Chapter 143 | Reincarnated as a Prince in a Twisted Fairy Tale World

The wolf-eared girl grew visibly excited.

"I didn't expect to run into a foreigner..."

Unfortunately, the prince was in no mood for a romantic encounter with a beautiful girl; he caught the key information in her words.

So spells are useless? No wonder it was so hard to kill.

Faust had thought the difficulty of this dungeon was incredibly high, given that a mere grunt had made him break a sweat.

He had been too full of himself; he should have realized there would be damage immunity mechanics. After all, if even the heavy firepower of the empire could be ignored, how could he assume other powers wouldn't be banned?

I knew blades were superior to guns here, but I didn't expect the effectiveness of spells to be so heavily discounted.

【It's true; only blades will never fail the son of man. Even if it is mere mortal iron, there is the possibility of slaying a god... Or rather, it is only because it is mortal iron that it is possible.】

Faust was a bit annoyed. He hadn't come fully armed because he relied too much on the Great Thunder. After all, what weapon could compare to the ever-changing, devastating power of lightning?

The sword he usually carried had also been completely destroyed during the previous battle, having been melted down into a medium for the electricity.

Just as Faust was about to ask the wolf-eared Hunter for a weapon, he saw her kick open the tactical box with her boot.

"Click—"

With a crisp sound, the tactical box opened, and neatly arranged weapons popped out from the clearly compressed space.

Long blades, short swords, daggers, hand axes, and even flintlocks... the variety was staggering, and every weapon shimmered with a well-maintained luster.

The girl pulled out a pocket watch and tossed the gold-plated timepiece to Faust.

"Foreigner, please wait a moment while I deal with these beasts."

"Just give me... fifteen minutes."

With those words, the girl turned and charged alone into the encirclement of frenzied beasts.

Faust walked over to the tactical box and watched.

Since she was a stranger who had kindly come to support him, there was no need to refuse her goodwill. The girl seemed confident, and if she turned out to be overconfident, it wouldn't be too late for him to step in then.

The tactical box automatically ejected a straight-edged blade, which the wolf-eared girl caught firmly in mid-air before...

"Squelch—"

The bright red blade in her hand swept out, creating a violent shockwave that mowed down a frenzied beast beneath her like a scythe through weeds, cutting it in half.

An instant kill!

Faust had spent a long time struggling with these beasts, yet in the hands of this mysterious wolf-eared girl, it was a matter of a single strike.

The prince watched this scene, unconsciously furrowing his brows.

Ugh, I hope this is just a specialized advantage, otherwise, wouldn't I just be a stepping stone for her?

Aside from a witch, Faust refused to be a stepping stone for anyone!

At the edge of the forest, with the death of the first frenzied beast serving as the opening act, Faust witnessed a hunting performance unlike anything he had ever seen before.

The tactical box seemed to have an automatic mechanism, precisely ejecting a different hunting weapon every minute into the wolf-eared girl's hands.

Upon receiving a new weapon, the girl would casually discard the previous one, instantaneously shifting her combat style. She wielded every type of weapon with supreme mastery.

She swung a hand axe to smash through hardened carapaces, used a spear to pierce the skulls of the frenzied beasts, then used a horizontal blade to parry their bites before shattering their lunging claws and limbs with a heavy hammer.

Slashing, crushing, piercing, decapitating, bisecting, tearing, and sundering... she slaughtered them in every way imaginable.

Bathed in the scalding blood erupting from all sides like fountains, the wolf-eared girl scanned her surroundings with cold, sharp eyes. Her movements were light and swift; she always found the weak points of the frenzied beasts with extreme precision, then demonstrated how to hunt them with her various weapons.

As the slaughter continued, a layer of crimson light surfaced on her hunting gear, making her even sharper and more unstoppable.

She released an unbelievable sense of violent beauty.

Rather than a hunt, it was more like a dance!

"Puchi—"

When the last frenzied beast emerging from the darkness was slain, the wolf-eared girl plunged the twin blades in her hands into the ground.

Her hunting gear was almost completely soaked in deep red blood, but not a single corner of her clothing was damaged. The frenzied beasts had been unable to harm her in the slightest.

"Whew—"

The white-haired girl took a deep breath and pulled up her hood, which had been stained bright red. Then, the blood moon cast its light down, dispersing the mist.

"Hummm—"

The surrounding air seemed to boil. Accompanied by the satisfying sound of burning, the severed limbs of the beasts and even the bloodstains on the girl were completely purified under the moonlight.

In just a few breaths, all traces of the fight were erased. If one didn't look at the damage to the ground and the trees, no one would be able to tell that a grand hunt had just taken place here.

"Ding—"

The pocket watch in Faust's hand let out a crisp chime at that exact moment. Exactly fifteen minutes had passed since the girl made her move.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap—"

Faust began to applaud vigorously, offering sincere praise to the white-haired wolf girl.

"Elegant! Absolutely elegant!"

The girl's wolf ears perked up instantly upon hearing this, and she looked at Faust.

"Elegant... foreigner, is that what you think?"

"Of course! I've never seen such a magnificent hunt! The way you transitioned between different weapons and your execution techniques were breathtaking. Just how long did you practice for!"

Faust meant it from the bottom of his heart; he was almost crying with envy.

Why didn't I think of this 'weapon master' playstyle! If I didn't know better, I'd think I was playing some traditional action game.

Efficiency aside, it was undeniably cool.

I'll remember this. Next time I show off, I have to do it like this! My sub-profession is martial saint, so I can definitely learn the hundred martial arts. Mastering all types of weapons won't be a problem.

The wolf-eared girl found the prince's heartfelt praise extremely gratifying. She tried her best to suppress the curve of her lips, but the fluffy tail behind her couldn't stop swaying from side to side.

"It's a habit of mine. In my family, most of my kin don't approve of my methods. They think mastering one or two specific hunting weapons is enough and that my combat style is too performative."

"But I believe life needs a sense of ritual. Even cold, heartless slaughter needs to be adorned with ritual. The ability to give meaning to bleak matters is the difference between humans and beasts... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself."

Remembering the essential greeting, the white-haired girl pinched a corner of her cape, placed a hand over her chest, and bowed slightly, performing an elegant salute to Faust.

"Alkin Fenrir. You can call me Qin. I am a Red Riding Hood Hunter of the Fog Moon Kingdom's hunter troupe."

Upon hearing this, Faust's smile vanished instantly, and his expression became incredibly serious because he had caught an extraordinary keyword.

"...Red Riding Hood?"

Alkin nodded, saying proudly, "It is a title of honor our family bestows upon a champion hunter... It's complicated to explain in detail, but all you need to know is that it is a title unique to me."