I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World

73 – Episode 73

The village chief became thoughtful and looked at the Wendigo.

Never in her wildest dreams did she expect that Gul Marg would humiliate her Wendigo right in front of her eyes.

“I’m sorry. I should have told him about the existence of the spirit in advance!”

“The opponent was not a human but an ogre, so it must have been easy. I understand everything, so calm down.”

If you say to a person, ‘The one who rules over us is a spirit,’ you will definitely be treated as a crazy person, but wouldn’t an ogre be so appalled?

The village chief sighed in relief at the generous forgiveness.

Gulmarg looked at the sight with curious eyes.

I’ve seen monsters and beasts that obey spirits, but I’ve never seen a spirit that takes care of subordinates, so it was only natural.

You mean that old man wasn’t lying?

“Spirit, is it really the human leader?”

“I told you so. Be polite quickly!”

“No. It’s okay to discuss courtesy to an ogre.”

Gul Marg knelt down on one knee and bowed her head to show respect to the Wendigo.

Wendigo and Skadi watched in amazement.

A rare sight of an ogre bowing his head in courtesy.

“I, Gulmarg, greet the human leader. Please forgive my rudeness.”

“Huh. You’re better than most people. As you may have heard, my name is Wendigo. This is Skadi, a capable shaman who helps me.”

“Shaman!”

Gul Marg, who had paid no attention to Skadi until now, changed her attitude when she learned that she was her shaman.

From indifference to extreme vigilance.

“Huh? Why are you doing that?”

When the Wendigo asked in confusion, Gul Marg, who was in a position to run behind her at any moment, pointed to Skadi and asked.

“Human leader.”

“Just call me Wendigo.”

“Wendigo, order him to stand down. Shaman, I am reluctant.”

At Gulmarg’s request, the Wendigo checked on Skadi. She wondered if she had brought a dangerous artifact with her without her knowledge.

But there was nothing special in the Wendigo’s eyes. As usual, all he gave me was the ring and sword…

“Skadi didn’t bring anything particularly dangerous?”

“Spirit, don’t pretend not to know!”

Gulmarg shouted with a serious expression.

The wendigo looked at Skadi at her extraordinary seriousness, but Skadi shook her head in embarrassment.

If she had brought an artifact that would make the Ogre wary in the first place, she would have informed the Wendigo first.

Isn’t it just that Gulmarg is scared?

“There are no truly dangerous items.”

“Shaman, I brought you the most dangerous thing! The tongue! The tongue is the most dangerous!”

“……”

The Wendigo could not refute Gulmarg’s short and powerful argument. She was certainly one of the rare people who used her mouth to cause harm and harm like a witch doctor.

… I didn’t know that the karma accumulated by the other guys would explode on Skadi!

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Sensing that her story would be quite long, the Wendigo sent her chief away and persuaded Gul Marg.

Fortunately, Gulmarg was a person who could communicate, or rather, an ogre.

When Skadi swore that she would never threaten, defraud, or suggest a deal, she allowed Skadi’s access.

Skadi, who had lived an honest life his whole life, looked at Gulmarg with a pointed gaze.

“I don’t know about other shamans, but I don’t do things like that.”

“I don’t believe in shamans. Shamans do bad things with the help of spirits.”

“Gulmarg. Have you ever met a shaman?”

Gulmarg’s wary attitude was by no means natural.

It’s surprising that an ogre is trying to talk rationally, but that can’t be a reason for Gulmarg to be wary of spirits and shamans.

Common sense ultimately only applies to those who have learned it among people.

Gulmarg looked at the wendigo.

It still bothered him that it was a spirit, but the spirit in front of him was different from the spirits he had seen.

The spirits tended to show a mixture of arrogance and contempt in their words and actions, but the Wendigo showed no signs of that at all.

“Gulmarg. I apologize if this was a rude question. Especially if it brought back uncomfortable memories…”

“No, it’s a wendigo. I was surprised because she didn’t look like a spirit. That’s why she looked at me.”

A shaman who follows a spirit like this would be trustworthy.

Gul Marg respected the Wendigo and let her guard down.

“I have met a shaman. When I was still a cub, the shaman came to visit my mother.”

Gulmarg sat down in his seat and slowly began to talk.

When Gulmarg was young, he did not think as much as he does now.

Like other ogres, I perceived the world clearly and clearly, and I always lived without regretting any of my choices…

“I had a good time as a child. Killing enemies, protecting my family. Eating a lot was good… It was such an easy life.”

“I guess you don’t like the fact that your hair has gotten better.”

Gul Marg nodded his head. He might have been born smart from the beginning, but for Gul Marg, who lived a simple life, wisdom was almost a curse.

Because the world, which was always full of happiness rather than inconvenience, suddenly became full of inconvenience.

“I grew up with my mom. I didn’t have a dad. My dad died fighting a big lizard.”

“Ogres are said to have a strong family bond. Because there are few animals, it is difficult to find a mate, and the cubs are often attacked by predators trying to eliminate danger.”

The ogre was a monster with a violent temperament, but a very strong sense of family love.

The affection is so strong that the ogre, who has become independent from his parents, tracks his parents’ scent and goes to say hello every year.

“That’s right. Ogre, I protect my family. My mother died while protecting me from the shaman.”

Ogres were certainly objects of fear, but people were able to overcome fear with greed.

The shaman who visited Gulmarg’s mother was a particularly dangerous type.

A shaman with enough power to call an ogre something like an ogre.

