Chapter 146: Telling Sharon a Story: : Little Blue Riding Hood and Grandma Wolf 

Chapter 146: Telling Sharon a Story: : Little Blue Riding Hood and Grandma Wolf 

Blackthorn Security Company.

Klein also heard the chaotic noise coming from outside, turned his face, pressed his ear against the wall, and listened intently for a while.

It seemed that a nearby house had been deliberately set on fire, causing a chaotic situation.

"It just doesn't feel right."

Klein muttered to himself, thinking about getting out of bed to see what was happening outside, but before his body could fully leave the bed, he felt weak and limp all over, especially his legs, which couldn't muster any strength at all.

"Why does my stomach ache so terribly? Could it be that I've ingested some kind of laxative?"

Ultimately, Klein found it difficult to get out of bed and move around, so he had no choice but to lie down and rest.

Thinking of how he played the mysterious and powerful Mr. Fool above the gray fog, yet in reality, he couldn't even walk because of a simple stomach ache.

Fortunately, Mr. Hanged Man, Miss Justice, and Little Sun were unaware of this, otherwise, he would really be too embarrassed to face anyone.

Ince Zangwill was truly despicable, resorting to such methods against him.

Just then, a large white skeletal hand stretched out from Klein's shoulder, dropped a letter, and then disappeared.

"It's a letter from Mr. Azik!"

Klein took the letter, and his mood improved a lot, having received some good news after a whole day of misfortune.

"Your premonitions are always accurate. When you think that Riel and Megoseus might give birth to a child of an evil god, then the possibility is very high.

The knowledge about the children of evil gods is too complex, I can only give you a brief introduction in this letter: Generally speaking, the so-called children of evil gods are actually the power of an evil god fermenting within a pregnant woman. When this power reaches a certain level, the baby born can be called a child of an evil god.

Everything they possess is bestowed by the evil god. The most powerful force of the children of evil gods lies in their high sequence, and their most formidable means is to allow the will of the evil god to descend upon them, using themselves as a vessel to forcibly contain the power of the evil god.

Once the evil god casts its gaze and descends its consciousness, that is the most dangerous situation. The entire Tingen City could face a catastrophe.

To prevent this danger from spreading, there is only one way: to find the child of the evil god while it is still fermenting in the womb of the pregnant woman and then destroy it.

For every day that passes, its power will grow exponentially, eventually becoming a super bomb capable of destroying the entire Tingen City.

Finally, be careful of 008's ability to arrange scripts. Ince Zangwill might also take action against you at a critical moment."

This letter contained a lot of information, not only a simple introduction to the children of evil gods but also the method to resolve this issue.

But in his current state…

Klein looked down at his deflated stomach, wanting to solve the problem but feeling powerless.

Ince Zangwill's actions were probably meant to delay his time, preventing him from posing any threat to his plans during these critical days.

With his own abilities, only his divination above the gray fog could threaten Ince Zangwill.

Was he afraid that his special divination would find something crucial?   As Klein pondered, footsteps came from outside the door, and he quickly tucked Mr. Azik's letter into the inner pocket of his jacket.

The visitor was Blite.

Blite glanced at Klein lying on the bed, his expression strange, and after a while, he said, "I've figured out the cause of your stomach trouble this time."

"What's the reason?"

Klein felt anxious, sensing something ominous.

"Simply put, it's because the kitchen staff were careless and put some unhealthy things into the food you ate."

"Stop, that's enough, let's leave it at that."

Klein stopped Blite from continuing, not wanting to know what he had accidentally eaten, otherwise, he might vomit it out right away.

"That's probably for the best, after all, it wasn't anything good."

"…"

Klein brooded for a while before asking what exactly had happened outside.

"Some fanatics of an evil cult suddenly went mad tonight. Some set themselves on fire in the streets, others armed with blades entered people's homes to kill, and some took advantage of the chaos to perform evil rituals."

Blite described the chaotic scene of the night.

The local police station was severely understaffed, and they needed to send people to help.

Apart from Blite and Klein, the rest of the night shift team was busy outside.

"Didn't they request support from above?"

"They did, but it will take two or three days for them to arrive."

