I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World - I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World chapter 55

55 – Episode 55

Sir’s prediction was exactly right.

The shamans who visited the forest did not give up easily. What a shame to have missed a golden opportunity right in front of your eyes.

If they were good shamans, they would have atoned for their sins and sought a chance from the Wendigo, but those who were driven out did not do that.

They were evil servants who would pull out their swords and chase after an opportunity that was right in front of them.

Gelmir, the shaman of the Turus tribe, showed the most unconventional actions among them all.

Together with like-minded shamans, they decided to persuade the chiefs and raise an army to expedition into the forest.

… And Gelmir regretted it.

‘I looked down on human greed too much.’

“I am the one who brought the most warriors here! Of course, I am the one who should occupy the most forest land!”

“It seems like one of my ancestors is good at talking bullsh*t. Even if the numbers are high, the quality is at an all-time low, so what’s the use?”

“Hmm. I’m the one with the most experience here…”

“If you’ve grown older as you should, give up your greed!”

Inside the colorful tent.

Chiefs who were old enough were glaring at each other and fighting over land they had not yet acquired.

Gelmir sighed inwardly at that pitiful appearance. It was quite enjoyable when I first saw the army starting to gather one by one.

In a situation where a direct confrontation with the forest spirit was scheduled, the more meat shields there were, the better.

But the fun is short-lived.

It was good to persuade the chieftain and gather warriors, but…

… The plan went awry when more chiefs participated in this expedition than originally planned.

Gelmir glared at the shamans. The shamans also avoided Gelmir’s gaze because they did not expect this situation.

Gelmir gave the shamans a disdainful look and gritted his teeth.

‘You idiots. A chess piece that you can’t control is nothing more than a variable that will ruin your plan!’

Gelmir was able to predict the shaman’s intentions. Isn’t this a shallow intention that if they bring more troops, they can get more loot from the forest?

If only one or two people had done that, it could have been overlooked. That’s because I was able to get past that as a comfortable margin of error.

But, like the cunning bastards they are, they did it all and couldn’t even coordinate the chieftains on such a topic.

‘No. Rather, it would be the right judgment to say that they are encouraging it. Even if the alliance goes awry, it will be enough as long as we can get the loot at the end.’

A bad guy knows how to find out what a bad guy is thinking.

Gelmir barely managed to calm down his rising anger and tapped the ground with his staff.

A bell with a cane made a clear sound and made waves. The wave passed over the chieftains, cooling their excited emotions.

However, it was rude to cast spells without permission. A chief questioned Gelmir with a shocked expression.

“You. No matter how you use magic so carelessly…”

“Shut up. I planned this expedition, and I am the chieftain and shaman of the Turus tribe. I am certainly grateful that you came with an army, but you cannot ignore my authority.”

Gelmir was an old man who could never be called young, but no one could ignore him.

It is no ordinary person to be born with the qualities of a shaman, but who would look down on someone who has even held the position of chieftain?

This was especially true considering the northerners’ custom of inheriting the position of chieftain to a warrior.

The chief, who spoke rudely, slowly took a step back when he saw the wounded muscles writhing under Gelmir’s clothes.

“I don’t blame you for discussing the spoils. I know better than anyone else that a chieftain is someone who must always take care of the warriors’ share.”

“Hmm. I’m glad you understand.”

“Isn’t that obvious? The shamans who persuaded you right away also brought in unplanned people to get their own loot.”

Gelmir’s angry, angry arrows were aimed at the shamans. The shamans looked uncomfortable and avoided eye contact.

Gelmir glared at the shamans for a moment and then looked away. This was enough to see that his authority was acknowledged.

Gelmir maintained a vague attitude while receiving the attention of the chieftains and shamans. He wanted to buy time to revise his original plan.

‘At first, I was planning to assert my authority as a shaman and a chieftain leading the army… But I guess that will be difficult.’

Now they have acknowledged their authority because of their indecent behavior, but Gelmir was not foolish enough to think that this attitude would continue.

They are all people who wield power and live for their own taste, so if they get the chance, they will make a fuss to become the head of the alliance.

‘It would be better to reduce the number.’

After revising the plan in his head, Gelmir shed the cool-headed look he had shown until now and spoke like a benevolent wise man.

“All of your opinions are valid. Everyone gathered here will have at least one outstanding advantage.”

“But that doesn’t mean we can divide the loot equally.”

“That’s true. But if each person excels at something, there is a good standard for dividing the spoils.”

A chieftain asked Gelmir as if he were possessed by his wise voice.

“A good standard. What is it?”

“It’s simple. If each person has something outstanding, wouldn’t it be enough to divide the spoils based on the merits of each chieftain?”

Some of the chiefs’ faces were crumpled, while others were wide-faced. Naturally, the former were people who had no confidence in taking credit.

The problem is that in order to express dissatisfaction, you have just given a list of reasons why you need to take a lot of loot.

‘Damn it. If I express my dissatisfaction here, it would be like showing my shortcomings.’

‘He’s like a snake. Was this the reason I was watching the argument?’

“I don’t think there will be any complaints. After listening to my story, each of us had at least one area in which we were confident.”

“hahahahaha. I wonder if it’s possible!”

“Hmm. If we divide by fair standards like this, there won’t be any need for ugly fights.”

Chiefs who were confident that they could contribute naturally became Gelmir’s supporters.

