Fairy tale: Little Red Riding Hood's wolf mentor

Poor Snow White, the dwarves are dead, and she was coerced by the prince. The prince is dead, and now this witch, who knows where she came from, wants to force-feed her an apple.

She's not stupid, of course she won't eat this apple with unknown effects.

But her body is controlled, she can only bite her lip tightly, looking up and trying to dodge.

"Don't want to eat it? That's a bit tricky."

The Cyan-Crimson Witch pouted, not forcing Snow White's mouth open, but squeezing out a smile with her dry lips, like a neighborhood elder.

"Of course, there's another ritual, which is to kill you...use your internal organs to brew a medicine, but that would be very painful, and troublesome for me.

Why not eat this apple now, and perhaps there's a chance of survival?"

Snow White trembled upon hearing this, and with pursed lips, she asked:

"If I eat it...what will happen to me?"

"Of course, your body will be exchanged with the Queen's.

You should know that your stepmother is very envious of a body like yours!"

Contrary to what Snow White thought, the Cyan-Crimson Witch answered frankly,

"You bite the red side, and Her Majesty the Queen bites the cyan side, and your souls will be exchanged in my ritual. She gets your body, and you get hers--

So, you won't lose your life because of the ritual, as long as the Queen can consider a little bit of the insignificant 'affection' between you."

"Exchange...bodies?"

Snow White repeated, sounding somewhat tempted, but then, she said sadly, "But the Queen will never let me live!"

"Spare your life? Princess, what does that have to do with me?"

The smile on the Cyan-Crimson Witch's face suddenly disappeared, "You never deserved to have such a body! If my information is correct, hundreds of people have died because of your appearance, haven't they?"

The coldness in the Cyan-Crimson Witch's words deepened, making it almost impossible for Snow White to breathe!

"The maid who accompanied you from childhood was killed by the guards the moment you came of age, and those guards killed each other to death!

Hundreds of soldiers and some civilians of the Sino Kingdom also killed each other on your way out of the palace!

Not only that...the Sino Kingdom's army also died because of you!

Most of them have families, but they died because they saw you—all because of your appearance!

Is your own life that important?"

The Cyan-Crimson Witch spoke word by word, and Snow White's body trembled with each word.

Two crystal tears flowed from her eyes and dripped onto the ground!

She was moved, trembling, wanting to take the apple, but just then, she seemed to remember something, gently biting her lip, and finally said:

"Can I...go to the palace and see my mother? I want to know how she will use my body in the future."

"Oh?"

The Cyan-Crimson Witch was a little surprised, but whether she made Snow White take the apple here, or returned to the palace to hold the ritual in front of the Queen—it made no difference.

So she nodded, "Alright, then...come in."

"Come in?"

Snow White was stunned for a moment.

But soon, the Cyan-Crimson Witch's actions answered her doubts.

The Cyan-Crimson Witch pointed her finger upwards, and the next moment, the ground beside her rolled violently, worm-like vines rolling out densely. They slowly spread out, revealing a hint of crystal color within.

That was...a coffin made of crystal!

The scattered vines did not stop moving. They snaked towards the corpses of the four dead Bolan soldiers not far away, drilling into their heads through their orifices!

Then, the limbs of the four Bolan soldiers began to twist, bend, and intertwine abnormally.

Finally, they stood up, swaying.

Several vines stretched out from their eye sockets, opening a flower on their heads—

Two tops were red, and two were green.

The vine monsters lowered their bodies and opened the lid of the crystal coffin.

Inside, there were several layers of thick blankets, which looked very soft and comfortable.

"This is a bed specially prepared for you, to suppress the influence of your appearance. Originally, I wanted to put you in after you fainted, but now...you can experience it alive."

The Cyan-Crimson Witch said, and suddenly smiled, "Of course, this was actually prepared by your cheap stepmother.

Her Majesty the Queen...she hopes to wake up again from a crystal hotbed symbolizing new life."

Snow White looked at the coffin, and in a daze, she thought of the seven black coffins she had seen at the dwarves' place, with a look of sadness on her face.

"So...I should have died long ago?"

Naturally, she had no room to refuse. She slowly walked forward, bent down, and lay in the coffin. The translucent coffin lid slowly closed, and the outside light was distorted into a magical form.

The Cyan-Crimson Witch stared at Snow White obediently lying in it, snorted, and put the apple in her arms.

At the same time, the four vine monsters also reached out their arms, lifted the crystal coffin, and carried it on their shoulders, staggering away under the control of the Cyan-Crimson Witch.

And the Cyan-Crimson Witch followed behind, also slowly walking in the direction she came from.

Her expression became much more relaxed.

Although she lost an arm, the most difficult part of this task was almost completed.

Her eyes glanced at the roadside.

The corpse of Prince Bolan was still lying there quietly. The Cyan-Crimson Witch sneered, and walked past without stopping.

In her opinion, this noble prince was no different from a dead dog.

Although the equipment on the prince was good, she never liked...things with anti-magic properties.

But not long after she retracted her gaze, in the blind spot of her vision.

She didn't see...the Bolan prince, who should have died, suddenly stood up, swaying—

No!

The corpse of Prince Bolan blurred rapidly, turning into a...wolf!?

Poro's eyes overflowed with purple light, he opened his mouth to pick up Prince Bolan's long sword on the ground, and flew up!

The Cyan-Crimson Witch did not sense...the aura other than the dead Prince Bolan.

When Prince Bolan's anti-magic long sword pierced into her body, she discovered, in addition to the heart-piercing coldness, a kind of—

Suddenly appearing aura belonging to Poro!

"What..."

With Poro's long sword stuck in her body, she couldn't even muster a trace of strength.

She tried her best to mobilize the sour magic power in her body, and the vine monsters controlled by those vines put down Snow White's crystal coffin and walked towards Poro step by step!

But just then, a red figure leaped out of the forest.

A white pouch hanging on her chest revealed a soft green light. Under the illumination of this green light, the vines in the four vine monsters trembled, and uncontrollably grew again!

The Cyan-Crimson Witch looked shocked, she found that she could not control the four vine monsters!

"This is...the Heart of the Forest?!"

Under Rake's cloak, a silver dagger flew out like lightning—also stabbing into the Cyan-Crimson Witch's chest!

"Where...did you come from?!"

The Cyan-Crimson Witch looked at the familiar cloak on Rake's body, with horror and astonishment in her eyes.

Finally, a mouthful of blood welled up in her throat, her body softened, and she slowly fell to the ground. Until her death, she did not understand...

Where did this person and wolf come from?!