I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World - I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World chapter 59

59 – Episode 59

“As expected, I knew what it meant.”

Geron, who looked alternately at the arrow and the Wendigo’s face, nodded her head with a stern expression.

The Wendigo met her eyes filled with Geron’s confidence and nodded her head. She had predicted that if it was Geron who handled major and minor issues in the forest, she would recognize it right away.

“I plan to imbue that arrow with the power of the spirit and wipe out the enemies in one go.”

“Yes. Putting power into the arrow… Huh? What does that mean?”

“Huh? Weren’t you planning to severely punish the enemies with those arrows? Then, the united chiefs will blame each other and cause internal strife…”

“……”

The Wendigo wondered if Geron was joking, but when she realized that the feelings she felt from him were honest, she regretted it all over again.

How violent and ignorant must he have been to make Geron think of him as a homicidal maniac!

“Did I look that ignorant? Even so…”

“You’re ignorant. If you had the power of the spirit, anyone would have done that.”

Geron countered the Wendigo’s complaints with a stern expression. To be honest, it was not unusual for the Wendigo to subdue her enemies with overwhelming power if she wanted to.

Sometimes, harsh punishment is better than gentle selection to drive out an evil mind.

If you use the power of the Wendigo, it will be strange even if the Alliance warriors bow their heads and obey her..

“Well, you said you had no intention of fighting that way.”

“I did it because I was wondering if the spirit might be very angry with outsiders.”

“No matter how angry I am, wouldn’t such a method cause damage to the forest? I hope to avoid using such a method if possible.”

In response to the Wendigo’s reply, Geron could barely hold back the words, ‘Didn’t you fight and make a mess of the forest enough on a regular basis?’

Sometimes you have to be able to turn a blind eye to your master’s quirks.

It was then. Skadi came with Oneton to meet the Wendigo.

She greeted Geron and Wendigo with a bright smile.

“Mr. Wendigo. Mr. Geron. He said he had a favor to ask me, so I came here.”

“You came at the right time.”

The Wendigo welcomed Skadi warmly. She thought that if it were her, she would figure out his plan right away.

Skadi was indeed a brilliant shaman. She immediately deduced the Wendigo’s plan by looking at the unfolded map, the atmosphere, and the mystical ice arrow in the Wendigo’s hand.

“Wendigo. It’s certainly a pretty good way to annihilate enemies with these arrows, but it might be an opportunity for people to be afraid of you.”

“……”

When even Skadi, whom she trusted, evaluated her as if she were her best friend, the Wendigo lowered her head in despondency.

‘Did I fight like a crazy person?’

It was unfair. He always tried to live in peace, so why did he suffer such misunderstandings?

I just cut down a few spirits, tore apart a demonic beast, and wrapped a fog around a beastman…

‘… Now that I think about it, I really fought like a crazy person.’

The Wendigo realized that she was really having a good time and let out a deep sigh.

How did I, a pacifist, become so stained with blood…

The Wendigo hated the world today.

* · * *

Fortunately, Skadi’s misunderstanding(?) Was quickly resolved. It was because of the arrow that she thought the Wendigo had prepared for her extreme methods in the first place.

It looks like an arrow, but what it contains is a cold mystery that goes beyond maintaining its solidity and shape.

Skadi suspected that the Wendigo was preparing for mass destruction due to the mystery.

The Wendigo, who knew her truth, asked Skadi with a shocked expression.

“Are there that many mysteries involved?”

“Yes. Honestly… If an arrow like this is fired, I don’t think it would be surprising if the cold weather hits like a storm and people turn into ice cubes.”

“Was it such a fearsome arrow???”

Geron looked at the Wendigo with an expression of bewilderment. She said she didn’t mean to be violent, but the arrow went beyond violence and was close to disaster.

The Wendigo felt Geron’s gaze, but she quietly ignored it. Her shamelessness was only possible because it had not been a day or two since she had been beaten by Geron.

