I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World - I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World chapter 65

65 – Episode 65

As your status increases, you will naturally have someone to assist you.

Just as the Wendigo had great arms called Skadi and Geron, Skadi and Geron also had such people.

In the case of Skadi, Osa could be said to be a kind of secretary and aide.

In Skadi’s hut, Osa made tea for Skadi and served it.

“You worked hard today too.”

“Mr. Osa worked hard today as well, treating the warriors together.”

As Skadi sipped her tea with a bright smile, Osa fidgeted and wiggled her hands.

“Rather, it was a valuable time where I could learn a lot from people around me. I learned more from Skadi than I did while wandering alone.”

“hehehehe. Thank you for empty words.”

“It’s true!”

Skadi answered humbly and sipped his tea, and Osa gave him a look filled with respect.

It is easy to find a shaman with excellent skills, but it is difficult to find a shaman who has both skill and character.

As if it were proof, Osa brought the gratitude left behind by the warriors and showed it to Skadi.

“Of all the shamans I’ve seen, Skadi is the only one who receives something like this. He’s skilled, but if people don’t like it, why would he give a gift like this?”

Luxury items such as high-quality clothing, accessories, and sachets were hard to find in the forest, but people willingly gave them to Skadi.

Even though he did not receive it, Osa was proud of this fact. To her, Skadi was a kind of role model for her.

“Skadi, I think it would be better to show off to people more.”

“Umm… I don’t know.”

Skadi looked embarrassed as she ran her fingers through the teacup.

She is more mature now than before, but in the past she also had a lot of clumsy aspects.

“In fact, if she hadn’t met Wendigo, I might not have been much different from other shamans.”

“Surely the spirit is good too.”

“No. That’s not it…”

Skadi smiled awkwardly and recalled her past.

To be honest, she was a kind of black person who incited people to follow the Wendigo fanatically.

‘If she had done it wrong, she might have created a group of fanatics who follow Wendigo…’

She imagined herself sipping her tea and giving a speech in front of her people, making fanatical gestures.

And when I met Osa’s eyes, I felt ashamed even though I had not committed anything.

“Skadi. Why are you doing this?”

“Oh, no! Hey, would you like some apple pie I made? I have some leftover from making it for Wendigo.”

“Yes!!!”

Osa threw away the conversation we had just had at the mention of Skadi’s apple pie.

It was because of the influence of her childhood, when she suffered from hunger, that she became fascinated with delicious food.

As Osa lifted her body, drooling, Skadi smiled like a mother and brought her a plate of apple pie.

Apple pie made with finely sliced fresh apples, filled with honey, cinnamon, and cream, and topped with maple syrup on crispy bread.

“Ahh…”

“Mr. Osa, I’m drooling!”

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. This is my first time seeing an apple pie that looks this delicious… Can I really eat it?”

Osa grabbed her utensils while asking her permission. She looked at Skadi sadly, like a puppy staring at her treat.

Skadi nodded and cut her own apple pie. Osa watched the scene reverently.

The smell of apples wafting out and the sight of the pie crunchy like autumn leaves are mouth-watering…

“Skadi! Osa! The spirit is urgently looking for you.”

“……”

Skadi, who was cutting the pie, stopped.

It is said to be a rather important matter that the Wendigo, who usually looks out for the convenience of her subordinates, is urgently looking for her…

Skadi looked at Osa with sad eyes. She asked her cautiously.

“Osa. Shall we come back and eat?”

Osa pursed her lips with an expression as if the sky had fallen.

She knew she had to go, but she couldn’t accept the fact that she had to leave the apple pie in front of her.

‘If you say you’ll eat on the way… Your reputation as a shaman will fall to the ground.’

If he did something like that, not only himself, but also Skadi and the other shamans would lose face.

Osa answered by lowering her head.

“… Yes, we should go. No matter how delicious the apple pie looks, Wendigo is looking for it.”

“Okay, if you keep it warm, you’ll be able to eat it deliciously when you come back. When you’re done, come back and eat it together.”

Skadi, seeing the most gloomy appearance she had ever seen, comforted Osa as if comforting her child.

Osa nodded and cut a small piece of apple pie, thinking to taste it before leaving.

Wow.

‘… It’s so delicious that there are sad days.’

Skadi’s apple pie was the best pie she had ever had.

Osa could not have been so sad about that fact.

* · * *

Skadi and Osa, who knew about the Wendigo, heard an explanation about the delegation.

Skadi thought it was definitely an important issue given that the delegation had come…

“Well, that’s why I like apple pie…”

When Osa realized that the reason she had called her was because of Sir, her body faltered.

If that was the case, it would have been fine to call another shaman!

‘…They said they would help me later!’

Osa cursed other sorcerers who were not helpful. Of course, I knew that they were each wandering around the forest helping people, but I couldn’t help but hate them.

Such a trivial fact did not occur to Osa, who lost the apple pie right before her eyes.

Skadi patted Osa’s shoulder, which was trembling miserably.

“Osa. Cheer up.”

“Yes…”

Osa nodded her head weakly and explained about Sir.

What kind of tribe is the Freyr tribe? Who is the founder? How deep is Sir’s bloodline?