Such a shaman came and threatened the mother by even taking Gulmarg as a hostage.

A mother who lost her husband could not have lost her child…

“The shaman cowardly took my mother’s heart as bait. I couldn’t hold back my anger… But I fainted after being attacked by the spirit protecting the shaman.”

“Well…”

Skadi gave Gulmarg a sad look.

Letting go of her mother was never easy. Even unlike her, Gul Marg, wasn’t her mother murdered by someone else?

Skadi asked Gulmarg, wiping away her tears with her handkerchief.

“How did you survive? If you were such an evil shaman, there would have been no reason to keep you alive.”

“The shaman was not alone. There was also a spirit. As soon as the shaman received the heart, he fought the spirit. In the meantime, he escaped.”

“……”

The Wendigo could understand Gulmarg’s pathological wariness.

It was strange that prejudice did not arise since those who killed their mother when they were young fought to the death for her mother’s heart.

“I didn’t do anything, but I’m ashamed.”

“It’s okay. Wendigos don’t look like spirits.”

“Thank you. But after listening to the story, it seems that your intelligence and being a shaman are not related?”

“That’s right. One day, my instincts led me to the lake. There I found some apples that looked delicious.”

“Oh, do you remember where that apple grew?”

The Wendigo asked Gul Marg to see if she could.

If an apple becomes smarter when you eat it, wouldn’t it be something that could be useful in the future?

“I don’t remember. And as soon as I picked the apples, the tree died. I looked for it but found nothing but ashes.”

The Wendigo continued to listen to Gulmarg’s story, swallowing his regret.

When Gulmarg ate the apple, he suffered from extreme pain. The pain that tore through his body tormented him for days…

Free from suffering, Gulmarg began to see, hear, and feel the world differently.

He realized the usefulness of tools, the comfort that clothes provide, and the delicious taste of grilled meat..

“Huh? You were eating deer raw at first, right?”

“It was preparation. Preparation for when we meet the human leader.”

“Ready?”

Gulmarg returned from inside with a club carved out of rock and primitive armor made of bone and tree bark.

Gulmarg looked at the Wendigo with a burning desire to fight.

“I have a favor to ask of the human leader. The leader will not listen unless you ask for it by force. So I ate deer. It sharpened my instincts.”

“Hmm…”

The wendigo looked at Gulmarg with a shocked gaze. It wasn’t like she was going to lose the fight, but she didn’t really want to fight.

After listening to the situation, it seemed like there was no harm in helping…

“I heard your story well. But do we really have to fight?”

“Wendigo, a good spirit. But I want to fight. Revenge is what it takes to be strong. Fighting is the honest way to become strong.”

Getting smarter didn’t mean that my fighting nature disappeared.

When the Wendigo realized that Gul Marg had no intention of backing down, she quickly gave up.

This was because Inje was a wendigo and had learned quite a bit about her warriors.

That a warrior who sets her will will never back down.

“Gulmarg. I heard your story well. Since you came here for a good reason, I will grant your request. I will ask my people to find out about that shaman.”

“Thank you, Wendigo, for your favor. I will definitely repay this favor.”

“It’s good to hear that. Do you want to fight right now?”

Gulmarg nodded his head and prepared to fight.

He wore primitive armor, clutched a rock club, and carried a shield made of several layers of bear skin.

The appearance of the armed Gulmarg was extremely threatening.

Skadi muttered in astonishment.

“What an armed ogre…”

“I’m ready. Wendigo, aren’t you ready?”

The Wendigo drew out her ice sword without saying a word. As the ogre was dealt with, the ice sword grew in size and its edge became sharper.

The Wendigo said, pointing her ice sword at Gul Marg.

“I carry neither armor nor shield.”

“The Wendigo looked strong from the moment I first saw it. The stubbornness of the strong must be respected.”

It was no wonder that it felt like a provocation, but Gulmarg actually respected the Wendigo’s wishes.

If he is as strong as the Wendigo, there must be a reason.

Skadi naturally took on the role of referee between the two.

She raised a tree branch high in the sky and asked the two.

“Are you two ready?”

Wendigo and Gulmarg both nodded silently. Skadi swallowed dryly at the two’s extremely ferocious stance.

With her sword raised high, the Wendigo stretched out her free hand so that she could grab her opponent’s neck at any moment.

Gulmarg curled up like a giant rock, his shield raised and ready to swing his club in any direction.

Skadi took a deep breath to gather her wits.

This was not a duel that started with foolish greed like we have experienced so far.

A sacred duel based solely on pure fighting spirit.

Skadi humbly threw the tree branch high into the sky…

Tap!

＜ ■■■! ＞

With a short roar, the Wendigo rushed at Gulmarg like an angry wolf.

There was no time to blink. The Wendigo reached Gulmarg right in front of her, grabbed her shield, and swung her ice sword towards Gulmarg’s neck.

The force of the fiercely swung ice sword seemed like it would rip Gulmarg’s head off in an instant…

Boom!

“!”

Gul Marg swung his club and deflected his ice sword.

The Wendigo realized for the first time that she had been pushed out of her power.

“□□□□□□!!!”

But there was no time to respond. Gulmarg charged, glaring at the Wendigo with her bloodshot eyes.

Gulmarg’s club and ice sword collided in the air…

Kwazizig!

The mystery that made up the ice sword was shattered by Gulmarg’s monstrous power.

The Wendigo thought as she looked at the debris flying in the air.

Maybe it will be a fairly long fight.