Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

"--Be careful!"

Suddenly hearing Polo's voice snapped Little Red Riding Hood back to reality. Only then did she see a pair of sharp claws inches away, followed by the hungry eyes of a jackal!

Just as Little Red Riding Hood felt a chill run down her spine.

Another gray shadow leaped out from beside her--

Polo intercepted the red-furred jackal from the side. In an instant, the two wolves were fighting in the bushes!

Although Polo was a wolf, he wasn't very good at fighting.

Although this deep forest wasn't small, there weren't many beasts within it. Polo was the only wolf among them. Although there were some leopards and foxes, Polo had never conflicted with them.

And that jackal was a cut above Polo in terms of both combat skills and reaction!

In the gap between the two wolves tumbling from the air to the ground, Polo had already taken several claw strikes.

He was even being suppressed!

"Damn, these outsiders are really impolite!"

The only fortunate thing was that Polo's special soul prevented him from being affected by the pain caused by his injuries.

The jackal's attacks were extremely swift, and the sharpness of its claws and teeth never left Polo's vitals for a moment, which almost made Polo feel unbearable!

But the good news was that the forest witch's magic had injured the jackal, preventing it from exerting its original strength!

Flesh was torn, burning with pain.

Polo was also tearing at the jackal's flesh, the fur spreading with blood in Polo's mouth!

Polo began to abandon thinking. In such a battle, the wolf's instinct would play a greater role!

Breathing accompanied the low growl of a beast, dust flying. Polo felt a stinging bloody sensation in his throat, and his breath surged in his bellows-like lungs, like a saw repeatedly rubbing!

Painful, but... still bearable!

In the blood, Polo felt the violent wildness within his body rise again, and this time, Polo no longer suppressed it!

Kill! Kill!

Polo felt his blood begin to boil, and in the pain, his reaction speed became even faster!

Gradually, Polo began to break free from the suppressed situation.

He even began to gradually shift from defense to offense!

"Its left rib was struck by the tree root earlier, so the strength of its left paw is weaker--"

Polo, after all, had a human soul, and his ability to think was far superior to that of his kind.

Immediately afterward, he watched the jackal opposite him raise its left arm to attack again, and he suddenly met it head-on!

The jackal's claws brushed past Polo's head. It hurt a lot.

But at this moment, all of Polo's strength was concentrated on the jackal's injured left rib!

A correct gamble!

Although the jackal's claw strike was painful, it was only a flesh wound and did not penetrate deep into the bones--but Polo's impact caused the jackal, which had been dominant, to lose its balance!

"Now, it's my turn!"

Polo roared, and taking advantage of the jackal's loss of balance, he desperately waved his limbs to restrain the jackal's body!

But even so, the jackal was still struggling!

It seemed to be unaffected by pain, just like Polo, and even after being bitten several times, it remained silent--like a puppet!

And Polo also felt his muscles begin to ache. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before the jackal broke free from his control!

But fortunately... this wasn't a one-on-one fight!

"Hit its waist, it's more brittle there!" Polo shouted.

At the beginning of the battle, Little Red Riding Hood had found a thick branch from the ground, but because the two wolves were fighting together, she had been hesitant to strike for fear of hurting Polo.

But now, the jackal's movements were suppressed on the ground.

After hearing Polo's words, Little Red Riding Hood no longer hesitated. She used all her strength to strike the jackal's waist!

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... until the wooden stick in Little Red Riding Hood's hand broke!

Finally, the jackal stopped moving, and blood began to spill from the corner of its mouth.

And its bulging body, at this moment, was like a burst balloon, rapidly withering and collapsing--turning into a flat wolf skin!

"Is this thing an inflatable doll?"

Polo stretched out his paw and stepped on the jackal's wolf skin. The wolf skin, which had just been incredibly soft, rapidly dried up and became like a specimen.

With a little force, only the rotten flesh tissue squeezed out from the wolf skin's orifices!

"Damn, I thought I was finally going to get stronger! But the first thing I killed was just a wolf skin?

But... that wildness-inducing potion was quite useful."

Polo curled his lips, "That hunter must be regretting not blasting my wolf head early on, and instead giving me the medicine, right?"

But just in case, Polo and Little Red Riding Hood ran far away from the forest.

Along the way, the two didn't talk much, only the sound of heavy breathing gushing out of their throats.

It wasn't until the last bit of their strength was exhausted that they leaned together under a tree to rest.

"That... big dumb wolf."

The red-cloaked girl looked at Polo and suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Hurt? Of course, it hurts? How could it not hurt to be bitten by a dog... wolf? It would be nice not to get rabies!"

Polo was licking the wound on his arm. Hearing this, he looked up at Little Red Riding Hood. He used to think this was a peaceful fantasy world and that there wouldn't be such a thing as rabies, but now he wasn't so sure.

But looking at the girl's worried appearance, Polo shook his head again and said:

"But you know, my soul is a bit special. Although I can feel it, it doesn't really matter..."

The red-cloaked girl's eyes flickered, and she suddenly grabbed a handful of green grass leaves from her arms.

"When I was running away just now, I picked some herbs from the ground that can stop the bleeding."

As she said this, she opened her crystal pink lips, stuffed the herbs into them, chewed them carefully, and finally carefully spat the green medicinal juice into her snow-white palm.

"Your claws are too clumsy, show me your wound, and I'll use my hand to rub some medicine on it for you."

The girl said with a slightly shy expression.

Polo looked at the girl's face, which was flushed with a bit of red, and was also stunned there. He just blankly relaxed his body, allowing the girl to turn over his fur, check his wound, and use her smooth hands to help him apply the medicinal juice...

Damn, is this the experience my big bad wolf should be having?!

"That... Little Red Riding Hood."

Polo looked at the girl's dancing golden hair and suddenly said.

"What's wrong?"

The girl's azure eyes under her hood flickered.

"Thank you, the herbs are very useful, I feel that the wound... doesn't hurt so much."

Little Red Riding Hood's cheeks, fair and clean with a hint of pink from exercise, listened to Polo's praise. She was silent for a while before lowering her head and whispering:

"No, I should be thanking you, after all, this jackal was coming for me...

If you had run away by yourself, you wouldn't have been so injured."

"Is that so, but I definitely wouldn't run away by myself."

Polo grinned and smiled, "We're friends, aren't we?"