Surviving a Cruel Fairy Tale

11 – Act 1. Little Red Riding Hood’s Forest – The Wolf Witch (2)

A twisted relationship to the point of being unusual.

That means that the hunter also showed s*xual obsession with his daughter, which is even more difficult to accept.

“That means that you are hostile to the village…….”

“It’s not like revenge. I’ve never been a proud enough daughter to fight for a mother I can’t even remember.”

It’s just that the hunter is aiming at him, so he’s just counterattacking against it, shrugs his shoulders.

“That man is crazy. Cursed by the forest, 20 years in this extreme environment. Now he has lost his humanity to the point of being ashamed to even call him human.”

Humanity.

A group trapped in an extremely limited forest. A hunter who boasts great power even within it.

There is no law that can restrain power, and he seemed to be just an example of how far free grazing strength can degenerate.

In this way, I can understand why Little Red Riding Hood is hostile to the hunter, and I feel the necessity of his mad words and actions.

But there were still parts I didn’t understand.

“Then why did you attack the villagers?”

Little Red Riding Hood raided the village.

I admit that the hunter is the enemy. Also, if it was limited to the forest rather than an ordinary enemy, there would be few beings who could overcome his bizarre sense and stealth.

But the villagers are different.

The man obviously showed a strong side several times, but the villagers were helpless enough to be inversely proportional to him.

What kind of power do they have, even when they are attacked by wolves?

“Because they are also guilty of sympathizing with the hunters.”

“A sinner?”

“Do you think the people there are just people caught by hunters? Are you just a victim?”

Little Red Riding Hood doesn’t hide her uncomfortable feelings by frowning her forehead.

She didn’t like the question itself, but she opened her mouth, adding even more chill to her expressionless face.

“There are only those who sympathize with the hunter in that village. It may be due to coercion, but as a result, they are subordinated to the hunters and are expanding their territory in this forest.”

“…… An opponent you have no choice but to fight in the first place?”

“There is no reason to fight against those who will always turn against me while distinguishing strength and weakness. They are not the ones who need such consideration in the first place.”

He nodded his head as he sneered.

This was a complex problem.

At least, it’s a matter related to Little Red Riding Hood’s individual past, and this is also a problem related to the hunter, the village, and Little Red Riding Hood and the forest, so it’s not my business to interfere.

“…… Sorry.”

“What?”

“It was a simple question, but it was a question that did not consider the relationship between you and the village.”

In response, Little Red Riding Hood shook her head.

“Okay. Because you are more important now than anything else.”

“…… Then may I ask you one more question?”

“Anything.”

I’ve been curious about this ever since I first met Little Red Riding Hood.

She said she was on my side, and guided me to her place saying that she would still be used.

Then why?

“You said you were on my side. He said he would be taken advantage of, and even when we first met, he understood my situation as if it were natural. As if you know me.”

The stage was grasped.

I knew the relationship between the hunter and Little Red Riding Hood, and I knew why the village existed in this forest.

If you do then.

Why is Little Red Riding Hood so cooperative with me?

“…… If you don’t know that, it’s going to be hard to trust.”

“Anyway.”

You can’t trust what you can’t understand.

Trust begins with how far you know the other person. This forest, and furthermore, this world itself was too twisted to be trusted simply because people looked good.

The unknown causes anxiety.

In that respect, apart from being grateful that Little Red Riding Hood saved me, I have no choice but to take on some anxiety.

At my question, she let out a deep sigh.

“Actually, I don’t know much about you either. I just heard from my master that a stranger is coming to change this forest.”

“Teacher?”

“A witch stronger than anyone in this world. The owner of the red magic shoes. If I say Dorothy, you will know.”

…… Dorothy’s coming out of here?

It’s strange that she’s a witch, but she wasn’t too surprised that Dorothy was a witch, even though Little Red Riding Hood was called a witch in the first place.

A forest where the Tin Woodman exists.

I thought it was disconnected from the fairy tale called The Wizard of Oz, but is it intertwined like this?

“Then how did Dorothy know me?”

“I don’t know that far. In the first place, she stayed in this forest for less than half a year.”

She said that in the first place she was a selfish teacher, and she told what had happened in the past.

“In the first place, Master came to see the Tin Woodman. After learning that he had been caught in the forest, he met me by chance on the way back, and taught me magic for about half a year. There was nothing humanly involved.”