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Of course, it was clear that this support would become a dagger and stab Gelmir in the back the moment he showed an opening.

But Gelmir didn’t care one bit. Because he himself was not a trustworthy person to trust others.

Gelmir revealed his plan thanks to his aura.

“Our plan is to advance, occupying the forest step by step. Winter is still far away, so there is no need to rush.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to disperse and spread out?”

When someone expressed an opinion, the chieftains nodded. Their eyes were already burning with a desire to achieve success.

How can you achieve success and win spoils only if you move step by step?

Gelmir swallowed a bitter laugh. It was a reaction that was no different from his thoughts.

‘Northerners are predators from birth. How much can such people endure with the prey right in front of them!’

Gel Mir shook his head with a stern expression.

“No matter how uncivilized the forest people are, they cannot let down their guard as long as they are receiving help from the spirits. I understand your feelings, but I cannot accept that opinion.”

The chieftains tried hard to hide their discomfort, but they could not fool Gelmir’s eyes.

If they are like this, they will definitely take independent action.

* · * *

The Union army slowly entered the forest as planned by Gelmir.

Of course, when several tribes moved as a group, their speed became as slow as slugs…

Todel, the shaman of the Lair tribe, did not like this frustrating movement. It was also largely because there was no story like this in the first place.

‘If the spirit escapes, why are you so relaxed?’

After all, isn’t a battle something that should be fought like a gust of wind and end all at once?

Todel, who was born with the tribe’s unique temperament, could not tolerate such dull behavior. Of course, this was the same for the chieftain of the Lair tribe…

“Todel. All members of the separate unit have gathered.”

“Good. Everyone move as quietly and quickly as possible.”

Todel joined forces with the chieftain and selected skilled and courageous warriors to form a detachment.

The goal of the detachment was simple and clear.

Quickly find the forest people’s village and inform the main force!

“Todel. How about we take over the village? The forest bastards are few in number, so we should be able to take over the village with the current number of people.”

“It wouldn’t be a bad thing if it was possible, but if you’re too hasty, you’ll end up doing things wrong.”

Todel tried to appease his warriors, but his thoughts made little difference. The forest people he saw when he visited the forest were extremely peaceful.

But there was something Todel overlooked…

It had been a while since this forest had been peaceful.

“It’s an arrow!”

Arrows flew from among the bushes targeting the warriors. Dozens of arrows struck the warriors, and the unlucky ones died from arrows lodged in their necks or hearts.

The warriors, who had not even sensed a sense of surprise, panicked and hid behind trees and shields.

Todel clicked his tongue and took out a bronze mirror from his arms.

“Mirror, mirror. Tell me the location of my enemies!”

The mirror that received sunlight emitted brilliant light and illuminated the forest.

The forest warriors were completely hidden between the bushes and trees, but shadows appeared in all directions as if facing the sun on the plain.

“Chase the shadow!”

“Their spells are revealing our location. Attack!”

Under Todel’s spell, the forest warriors gave up hiding and ran out.

Todel broke into a cold sweat as the number of enemies was greater than he expected. At this level, they knew their location and set up an ambush in advance.

‘Were the spirit’s eyes watching us? I can’t help it. Now let’s take them down…’

“Spirit. Look down on us!!!”

Todel, who was taking out a weapon from his chest, stopped when a shout spread out like a thunderbolt. A sturdy warrior was wearing a bone helmet on his head, his eyes shining with fanaticism.

When a warrior wearing leather and a bone helmet came running, the warriors of the Leir tribe looked at him like they were crazy.

“You crazy guy. Jumping into battle without even wearing any armor!”

The warriors’ spear swords were swung towards the warrior’s body. The warrior lunged towards the spear knife with his bare body as if he did not feel the slightest fear…

Kagagagak!

“This is crazy!?”

“hahahahaha! The spirit is with me, but you think your meager spear knife can pierce my body!”

The warrior, who blocked the spear knife with his bare body, burst into laughter and swung his axe. The warriors’ bodies were split and torn apart, including their armor.

Todel hurriedly took out his weapon when the spell on the bone helmet was stronger than expected.

“Everyone get out of the way. I’ll deal with that guy!”

What Todel took out was a small dagger. Compared to an axe, it looked insignificant, but of course it was not an ordinary weapon since it was drawn by a shaman.

Todel reached near the warrior and swung his dagger into the air. Then the dagger created a loud gust of wind and cut the blade of the wind…

At that moment, a wolf rider from the Blue Mane tribe appeared from the forest without a sound and jumped out toward Todel.

“Blue Mane Warriors. Now is our chance to prove our worth to the spirits!!”

“Bite! Today you will fill your stomach with the flesh of your enemies!”

“Crrr!”

When the large wolf lunged at him aiming for his neck, Todel hurriedly burst out in the air and flew backwards.

However, unlike him, a shaman, his warriors were incapable of such mystical movements. The warriors began to be pushed back helplessly by the sudden attack of the wolf riders.

Todel looked at the battlefield with trembling eyes.

The bone-helmeted warrior was fighting ten warriors alone, and the wolf riders were viciously ravaging the warriors, stabbing and cutting them.

A sight that makes it impossible to believe that these are weak people who have been under the protection of spirits.

‘Aren’t they people who are blessed with peace and protected by spirits?’

Todel sensed something was wrong with him.