I Became the Guild Leader in Exile - I Became the Guild Leader in Exile chapter 78
78 – 1# The Story of the Wolf Imprisoned in the Black Swamp (5)
Gleipnir.
The gods who heard the prophecy of Ragnarok created it to bind the monsters.
The dwarves crafted it with things that didn’t exist in this world.
It was softer than silk, yet stronger than any chain. It could even pull down the heavens and the earth. Of course, she had doubted it at first.
Who would bring such a ridiculous thing and try to bind her with it? Yet, she had put her foot into the chain. To her, they were like family.
She wanted to believe.
She didn’t want to be swayed by the prophecy.
It wasn’t that kind of relationship.
She was foolish. She was naive. Now, she had become a bound dog, dragged around by the chain. As a wolf, her pride and honor had already been trampled and fallen to the ground.
Her sharp claws and teeth were useless. She could only wait helplessly for the prophecy to unfold. That’s what she thought. Or rather, she had given up.
But what’s this?
A human suddenly appeared and claimed to help her. Did they really break the Gleipnir with their strength? Penelope was naturally flustered.
“…….”
“What are you saying?”
“Master, it seems to be broken.”
“Broken?”
Zig nodded. Sometimes, people are left speechless when they witness something that surpasses their imagination. That’s what they mean by “broken.”
“I’ve changed a lot since I’ve been with Master.”
For instance, people made of bones and flesh can swim in a volcano. With intense training, they can become stronger than steel. There were many absurd common senses.
“Mom! Are we free now?!”
“Can we go out now?!”
“……Yes, that’s right.”
The wolves gathered around Penelope. Only then could she regain her composure. She had made a promise with them. If they were freed, they would travel together outside.
Penelope smiled and stroked the heads of the children one by one. Who would have thought that she could keep that promise? Her gaze then turned to him.
“Thank you. Thanks to you, I can finally take my revenge.”
And an unexpected gratitude returned. Zig was taken aback, gazing at her. She was definitely smiling, a smile filled with joy and delight.
The only problem was that she wasn’t thinking of traveling with her family. She was thinking of taking revenge on the gods who bound her. Zig, who had noticed this, tried to stop her.
But soon, he realized that he had no right to do so. After all, they had bound her and sent her to this hellish place. Who wouldn’t be angry?
“Are you going to take revenge on the gods?”
However, just as Zig was hesitating, Isaac took a step forward. Isaac looked her straight in the eye and said, “Of course.”
Penelope nodded as if it was only natural. She had endured until now. The accumulated hatred and resentment. She would unleash it all at once.
“Especially Odin. That swindler wouldn’t be satisfied even if he devoured the whole mountain.”
Our father, who gave birth to us, said so. He’s not the type to abandon his family, no matter how strict or uninteresting he may be. So I believed him. He wouldn’t bind us.
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But.
What’s the result of my trust?
I’m trapped in shackles, and the snake has been abandoned in the sea.
My younger sister has been exiled to the deepest, darkest hell.
If I were the only one who suffered, maybe I could have quietly buried it. But they crossed the line, even touching my siblings.
“My upper teeth will tear the sky, and my lower teeth will shatter the earth.”
Furious. Her anger was truly reaching the heavens, and it was an understandable anger. Her wrath, which couldn’t be quenched, was directed at Isaac.
“Do you want to say I was wrong? Is that what you want, Ein?”
If Isaac wasn’t the one who had cut off Gleipnir, Fenrir would have torn him apart right then and there. Even if it were possible, it’s not like it was.
“No.”
But Isaac didn’t affirm her question. Isaac wasn’t denying revenge either. Rather, he understood her feelings better than anyone.
“If they touched my family, I would do the same. Ah!”
As a concept idol, it’s only natural to understand this situation. It’s not like I wouldn’t do the same if it were just me, but they touched my family. Even a pushover can’t tolerate it if their family is touched.
“I don’t have the right to deny your revenge. I would do the same.”
“Then…!!”
“But what about your family behind you?”
“……”
Isaac mercilessly dug into the part she was trying to avoid, and Fenrir felt an unbearable pain. Her gaze eventually turned back.
There, she saw the kids who were watching her with fearful expressions. It was just a whim, or perhaps they felt a sense of camaraderie.
Those kids, or me, we’re not that different, I thought. I’ve been living, watching over the kids one by one. That’s all. If needed, I can discard them anytime.
That’s what I thought. My kids, who I saved with my mercy, can be killed anytime with a whim. Anyway, they’re not my real family. But why? I don’t know.
“It’s not that I’m telling you not to take revenge. It’s that you should wait for the right time.”
“……”
“You can do it after you’ve saved all your family members. It won’t be too late then.”
“…… That’s ridiculous, even for nonsense.”
Fenrir was at a loss. Even if she managed to save herself, the other siblings would be much harder to save. Fenrir openly ridiculed Isaac’s words.
“Are you saying you’ll save all those kids? While fighting against the gods?”
I didn’t expect an answer.
At least, I hoped he would understand what he was saying.
But.
“I understand.”
A completely unexpected answer came back.
* * *
Isaac discussed with Zieg and decided on a place where Fenrir and the wolves could live. Fortunately, Zieg had vast knowledge, rivaling that of a bumaster, and knew all about the guild’s circumstances.
Thanks to that, Isaac was able to prepare a wonderful residence for Fenrir and the wolves. Of course, Fenrir wasn’t a fool either. She had been deceived by the gods she trusted and came to this place.
But humans are humans. They wouldn’t do less, would they? So she asked many questions, very cautiously. Even Isaac couldn’t answer some of them.
“If your proposal isn’t a lie, answer my questions.”
“Of course.”
“…….”
Thanks to this, the genre naturally transitioned into a rap battle between Zick and Fenrir. Fenrir asked numerous questions, trying to find contradictions that couldn’t exist.
Zick made an effort to repay his master, who believed in him and entrusted everything to him. And that effort was rewarded. Fenrir let out a deep sigh and said:
“It seems there’s not a single lie.”
“What’s with that? Do you think I’m negotiating in someone else’s name?”
“I acknowledge that. You think that name is more honorable than anyone else’s.”
“…….”
In fact, Guild Master Isaac just watched from behind, but that was secondary. Fenrir couldn’t help but acknowledge that lies would eventually be exposed.
However, just now, during their conversation, Fenrir didn’t sense any lies or suspicions. Even in conversations with gods, Fenrir was sharp enough to detect deceit!
“But there’s something that bothers me.”
“You still can’t dispel your doubts?”
“No, at least I know you’re sincere.”
“Then…….”
“But because of that, I can’t understand it even more.”
Yes, the most incomprehensible fact was why they would help someone like him, who was destined to destroy the world in Ragnarok.
“Let’s be direct. Then I’ll speak honestly too. Bringing you guys is a huge risk.”
That was a fact Fenrir couldn’t deny. Fenrir and the wolves were practically public enemies, and no matter what methods were used, they had to be killed.
But to bring such a Fenrir and let him live? Of course, the political risk was enormous. If things went wrong, it could lead to war with the law.
But.
“Master decided to do so.”
Nothing else mattered. Master decided to do so, and I thought it was right. Then, that’s the end of the story. Risk? I’ve already stopped worrying about that.
“……Is that so.”
A sincerity without a single lie. It was like regaining a long-lost light in the darkness. The light was too dazzling, and I couldn’t help but avert my gaze.
Then, now.
Can I believe in you guys too?
Can you guys save us?
‘Random scribbles are fun. Hehe.’
The most fortunate thing right now is that they didn’t see Isaac, who was scribbling on the floor with a branch, due to mental overload.