Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

"Your body like this... does it hurt?"

Lake looked at Polo's skin with heartache.

Polo had now released the soul suppression, and under his skin, faint purple veins were revealed.

Looking at this slightly familiar abnormal energy, Lake inexplicably thought of the dead brown bear, hugged Polo's arms, and couldn't help but tighten them.

But she didn't know how to solve this matter.

"It's okay, you also know that my soul is a bit special, and I can already control it freely."

Polo waved his hand and retracted the faint purple color on the surface of his body.

"Now, I need more information."

Polo thought for a moment, then said, "If the current situation is like countless hurricanes, then Snow White herself is the eye of the hurricane!

I want to confirm what kind of person she is, this may be very important!"

"Okay, I will pay attention to the whereabouts of other dwarves here in the forest for you."

Lake nodded, then said, "After I use my cloak to restrain my aura, they shouldn't be able to find me."

...

The dwarves' activities during the day were not too out of line.

They would also collect and plant fruits and vegetables, or hunt ordinary animals—

This undoubtedly made Polo breathe a sigh of relief.

That dangerous ritual was not held frequently. The dwarves would concoct a kind of herb that allowed human blood to be preserved for a long time.

At least, the one night that was most likely to be exposed was successfully concealed by Polo.

The other dwarves' chats did not avoid Polo either. Polo participated as little as possible in the chats, mostly just echoing in Plulu's tone.

When the other dwarves asked about his forest patrol experience.

Polo then took out the prepared statement—

Polo did know a lot about the information of the Buren elite soldiers.

Only he replaced the details of his following with dwarves!

And hid... the information about killing the "squad leader" among them.

But even so, Polo's enhanced experience made the other dwarves nod repeatedly.

The forest maze is very large—

It is not a ring shape, but more like a circle, and this grassland is only a hole located in the center of the circle.

Within the scope of the seven hills, countless creatures are hidden.

The dwarves need to find food from the forest, and some... materials to maintain that ugly curtain!

There is a stream in the maze, and Snow White draws water from there every day to wipe the false clean floor in the wooden house.

Of course, creatures like dwarves would naturally not really let Snow White be alone.

So, each time, a dwarf would be left to secretly guard Snow White.

"Plulu didn't overeat this time he went out, and he also found out a lot of information about those outsiders."

The big dwarf Danglang looked at the torn clothes Polo was still wearing and said, "And he suffered a lot of injuries, and the previous divine grace was consumed a bit too much...

In the next few days, Plulu will watch over Snow White."

The other dwarves also nodded, without any objections.

Polo's heart stirred, the best opportunity was delivered right in front of him.

It seems... after encountering too many unlucky things, luck has finally arrived.

"Um, Plulu has no problem."

Polo said calmly. Most of the other dwarves didn't have any objections, and they walked into the maze forest.

There are two ways to walk freely in the maze. One is Lake's heart of the forest.

The other is the "key" specified by the spell that forms the formation, which is... the faint purple energy contained in Polo's body at this time.

Polo did not spend much time before finding Snow White by the river.

This river is very obvious, it is not far from the wooden house, and the sound can be easily heard.

Of course... more importantly—

Polo has a map.

During the time Polo was disguised as an undercover, Lake made a simple survey of the recent forest maze.

The dwarves trust the forest maze very much.

So... they didn't cover up their tracks.

Lake therefore found the main directions that several dwarves were heading to.

Polo then confirmed that no dwarves appeared nearby, his eyes stared at Snow White by the river in the shadows, preparing to implement a plan.

He walked to a tree and took off a bundle of clothes.

A set of light iron armor.

...

Snow White was still by the river, washing the dwarves' clothes and some utensils.

But just then, she suddenly heard a voice behind her:

"You are Snow White, the princess of the Sino Kingdom, right?"

Snow White was startled, she heard that this was not the voice of a dwarf!

But she didn't look back, instead, she dropped the items in her hand, covered her face with one hand and ran forward in a panic!

While running, she kept saying:

"No, you have mistaken me, I am not a princess—"

But she was wearing a long skirt, and her physical fitness was only at the level of ordinary people, so how could she run fast?

In less than a few seconds, she heard the man's voice, this time, in front of her!

"Then why are you running?!"

"Ah—"

Snow White screamed, tripped over her long skirt in a panic, and fell to the ground.

The voice of the person in front of her was still unrelenting:

"Put down your hand, let me see your face!"

"Really can't... I can't... hurt you..."

Snow White began to sob. If it were someone else, they would probably feel a little guilty, but Polo's heart was still as hard as stone.

"Is that so? I am an elite soldier of the Buren Kingdom. If I can't find Snow White, I will need to kill one hundred civilians of the Sino Kingdom to offset my guilt!"

Snow White observed the clothes of the person in front of her through her fingers.

The light iron armor, which was completely different from that of the Sino Kingdom, with the emblem of the Buren Kingdom, clearly confirmed what this person said!

This made Snow White's already snow-white face even more pale.

"Why... why... do you have to do this?"

"Because my King ordered me to kill Snow White! What? If you are not Snow White, then I can only kill more people in the Sino Kingdom."

Polo's voice seemed cold and ruthless.

"But... but... those people are innocent!?"

"So what?"

Snow White sobbed, she even saw the person in front of her really turn around and walk elsewhere!

The person's sword was still stained with blood!

Obviously, he had really killed someone!

"Wait a minute—"

Snow White cried out with a sob.

"What's wrong?"

"I am... Snow White, please... kill me, don't hurt others, but... don't look at my face, okay?"

"Oh, don't look at your face, how would I know you are Snow White?"

Polo stopped and continued to ask.

"But..."

"Let me see your face!"

Snow White was so frightened by Polo's roar that she couldn't make a sound.

As if she had made some kind of determination, she desperately began to slowly move the hand covering her face down.

"I'm sorry..."

Snow White murmured instead.

"Why do you say that?"

Polo saw that perfect face and remained calm.

The special nature of the soul, coupled with the invasion of the flesh by the faint purple energy, left him with only ordinary "appreciation".

"Because... everyone who wants to force me... will die soon."

Snow White's voice trembled, but soon, she found something wrong, "You... are you not affected?"

"If I were affected, how could I kill you?"

Polo used the face of the Buren elite soldier to show a cruel smile and raised the long sword in his hand, "Now, I know your identity, so please die, how about it?"

"So that's how it is..."

At this time, Snow White actually stopped sobbing. She showed a sad smile, "That's great, there are still humans who will not be affected by me, it's not bad to die like this."

After saying that, she actually closed her eyes, revealing her swan-like white neck.

Polo was also not ambiguous, the long sword swung a silver arc, slashing towards Snow White's neck—

Until the sword's edge cut through her tender skin and a trace of blood flowed out.

Polo stopped his strength.

"It seems, you really are Snow White."

Polo said again, but the words revealed a slightly different meaning.