Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

The Biwei Kingdom, a border town.

The figure of a burly man with an axe appeared once again where people gathered.

Beside him were many mercenaries, bounty hunters, and others carrying weapons, all quietly watching the strong man, listening carefully to his voice.

"As you can see, I am human, and I come for the millions of people of the Bo Ren Kingdom who were killed by giants."

The strong man's words sounded resolute and determined.

This wasn't because he genuinely felt that way, or that he was truly a warrior. He had simply heard soldiers speak in the Bo Ren Kingdom and practiced a bit.

Even a villain could act like a righteous hero.

Of course, the most important thing was that he really possessed a Bo Ren Kingdom military officer's badge. The Bo Ren Kingdom never imagined that this wanted criminal would travel day and night to reach the Biwei Kingdom.

Therefore, the strong man's wanted notice had not yet arrived.

This gave him a great deal of room to take chances.

"Is that military badge really from the Bo Ren Kingdom?"

"Yes, I've seen it before, it's definitely not fake."

Among the crowd, those holding weapons looked at the military badge in the strong man's hand. Their suspicion and confusion, though not completely gone, didn't need to be excessive.

"An officer from the Bo Ren Kingdom? What does he want?"

People asked in confusion.

"You are all knowledgeable people of the Biwei Kingdom, you must have seen many precious medicinal herbs and plants, right?"

After seeing that the crowd had gathered, the strong man took out the few precious fruits from his package.

"That shape seems like… Dragon Breath Blood Fruit? But it's so big!?"

An experienced adventurer instantly recognized the origin of the fruit, and the surrounding people gasped, their eyes turning somewhat red.

They all understood the value of such a specially "magically" enlarged fruit in the Biwei Kingdom.

It could be said to be worth a fortune.

"Sir, where did you get these fruits from?"

"I seized them from the Giant King's garden, at a very high price."

The strong man pretended to sigh, and said, "Many of you know that in the previous battle, many good men of our Bo Ren Kingdom died under the feet of those giants.

To prevent such a thing from happening again, and to end it all, the Queen sent me to investigate the cause of the matter. I came here and found the place where the Giant King is sealed, right in the sky!"

As he spoke, the strong man raised a hand, pointing to the sky, trembling with rage, as if he was truly filled with anger.

Then, he described in detail the hateful nature of the giants and the history of the Bo Ren Kingdom.

Afterward, he recounted the story of the Giant's Garden.

"I went there, to that Giant's Garden, there are countless plants like this, many, many, so many that you can't even count them all!

But I knew that I had to investigate the Giant King's conspiracy, stop him, and give an account to the millions of dead people of the Bo Ren Kingdom!"

As the strong man described the Giant's Garden, everyone's faces showed fanaticism and greed.

Several of them even inquired indirectly about the situation of the Giant's Garden.

But this place really existed—so the strong man's answer had no loopholes. A world that sounded extremely real, full of treasures, appeared in everyone's mind.

And the Giant King, for the people of the Biwei Kingdom, was just a vague legend.

With the strong man's deliberate weakening, it was even more impossible to arouse any fear.

"That Giant King is sealed above the sky. So many years have passed, and his power has weakened with age, but I am alone and still unable to kill him, so I can only escape by luck…"

The strong man looked at the people below the stage, and he saw greed in their eyes.

Just like himself.

He understood what greed would drive these people to do, and he also knew that most people, in addition to money, needed a fig leaf—that is, "righteousness."

"But even so, I still hurt the Giant King and snatched the treasure that should belong to us humans from his hands."

As he spoke, he actually took out a golden egg from his bag!

"Such a beautiful island, so many treasures, are all occupied by that vicious giant, so many people have died under the feet of the giant, I want to avenge them—

Can you help me?"

Below the stage, many people's eyes were already flashing with interest, but at the same time, there was more suspicion.

Such a magical statement, no one would immediately believe it based on one-sided words. Is it really that simple, without much cost, to go to a place full of treasures?

Or… does such a place really exist?

The Giant's Garden in the clouds?

Do just a few magical fruits and a few seemingly glittering eggs really have such magical power?

The atmosphere on the field was a bit quiet, and even the strong man in the center of the crowd showed a bit of anxiety—

He is not good at doing such things.

He tried his best to restrain himself from being dominated by emotions and impatient killing intent. This was the method he had thought of for a long time.

But just then, behind the crowd, a hand was raised.

There, a slightly hoarse but hard to hide youthful voice spoke.

"If it's really to kill the Giant King, to prevent the disaster of the giants from happening again, and to avenge those who died… I will go with you."

The strong man in the center of the crowd was also stunned for a moment. He had not found anyone to cooperate in advance.

The one who came was a one-armed youth, with one eye covered by cloth, his face full of scars, and a hunting gun on his back.

It seemed to be a disabled young hunter.

Different from most people around, the only eye left in this young hunter's eye did not have greed and materialism, or rather…

It was a pure, extremely rare will other than materialism.

"Boy, your arm is broken, you can't even do a good job of hitting a child, farming the land, or going to the toilet yourself—you want to fight the Giant King?"

"And this gun of yours, can you hold it with one hand?"

Several mercenaries next to the young man laughed and said.

But the one-armed, one-eyed hunter's face did not change, and he just said in a deep voice:

"I am indeed disabled, but my gun is not."

The strong man on the stage, seeing that the only person who believed him was a disabled person, but none of the other mercenaries and hunters believed him.

He took a deep breath, and a trace of unbearable heartache appeared on his face.

He picked up the golden egg in his hand and handed it to the one-armed, one-eyed youth:

"This is a treasure I snatched from the Giant King. It can heal wounds, has the power to bring the dead back to life, and can also increase your life by thirty years!

Friend, you have the courage to kill the Giant King, eat it."

The young hunter did not refuse, took the golden egg with his only hand, and at the strong man's instruction, opened a gap and poured the golden liquid into his mouth.

Immediately afterward, that golden light began to project from under his skin!

The broken arm that was broken in the Giant War actually began to itch, and a golden light penetrated from the place of his broken arm, condensing out of thin air and turning into a solid—a complete arm!

After that, he incredulously lifted the eye patch.

The blind eye, along with the scars on his face, were restored. At this point, his whole body's disability was completely healed!

"Thank you, sir, I will spare no effort to kill the Giant King and avenge the millions of Bo Ren people!"

The young hunter choked and said through gritted teeth.

At this time, the strong man, enduring the regret and twisted killing intent in his heart, showed a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, looking at the people around him:

"Is there anyone else who wants to go with me to kill that damn giant and become a hero?"

Seeing this scene, the people around him no longer had any doubts, and greed and some kind of hypocrisy mixed together in their eyes.

They raised the weapons in their hands and clapped them loudly:

"Kill the giants!"

"For humanity!"

"Kill—"

Surrounded by the crowd, the strong man looked solemn on the surface, but the darkness in his heart had already twisted and laughed wildly.

In the illusion, these people had long since fallen to the ground, easily torn apart by the Giant King's disaster-like body.

Violence revived in this false battle.

Wailing, blood, death, conquest… the strong man's favorite all along.

"Yes, it's a pity that everything you have will become my sacrifice to the Wrathful King—

I am a Giant Chosen, I will surely be an existence above you weaklings, weak humans!"