"Child, relax, relax—don't be afraid."

Star Child opened his eyes again from the gradually disappearing pain, finding himself lying on a bed, with two somewhat familiar people standing beside the bed.

It was King Leprosy and the Queen, who was also an astrologer.

The Queen gently stroked Star Child's cheek, her eyes filled with concern:

"Child, don't be afraid. Just now, it was all Serei's illusion. I have already broken their illusion. You are now in reality. You are the child of the stars. After waiting for a while, no one can defeat you!"

"Really...?"

Star Child raised his head and saw a towering grandfather clock in the corner of the room. On it, there were about five minutes left until the next day.

"Thank you, I..."

Star Child's voice became a little trembling, no longer with the previous feeling of self-importance, "I'm sorry, I may not be as strong as I thought. I thought I was the strongest."

"It's okay."

King Leprosy and the Queen still said with smiles on their faces.

"I'm sorry, I'm not qualified to be the darling of the stars. I may just be an ordinary person. I am your child."

Star Child's voice was a little low.

Hearing Star Child's words, the smiles of King Leprosy and the Queen became more obvious, until they exceeded the scope of ordinary people!

"You, what's wrong with you...?"

Star Child finally realized that something was wrong. His "parents" at this time had their mouths split to the roots of their ears, and blood began to seep from their orifices.

The voice was still gentle but with a hint of madness!

"It's okay, it's okay, child. If you know you're wrong, just compensate us!"

"Your flesh and blood all come from us. Now, return it to us—"

While saying that, the two demons in front of him pounced on him!

Star Child wanted to resist, but the soft bed beneath him had now become a deadly quagmire, firmly locking his limbs on it!

And "King Leprosy" and "Queen" opened their mouths full of sharp teeth and began to devour Star Child's flesh.

This was a slow slicing!

"Ugh, ah—"

Star Child screamed in despair. His only remaining sanity allowed him to see the grandfather clock in the corner.

Time passed with the sound of the minute hand. If it reached the end, would this torment end?

He could no longer think rationally, just waiting to collapse.

Every minute, every second, was infinitely extended under extreme pain.

Finally, the second hand stopped at the last position—

"Dang—"

The bell rang like a salvation!

But the next moment, it was strangled and killed by a hand.

Star Child watched in despair as King Serei stood beside the clock. The demon looked at Star Child, who was still being devoured, stretched out two fingers, pinched the minute hand of the clock, and turned it back—

One minute, two minutes, three minutes... It returned to the ten-minute position again, flowing slowly.

"Click—click—"

"No, no, don't—let me go!"

Star Child finally collapsed. He didn't know where the end of this torment was, "Please, I surrender, I surrender. I shouldn't have been your enemy. Let me go, let me go—"

"Oh? Do you really think so, or are you trying to deceive a demon?"

King Serei stepped forward, squinted, and asked playfully, but his words seemed to be encouraging, "Why don't you persevere a little longer? Maybe your stars will come to save you, won't they?"

"No, no, I'm not lying to you, I'm just an ordinary person, let me go—"

Star Child said, tears and snot flowing together.

"An ordinary person? Then it's really not worth me torturing you like this."

King Serei's tone became somewhat surprised. He took out a contract from his sleeve and placed it in front of Star Child's face, "Of course, I have to make sure you are indeed an ordinary person, for example, by signing your name on it—to guarantee that you won't be enemies with us."

Seeing the contract, Star Child's expression froze.

But the next moment, King Serei made a move to take the contract back: "A little hesitant? Alas, I was just starting to feel a little sorry for you. As expected, I still like to hear people's wails..."

"Don't do that, I'll sign, I'll sign—"

Seeing this situation, Star Child hurriedly said loudly, and signed his name on the contract with a blood-stained hand.

After he wrote the last stroke, King Serei, who was holding the contract, showed an uncontrollable wild laugh on his face.

All the surrounding scenes instantly melted, turning into a chaotic scarlet.

King Serei, under this chaotic blood color, instead turned back into a human appearance, looked at Star Child, and performed a noble's etiquette:

"Congratulations, Your Highness, you have exchanged a good night's sleep for your people and city."

"Rest well, and wait quietly for death like an ordinary person on your birthday."

...

Outside Starfall City, King Serei opened his eyes from the throne, his blood-red pupils filled with cruel and joyful expressions.

He took out a pocket watch engraved with golden patterns from his arms and opened the cover.

The time on it, before the next day, that is, the birthday of the Star Child, there are about five minutes of gap.

"The blood of millions of people, used for blood sacrifice, is only enough for us to isolate the stars and invade the divine thoughts for about thirty minutes—this is really short."

King Serei said as if sighing, raised his head, looked at the completely uniform sky, and let out another loud laugh, "It's a pity, if you had persevered a little longer, you really could have won, but now..."

King Serei mounted his warhorse and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Behind and in front of him, the dark and oppressive Serei soldiers were already ready to go, surrounding the mirror-like starry barrier not far ahead.

The starry barrier looked still clear and hard.

But King Serei understood that this time, this barrier that had been blocking the way for so long would no longer have the opportunity to reorganize and repair itself.

"Tomorrow, the birthday of the Star Child?"

"The Serei Kingdom will crush the last clod of dirt blocking the way on that day. Destruction will expand like an unstoppable tsunami."

Under the twilight, crimson pupils gathered, sharpening their knives. (End of this chapter)