“Syr is also an excellent merchant. Her shamans even joke that her storehouse is filled with endless catalysts and reagents.”

“He’s a merchant. Then, his participation in the envoy this time can be seen as a sign that he was well-calculated.”

Osa nodded her head. If she was Sir, she could have done that.

She is a woman who always calmly understands the situation and moves without making any hasty moves, so she must have done the same this time as well.

When she couldn’t think of anything else, Osa politely bowed her head and stepped behind her.

As was her habit, the Wendigo gathered her thoughts by tapping the armrests of her throne with her fingernails.

‘Merchant. ‘He’s a merchant…’

The word merchant means that transactions are possible, but the Wendigo did not let down its guard.

Just thinking about the number of people, she could see that the merchants of this world were quite unusual people.

‘If they can sell it, they will dig up a human corpse and sell it.’

Of course, not all merchants are like that, but Sir is an excellent merchant and shaman.

The two suspicious smells combined made it difficult to find this suspicious person.

‘The problem is that it would be a shame to kick them out without even meeting them.’

If she is a woman who is the owner of one of the few cities in the north, it would be good to meet her at least once.

After gathering her thoughts, the Wendigo gestured to Geron.

“Tell the riders to guide the delegation. She’s a girl we didn’t plan on, but it would be nice to meet her.”

“I’ll tell you to watch to see if you’re doing anything suspicious.”

“Okay. Tell them that if they do anything strange, I can attack them.”

Geron nodded her head and left the temple.

Naturally, only Wendigo, Skadi, and Osa remained here.

“Wendigo. If it’s okay with you, can we just leave?”

“It’s been a while since Skadi said he would go out first… Is there anything urgent?”

The Wendigo was puzzled. She always wanted to be with Skadi as much as possible.

Whenever she had a chance to talk, she would even bring up the trivial story of Oneton being a picky eater…

“Ahahahaha. That’s…”

Skadi glanced at Osa. Osa’s face was losing its shine and slowly losing its warmth.

“Oh, I was researching a new spell in the cabin!”

“Oh my gosh, I guess I got the timing wrong. Just go. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Thank you! Come on, Osa! Let’s go!”

Skadi hurriedly extended her hand to Osa, feeling guilty about deceiving the Wendigo.

Osa grabbed hold of the benevolent hand of salvation(?), His eyes shining.

The Wendigo noticed the change in her appearance and was puzzled.

‘Has Osa had a lot of work to do recently? I don’t think that was it.’

But the Wendigo couldn’t ask either of them. For that reason, their steps were as solemn as those of heroes.

There must be something important he doesn’t know!

* · * *

The Wendigo’s orders were always delivered by the fastest ravens in the forest.

Jaqen, the leader of the Bluemane Tribe and the de facto leader of the Wolf Riders, checked the war record.

[ Escort the delegation, including the shaman named Sir, to the spirit’s temple. However, if they are doing something suspicious, you can kill them. ]

“Hmm… I can’t help it if the spirit gives permission.”

“Is it okay? Letting an outside shaman into the forest…”

A warrior showed signs of dislike and questioned Jaken. The other warriors did not express their feelings, but their thoughts were not much different.

They thought that, except for the forest shamans, the rest were selfish bastards who only looked out for their own interests.

“Honestly, except for us shamans, they all seem like bad guys.”

“I guess they are different from those who passed the spirit’s test. I heard that the people who invaded the forest this time were the ones who failed the test.”

“Quiet! This is ultimately the spirit’s will. We just have to follow the spirit’s orders.”

Jaqen spoke firmly, and the warriors let go of their personal feelings. Certainly he was right.

In the end, it is something that the Spirit has given permission to do, so there is no need for them to make personal judgments…

At that moment, a shadow leapt past Jaken, accompanied by a wolf howl.

“Kung! Kwang!”

“Who is it? Who ran out without orders?”

Jaqen frowned and looked around. He could not forgive a warrior who did not follow orders, regardless of whether he was honest or loyal.

But… The warriors stood firm and waited for his orders. They pointed ahead with surprised expressions.

“Oneton! Oneton jumped out!”

“What!?”

Jaqen looked ahead in shock. Why does the name of the cursed spirit that killed the spirit appear here?

Of course it wasn’t the Oneton. How can a spirit whose origins have been torn away by the Wendigo come back alive?

What the warriors were pointing at was a giant wolf favored by the Wendigo.

Jaqen realized the identity of the shadow and sighed.

‘Why did the Spirit and Skadi name the wolf Oneton…’

“Um, Captain? Are you okay?”

A warrior approached Jaken and asked cautiously:

Jaqen looked at the warrior as if asking what he was talking about. It’s not a spirit that would be unpleasant to chew, so what’s the problem with a wolf?

The warrior said while looking closely.

“Oneton, that is, the wolf ran out in the direction of the delegation.”

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“……”

Jaken’s face hardened in confusion. They didn’t know that if Oneton bit the envoys and killed them, it might be their fault.

“Damn it! Everyone, get on board quickly! We have to reach the delegation faster than this guy!”

“I recognized that wolf’s name since he was Oneton!”

“Oh really!”

The warriors who realized the situation eagerly chewed Oneton and drove the wolves.

As expected, the name Oneton was clearly a mistake.