Klein fell silent. Two or three days could change a lot of things.

…

Beckland, Queens District.      The crimson moon hung high tonight, and the gentle moonlight, like a fine gauze, spread to the window, listening to the storytelling voice coming from the room.

"I've thought of a very interesting story recently, called Little Blue Riding Hood and his Wolf Grandma."

"In the depths of the forest, there was a small cabin where a little boy who liked to wear a blue cap and a grandma who liked to go out late at night lived."

"The little boy enjoyed playing with the animals in the forest during the day, and because he always wore a blue cap when he went out, the animals there called him Little Blue Riding Hood ."

"At night, Little Blue Riding Hood could only stay inside the cabin, looking out at the world through the window, because his grandma wouldn't allow him to go out when the moon rose, saying that the forest at night was full of dangers."

"At first, Little Blue Riding Hood was obedient, but gradually he couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart. Why couldn't he go out at night, but his grandma could?"

"Finally, one night, Little Blue Riding Hood secretly followed his grandma when she went out. He wanted to know why his grandma went out every night and didn't return until very late."

"He followed and followed, and after a long distance, the grandma in front suddenly changed under the moonlight. She grew sharp claws, terrifying wolf teeth, her body was covered with white fur, her arms and legs evolved into the limbs of a wolf, and her head also turned into the shape of a wolf's head."

"Little Blue Riding Hood then realized that his grandma would turn from human to wolf under the moonlight."

"He was dumbfounded as he followed the wolf grandma, wanting to understand where the wolf grandma wanted to go and what she wanted to do."

"He followed from the dense forest to the plains, and the wolf grandma who had been moving forward finally stopped. She howled at the moon, and hundreds of wolves gathered from various places on the plain."

"Then, the wolf grandma led these hundreds of wolves, dancing under the bright moonlight, a scene of hopping and jumping that completely stunned Little Blue Riding Hood ."

"He was heartbroken and puzzled, and finally couldn't help but run out and ask his wolf grandma about the situation."

"Little Blue Riding Hood 's grandma told him: She slept in the cabin during the day just to rest up, and then danced joyfully with her kin at night."

"In the end, Little Blue Riding Hood also joined the dancing group, dancing happily together. Thus, Little Blue Riding Hood was happy both during the day and at night, and from then on, Little Blue Riding Hood and his wolf grandma lived a happy life in the forest."

Hastur sat on the sofa opposite the mirror, slowly narrating the short story he had promised to share with Sharon.

"…"

In the mirror, Sharon had already revealed her figure, looking at Hastur with a blank expression.

Hastur smiled and winked, saying, "How about it, isn't the story I told very interesting?"

"…"

Sharon still didn't speak, but in her eyes looking at Hastur, a flame gradually rose.

At this moment, she really wished she had a pair of ears that had never heard this story.

What Little Blue Riding Hood and Grandma Wolf!

Shouldn't it be Little Blue Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf?

And isn't Little Blue Riding Hood a girl?

Since when did her grandma turn into a wolf?

Since when did her grandma become a wolf? And what about wolves bathing in the moonlight and dancing?

What kind of picture would that be!

Little Blue Riding Hood and the Wolf Grandma living a happy life? Where is the happiness in such a messy life! Sharon felt that this story was wrong in every way!

This is not the fairy tale she wanted! It's simply a hodgepodge of dark stories! "…"

Sharon opened her mouth but still didn't say a word.

She didn't know where to start to evaluate this story.

"Miss Sharon, what's wrong? At least give some reaction."

Hastur's face was full of smiles, seemingly eager to take credit for this story.

"…"

Sharon looked at Hastur with a complex expression and hesitated for a while before saying, "I cannot judge your story."

"Is the story I told that bad?"

"…"

Sharon didn't answer, feeling an inexplicable urge to get angry. This story couldn't just be described as bad, could it? She had heard Bernadette's version of Little Blue Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

Because she had heard it, she really couldn't stand such a chaotic story.

She was curious, how could Hastur, a person of considerable learning, tell such a story? "Did you do it on purpose! Or was it an accident!"

Sharon's voice was cold, and the mirror seemed to blow a December chill as if from the northern ice kingdom.

(End of chapter)