I Became the Guild Leader in Exile - I Became the Guild Leader in Exile chapter 83

83 – 2# The Huge Snake that Swallows the World (3)

Thanks to the liberal use of teleportation in the law country.

Isaac and Zieg reached their destination in less than a month. The end of the world, the deep abyss prison. Indeed, as rumored, the sea before their eyes was too dark and gloomy.

There were no strollers on the beach, nor was there a coastal village engaged in fishing. Instead, there was a massive fortress.

Who would build such a massive fortress in a desolate sea where no one comes? Of course, there could be other reasons, but the possibility of Yormungand being present was quite high.

“Master, what do we do now?”

“There’s a very simple way.”

“What is it?”

Zieg focused all his attention on Isaac. In a situation where there was no village, no people, and it was hard to get accurate information.

And Isaac’s method was indeed beyond imagination. He directly approached the fortress and surrendered. As a result, they were arrested on the spot.

Rait, the commander-in-chief of the fortress, felt his already aching head worsen. These kids were quite something.

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“What’s your purpose for coming all the way from Gideon?”

But there’s a need to distinguish between public and private matters. First, Rait summoned Isaac and Zieg to the reception room, not a prison cell, to ask about their intentions. Of course, Gideon and the law country didn’t get along.

But had they committed a crime? If asked, one could only shake their heads. And there was no law that imprisoned someone with no guilt.

Even Zieg was surprised by the unexpectedly generous treatment. He thought they would be sent straight to prison, but it seemed there were good people in the law country.

“Rait, I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“What’s with my name being known?”

“Even if your name isn’t known, those who know, know.”

“Indeed, as the one who grasps Gideon’s power, it’s not hard to find out.”

Gideon had the Golden Deer, which had roots spread across the continent, and the Night King Rox, the ruler of the underworld. Using that, it wasn’t hard to find out someone’s name.

In a shabby room that was embarrassing to call a reception room, Rait poured tea. His white hair was mixed with the dark, gloomy atmosphere, giving off a grayish hue.

“What I’m curious about isn’t that, Silverter.”

“Then what?”

“Why did you come to this place?”

Rait’s cold voice was like a sharp blade. Even Zieg felt like his chest had been pierced. Zieg frowned, thinking.

‘This person is not to be underestimated, even if they’re in a remote area.’

He must have abilities that could rank him in the top middle of Gideon. Someone like that wouldn’t be easily defeated anywhere. But why was he in a place like this?

“We came to release Yormungand’s seal.”

However, Zieg soon discovered the reason. The moment Isaac boldly revealed their purpose, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

“You’re joking, Silverter.”

“I’m not joking. I’m serious.”

“Did you hear that the one who released Fenrir’s seal is around? Is that you?”

“That’s right, it’s me.”

Crack! Boom!!

A lightning bolt tore through the air between Isaac and Zieg, destroying the wall. The thunderous sound echoed as the wall’s remnants crumbled. Rait opened his mouth once more.

“The joke ends there. I can’t tolerate it anymore.”

“I’m also telling you clearly. This is not a joke.”

“Do you want to see the end? Isaac Silverter.”

“The one who decides the end is not you.”

At that moment, Isaac’s calm atmosphere suddenly turned violent like a storm. As a result, Rait began to sweat all over his body, as if he was facing a fierce sea.

“Right now.”

Light could immediately sense the meaning. No, he had no choice but to sense it. It was an overwhelming, crushing presence that exceeded his own power, like his superior’s.

“I can’t understand. The Isaac Silverte I know is a hero among heroes.”

Those weren’t just empty words. Isaac Silverte’s legendary exploits had already spread far and wide, even in the unfriendly nation of Law. Although most of the stories weren’t flattering.

It was already impressive that his name was mentioned in Law, a nation that believed only they worshipped the true God and dismissed others as barbarians.

Isaac Silverte.

He had, of course, heard of him.

