Pirate Kingship

The girl did not hesitate and continued sprinting along the forest path, recalling her mother’s warnings to herself:

"As long as you walk along the path in the forest and don’t sneak outside to pick flowers, nothing will happen."

But when she looked at the path under her feet, one that seemed not to have been walked by anyone for a long time, mostly swallowed by moss and wild grass, she feared that soon it would completely disappear into the forest.

"Also, I deliver bread to Grandma every day. I remember there used to be seven wolves in this forest, but now every few days one disappears.

Yesterday I saw two, but why is there only one left now?"

She instinctively felt it was strange.

She felt that the whereabouts of outsiders, the gradually neglected path, Grandma’s lingering illness, and the dwindling wolf pack all seemed very important to her.

Only the escaped slave who died by the roadside... hmm, this is irrelevant, and her heart did not even stir a bit.

Soon, the girl met no one else on the road and quickly arrived before the only brightly lit cabin in the night.

Just as she was about to knock, she noticed the door wasn’t closed and was left ajar.

Brittany instantly thought of the recently disappeared wolves, believing Grandma was in danger, and hurriedly pushed the door and went inside.

She saw her sick Grandma lying in bed, covering herself tightly.

While taking a breath of relief, she went forward to express her concern:

"Grandma, are you alright? I brought you bread and wine."

The old Grandma under the quilt made a sound that was no different from usual:

"I’m fine, just a bit hungry, dear."

However, Little Red Riding Hood Brittany found that Grandma’s body exposed outside the quilt seemed a bit abnormal, and asked in confusion:

"Grandma, why are your ears so big?"

The voice came from under the quilt: "To better hear you, dear."

Little Red Riding Hood asked again: "But Grandma, why are your eyes so big?"

"To see you more clearly, dear."

"Grandma, why are your hands so big?"

"To hold you better, dear."

"Grandma, why is your mouth frighteningly big?"

Brittany’s mind once again echoed her warning voice, causing her, after discovering a series of abnormalities, to instinctively want to distance herself, stepping back step by step.

At this moment, Grandma under the quilt chuckled:

"It’s certainly to... gobble you up in one bite, dear!"

The quilt was instantly torn apart.

A dark shadow, carrying the foul wind, leaped wildly at her.

Where was the kind-hearted old Grandma before her eyes? It was clearly a towering werewolf over two meters tall!

Already retreating to the door, Brittany couldn’t help but scream in terror:

"Ah——!"

At this moment, behind her, another dark shadow suddenly leapt over.

It turned out to be the big gray wolf she had encountered on the road earlier.

But the gray wolf with light golden eyes did not attack Little Red Riding Hood but instead fearlessly pounced at the werewolf.

Bam!

Yet it was easily slapped to the ground by "Grandma", unable to get up again, proving to be far from an opponent.

Little Red Riding Hood took the opportunity to step outside, accidentally tripping, rolling onto the open space before the door, appearing extremely embarrassed.

"Grandma" bent over to walk out the door, pinching the gray wolf’s head, lifting it up, and stared into its golden eyes, sneering:

"Now, no one can stop me, including you... my foolish Divine Aspect!

Having eaten six of the seven layers of divinity, my strength has completely recovered, and you still refuse to give up?"

She then looked at the "granddaughter" Little Red Riding Hood on the ground, grinned a sinister smile:

"Thanks to you, my dear, no, my... Human Nature!

This enactment of the ’Wolf Grandmother’ fairy tale has been performed daily for a whole year, and I’m about to puke from it.

Fortunately, there are people to eat every now and then, allowing my body, injured by you, to recover quickly.

If you hadn’t gone out of your way to persuade the Old Continent’s sailors to leave, they might not have found my little cabin to become the food for my power boost.

Didn’t you want to perish with me?

Unfortunately, the ultimate victor is still me!

Brittany, have you forgotten everything after I took a bite out of your brain? Hahaha..."

The retreating Little Red Riding Hood trying desperately to distance herself froze upon hearing this.

Crack!

As if some keywords had shattered the barriers of memory, the previously inexplicable doubts finally received answers.

In her terror-filled eyes rose a sharp glint, glaring angrily at the other:

"You are not my Beastly side at all; you are... the monster that walked out from the fairy tale, occupying my body and beastliness!"

At this moment, Little Red Riding Hood, or more accurately, Britney, the Fourth Order wizard from the Fairy Tale School, finally recalled everything.

She had come to this desolate place near Skull Coast, alone, to complete the Promotion Ceremony ’become a fairy tale’.

However, the lonely witch was clearly unlucky, facing a tragic defeat.

The fairy tale that came to life also suffered severe injury, failing to directly replace ’Little Red Riding Hood’ Britney to become a Fifth Order Pseudo-God, resorting to simply occupying her body and beastliness.

Her system collapsed, and the body interacted with the world rift under three oak trees, forming the current Wolf Grandmother Secret Realm.

Entering the Secret Realm meant never being able to leave alive.

Little Red Riding Hood representing human nature and the seven wolves representing divinity escaped the original body but were completely lost in this fairy tale.

Constantly re-enacting Little Red Riding Hood’s experience, endlessly looping, returning again and again.