The Wendigo pulled out a bunch of her mystery from her arrow and held it out again to Skadi.

“Is this enough?”

“It’s still dangerous enough. It’s not at the level of causing disaster like the arrow just did, but a shaman would immediately notice that the arrow was strange.”

“Is this really all it takes?”

“Perhaps if you told me I could take the arrow instead of getting hit by it, maybe five out of ten would try?”

Wendigo was quite intrigued by Skadi’s example. If we do well, we can make the union’s shamans volunteer…

“No. If you kill only the shaman, it’s obvious that rumors will spread that it’s a crazy spirit that shoots and kills shamans.”

“Considering the authority of the spirit, I don’t think it’s a very bad thing.”

“I don’t want to gain authority through notoriety. Anyway… Making the ice crystal I gave to Isaac is not an easy task either.”

The Wendigo grunted as she plucked her mystique from her arrow. Since the secrets she normally used were so negligible, she had no choice but to be clumsy at tasks that required such delicacy.

Skadi, who was watching her, realized that she was strange.

“Wendigo. Do we really need to use the arrows wendigo made?”

“Hmm? Well, since I plan to shoot arrows, of course I have to make a weapon… Ah.”

The Wendigo reflexively answered Skadi’s question and paused. When she thought about it, she could use any arrow, even if it wasn’t an ice arrow.

If she noticed that the arrow was made of ice in the first place, she would naturally suspect that the arrow’s owner was Wendigo.

The Wendigo was helpless and stared at the hollow ice arrow.

She succeeded in extracting her mystery while maintaining her firmness just as he wanted…

The wendigo was so upset without realizing it that it broke the arrow. He threw the arrow to the ground and made a promise.

‘You can’t believe you’re bothering me like this. I guess I should leave a proper warning to them.’

If the coalition hadn’t gone on an expedition to the forest from the beginning, they wouldn’t have had to worry about this.

The Wendigo was determined to completely destroy the Union.

“Just a few arrows, please. Skadi prepare a means to amplify the sound of the arrows.”

“Yes.”

“Don’t worry.”

And her feelings were also conveyed to Geron and Skadi. The two could sense a slight anger in the Wendigo’s voice, but they didn’t pay much attention to it.

Although the Wendigo herself denied it, they both thought that the Wendigo was a spirit that was infinitely cruel to her enemies.

For a wendigo like that, it wouldn’t be surprising if she wanted to severely punish the Alliance bastards who caused chaos in the forest.

… If she had known what the two were thinking, she would have felt quite aggrieved by the Wendigo.

* · * *

These days, Todel rarely has a smile on her face. After she made a secret pact with the Wendigo, everything went smoothly.

I had fun for the first time in a long time by picking fights with people I didn’t like within the alliance and fighting with greedy people.

Of course, if he had done something like that without any preparation, Todel would have been in trouble in an instant and his head would have been blown off.

Of course, there was a reason why Todel was able to misbehave and avoid punishment…

“I read the road with my magic and there are a lot of traps they made in front of here. Let’s turn that way.”

“Yes, Shaman!”

After the first failure, Todel always seemed to be reading all directions and was aware of obstacles and enemy ambushes in advance.

He commanded the vanguard’s rider with the face of a famous wise man, and the rider answered with full respect and turned his horse’s head.

‘Of course… We were attacked occasionally, but that was unavoidable if we were to completely fool the Alliance.’

Todel did not even blink at that level of damage. In the first place, warriors aren’t even his assets.

As Todel moved away, grinning, traitors gathered around him. They asked Todel with worried expressions.

“Todel. Is there anything the spirit said this time?”

“Slowly, the Alliance bastards are starting to suspect us… Is there anything we can do?”

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“hehehehe. Don’t worry. Who am I? I’m a loyalist who advised the spirits to recruit you. Of course, if I had any plans, I wouldn’t have told you.”

The traitors were anxious as they suddenly became the vanguard of the alliance. It was strange to suddenly give me something that I hadn’t ordered before even if I made a fuss about it.