The new overlord who had defeated the Hades Guild and seized Gideon’s authority. And a true hero who didn’t bother with petty gains or losses like others.

“Fenrir and Jörmungandr. You must know the prophecy.”

“I do.”

“Then do you plan to bring about the end of the world?!”

“No, it’s not about bringing about the end.”

It’s about saving family.

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……………….

He couldn’t continue thinking. What had happened? Zik’s eyes widened as he slowly replayed the events that had just occurred. So, just before the fight started.

Suddenly, a deafening explosion erupted from behind. A sound that felt like it could shatter his eardrums. That was all he remembered. He only knew that the current situation was not normal.

“Are you okay?”

“Y-yes, thank you, Master.”

In that brief moment, the only one who reacted was Master. If Master hadn’t been there, they would have all died.

“For some reason, Jörmungandr is attacking us.”

Isaac summarized the situation in one sentence, addressing the Holy Knights who were still confused and disoriented, unlike Zik. Light was shocked by his words. Who said what?

“That’s impossible! Jörmungandr has been dormant for decades! Why is it suddenly attacking us?!”

“I don’t know.”

“Did you do something?”

“I have no reason to do so.”

Light bit his lip at Isaac’s confident tone. It was frustrating, but true. Just before, no one except that man had reacted to the attack.

If that man had harbored malice…

Or, at the very least, just stood by…

There would only be two people left standing here.

Kuooo!!

A strange, unfamiliar sound pierced the sky and assaulted his ears. Even veteran Holy Knights lost their will to fight after hearing that sound.

“It’s like my heart is going to break. Do you really plan to release that monster?!”

A deep, dark ocean floor. The enormous body emerging from it was large enough to engulf the entire continent. Slowly, a gigantic serpent’s head emerged, like an island.

Monster.

No matter how you looked at it, it was a monster that couldn’t be described as anything else. It opened its mouth, expressing anger. But Isaac, who faced that monster head-on, clicked his tongue in pity.

“So, you’ve sensed your sister’s existence?”

“Yes?”

“Jörmungandr is crying right now. It’s just… it wants to see its family.”

Isaac’s voice was tinged with sadness as he replied. It was a level of sorrow that even Zik, and even Light, couldn’t help but feel. How did he read that monster’s words?

“‘As it was in the original, it’s bound to be like that.’

It’s only natural, really. Isaac had no ability to understand beast language. He was just interpreting based on the original description and making an educated guess.

But since the people around him didn’t know that, they saw him as someone who could even understand the emotions of monsters. Light exclaimed in amazement.

‘You’re trying to save people, but now you’re going to save monsters too?’

‘Then let me ask you instead. What did those guys do to you?’

‘How did you understand what they were saying?! They’re going to destroy the world!’

‘So, did they kill people or destroy a country?’

Light shut his mouth. He had been fulfilling his sacred duty as a member of the law enforcement, but he couldn’t shake off his doubts. Yes, they were definitely monsters.

According to the prophecy, they were the monsters that would bring about the end of the world and put an end to the era of the gods.

But what crime had they committed? Were they like the Three Great Calamities, appearing at set times to destroy countries and take countless lives? It would be better if that were the case…

‘Are you being too harsh on a child who did nothing?’

‘So what do you want to do?! The gods said they’re evil beings that will destroy the world!’

‘….’

‘What if, just what if that’s true?! Can you handle it?’

The assumption was terrifying. Even though it hadn’t appeared before their eyes yet, it made people tremble. It didn’t give them any confidence. It wasn’t cowardice.

Who could dare to be confident about an uncertain future?

Moreover, how could one decide the fate of the world when they couldn’t even control their own life?

That’s why people relied on the gods.

They wanted to have confidence in an uncertain future.

But…

‘I can handle it.’

The man in front of him denied it. The fate of the world, they could destroy it too. Didn’t he feel any burden? How could he do it? Isaac explained the reason himself.

‘Because I’m the strongest.’

Who would do it if the strongest person didn’t?