Her red cloak shrugged her shoulders, saying that her name, the witch of the storm, which literally symbolized her, came as suddenly as her storm and went away so naturally.

“Since you’re such a woman, I haven’t heard much about you either. I was told that the observer of this world would come, and that he was the only one who would change the structure of this forest.”

My eyebrows naturally furrowed at the word observer.

That’s the contract I made with Rumpelstiltschen.

Review and revise the world. It was a contract only between him and me to show him the alteration and new development of this distorted world of fairy tales.

But hearing this, it seemed as if Dorothy had foreseen this a long time ago.

“…… How did Dorothy know that?”

“I never told you in detail. However, from the point of view of her being a witch, she is definitely the best.

…… Is it a fairy tale and a mystery?

There were so many variables in this world that it was meaningless to judge rationally.

Things that cannot be explained by my common sense happen, and in the process, I am uncomfortable with things that I did not dare to put in as variables.

“Did you believe that?”

“There was no other way. For me, the status quo was all I could do. Neither I nor those children can win against hunters.”

I have a question about her words as if to help herself.

“How could your magic not work?”

“This is not about strength or weakness. It’s a rule. Our story, the premise established within it, has not collapsed.”

The hunter kills the wolf and saves Little Red Riding Hood.

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That’s a nuclear power plant.

So no matter how hard they struggle, a wolf can’t kill a hunter, and even Little Red Riding Hood can’t kill it?

“So it is you.”

Little Red Riding Hood reached out and stabbed me in the chest.

“Every distortion in this forest. The evil of being a hunter. Not with me not with us So it’s you, and I’ll do anything to defeat it.”

So please tell me, she got up from her chair and came over to me.

“What can I do? What can you do to beat that hunter? What do you need to break the curse of this forest?”

Looking at her face as she came closer.

Long eyelashes and golden eyes.

When my gaze reached her pink lips, I first turned her head away from her gaze and caught her breath.

“Mystery. What I need is an accumulation of mysteries.”

“Mystery?”

“I came to this forest for that in the first place. I’m not sure I can beat that hunter, but at least I think I can change things if the mystery builds up.”

Even that is not certain.

Reorganization of the world.

I’ve never seen the end of my abilities, and I don’t know if the influence of this power will increase if I build up a certain degree of mystery.

But I have no choice but to do it.

If you can’t get out of this forest, you have no choice but to fight, but if Little Red Riding Hood and Wolf aren’t enough, you have to increase the size of this power related to modification and reorganization to create that variable.

“Mystery, La.”

“Do you have any guesses?”

“Mother Tree. The foundation of this forest all started from there, so there’s no mystery beyond that. But… ….”

She muttered for a moment, hesitated about something in her mind.

“Why is that?”

“…… The Tin Woodman is there.”

That’s what I’ve heard even from hunters.

Can’t tell the difference between humans and trees?

To borrow Little Red Riding Hood’s words, it must have been the hunter who brought the woodcutter into this forest in the first place, but it was hard to believe that it would be amicable considering the information so far.

As if to tell me that my prediction was correct, she frowned with a complicated expression.

“That’s another disaster in this forest. A natural disaster that unleashes indiscriminate attacks as if cursing all life.”

“Can I avoid it?”

“I’ve never tried it, but if it’s necessary for you, I’ll do it.”

However, Little Red Riding Hood stood up with the words that it would be a pretty exhausting job.

“Anyway, the story ends here. First you get some rest.”

“I still have a lot of questions.”

“Do it tomorrow. After all, it will take time to ascertain the exact whereabouts of the woodcutter.”

Does this mean that there is no need to be too impatient?

Thinking about it, I don’t think I’ve had a good rest since I entered this forest.

As a result, Little Red Riding Hood attacked the village, so I couldn’t sleep, and after that, I couldn’t call it a proper rest because I was detained with my hands and feet tied in a warehouse.

“Then… ….”

“Come inside. It might be a bit inconvenient since there is only one room, but there is still space for you to sleep.”

With the door of her cabin open, I think as I look at her, beckoning to her naturally.

A room with that woman.

I had no intention of doing anything strange, but I couldn’t help being a little conscious because she was a beauty the other person had never seen before.

However, because of that, a sense of caution also arises.

She is definitely beautiful.

I admit that, but more than that, Little Red Riding Hood gave the impression of a sharp blade. Maybe she won’t end up being stabbed if she gets close to her easily.

Be aware of distance.

With that in mind, I got up and followed her guidance.