Seeing that weak appearance, Todel barely suppressed the laughter that was about to burst out and soothed the traitors.

Those who previously looked down on him for his poor skills were willing to bow their heads to him and keep an eye on him.

Who would have thought that he, who was the lowest ranking person, would rise above others like this?

‘This is why morale is a battle of momentum.’

The day he first spoke with another traitor, Todel instinctively realized that this group of traitors was also an opportunity.

Everyone was asked the same question about whether they wanted power. The problem was that it was unknown why the spirit chose them out of so many people.

When others were looking for reasons, Todel thought differently.

Why is it important? The important thing is that they have no way to solve their problems, and you can use it!

Todel used this opportunity to boast that he was the one who told the spirit who to recruit.

That alone was tantamount to hinting that he could influence the spirits.

The reason he could do this was because the shaman that the Wendigo contacted was Todel.

In the first place, the person who manages the channel to the superiors has power.

“There wasn’t much to talk about today. I just told them to lead the troops along the route I gave them.”

“Really? That’s all?”

“I told you so. Your actions are very suspicious. Are you sure you haven’t betrayed me again?”

“Uh, uh huh! That can’t be possible. I’m just worried. I’m worried.”

As the chieftain who was interrogating him curled his tail and retreated, the others also looked at Todel. Their eyes were shining with jealousy and shame, but Todel even liked that sight.

Isn’t all that a burden that the winner must bear?

‘If you think about it, the spirit guy only contacting me might be some kind of hint. A hint that he would promise me a high position if I controlled the traitors well.’

Otherwise, what reason could there be for creating a situation like this where power could be concentrated in him?

Todel, who was already lost in his imagination about who to cut off and who to make as limbs, a messenger rushed over and delivered urgent news.

“Shaman! A thick fog is coming from ahead. If we advance like this, Sia will…”

“Tell them not to worry. When I checked, the enemies seemed to have retreated as they thought it was too much to fight in the fog.”

Todel, who was initially interested in the word ’emergency’, quickly lost interest in the word ‘fog’.

Since the spirit had not given any special information, it was assumed that the fog was not intentional by the spirit but had occurred naturally.

No matter what, the messenger hesitated, perhaps not easily agreeing to march into the fog.

Todel whipped the messenger who was bothering him without even knowing the truth. The messenger screamed and fell to the floor.

“Go! Go and tell them to march quickly!”

“Ugh… Okay, I understand.”

The messenger with torn skin chewed his lip and barely answered. As soon as the messenger left, the army advanced towards the fog.

When the surroundings gradually darkened and it was only possible to see the face of the person next to you, voices of concern emerged from among the traitors again.

“Is this really okay? Even though the fog is thick, it’s still too thick…”

“Well, what did I say? I said it was okay..!?”

No matter how nice it looked, it was bound to become irritating if it continued.

The moment when Todel, who is inferior, tries to raise his voice.

Five or six arrows flew from the rear of the army and rained down on the traitors. The person who voiced his concern died with an arrow stuck in his neck.

“What is this!?”

In a situation where no warning was received from the spirit, Todel panicked and hurriedly took out his amulet and prepared for defense.

Still, if it was a war, the frustrated chieftains tried to calm the soldiers by raising their shields…

“The rear chiefs have betrayed us!!! They are going to kill us all and ask for forgiveness from the spirits!!!”

“It’s behind! Enemies have appeared from behind!!!”

Someone shouted one step ahead of them. The voice was so loud that the warriors sensed that something had happened even when they could not see.

The chieftains and shamans sensed that something was wrong, but there was no time to calm the warriors down.

“It’s an arrow!!!”

“An arrow is flying from behind, from behind!!!”

Arrows rained down on the warriors’ heads again. The warriors screamed and reflexively stopped their advance and turned back.

Todel watched in a daze at the completely unexpected sight and had a hunch.

Something, something, the plan started to proceed strangely.