I Became a Wendigo in a Fantasy World

80 – Episode 80

Meeting Alfodr was by no means a pleasant experience.

It is also troubling that the authors of the Gods were so troublesome that they were exiled, and it was clear that if they returned, the world would be in chaos.

But isn’t life about moving forward even when the hardships are clearly visible?

The Wendigo decided to do what she could right away.

Tearing down the temple and building a temple.

‘Even thinking about it now, it’s such a waste.’

The Wendigo clicked her tongue as she sat on a huge marble carved throne in her newly built home and palace.

She couldn’t deny that the huge palace was more majestic than the temple. The palace, which had many attendants and was decorated with various decorations, made me feel a sense of awe.

… But I couldn’t help but regret it.

She has to unpack her treasure to intimidate the person she might meet in the future!

Geron, unaware of the Wendigo’s grumpy mood, looked around her throne room with a proud expression on her face.

Hearing the news that a palace was being built, the throne room was filled with decorations sent not only by the forest people but also by the chieftains of the tribes who had been favored by him.

On display were complete skins of bears and wolves, beautiful tapestries, and sculptures carved from animal horns or ivory…

‘It’s pretty, but…’

The Wendigo did not like such luxury.

Aren’t those things not edible and pretty?

“I never imagined that I would see such rare treasures in the forest. That tapestry seems to depict the sun rising in the sky…”

“I’d rather just send some precious food.”

“Yes?”

When the Wendigo grumbled, Geron was startled and she asked the Wendigo.

Even Geron, who was somewhat of an ascetic, couldn’t believe that the decorations that made him admire them were treated as worse than food.

The Wendigo read Geron’s emotions, but she kept her convictions and spoke.

“Food is like bones and flesh, and those decorations are all about bringing out a moment of inspiration or admiration.”

“… The spirits do not become bones and flesh when they eat food.”

Geron looked at the Wendigo with her salty eyes. He could not have been a truly blasphemous commander-in-chief.

No matter how terrible the lord’s aesthetic sense is, if he shows such a stoic reaction, shouldn’t he be praised as a saint?

“Honestly, I think it’s noble to be greedy for food rather than indulge in luxury.”

“That’s true, but the spirit needs to be a bit extravagant. Even the spirit didn’t pay for these decorations.”

Of course, none of the decorations were obtained directly by the Wendigo.

Rather than seeing and enjoying something like that on display, I liked the pleasure of hearing it in my mouth!

When the Wendigo’s response was lukewarm, Geron explained to the Wendigo while fiddling with the silk that decorated her throne room.

“Look at this silk. It is a precious item that Mr. Milosi obtained from outside the empire after hearing that the spirit was building a temple. Isn’t it beautiful?”

The silk sent by Milosi, the leader of the Red Fox Beastmen and a person who values commerce, was not an ordinary item.

The country that people around the world called an empire was exactly the Holy Empire.

Of course, these were not the first empire…

“This vivid purple is a color that symbolizes nobility even in the old empire. Obtaining this silk is impossible with any amount of effort or wealth.”

The Empire of Constantion is now called the Old Empire because it has lost its title of Empire.

It is said that it is now on the path of decline, but even the nobles of the empire, famous for its arrogance, could not help but acknowledge the purple silk of the old empire.

The vivid purple color that requires outstanding craftsmanship and enormous labor is something that no one could deny its value.

The Wendigo looked at Silk at Geron’s passionate explanation.

The vivid purple silk was shining softly in the light of the furnace…

‘… Isn’t purple all over the world?’

The Wendigo only remembered the rude thought that, if the dye masters of the old empire had heard it, they would have burst out in anger, forgetting that the opponent was a spirit.

The Wendigo muttered in a sad voice.

“It’s pretty… But I don’t think it’s of much use.”

“……”

“Hmm.”

When Geron took the fruit out of her pocket and put it into her mouth as if he was used to it, the Wendigo cleared her throat in apology.

I didn’t know that Geron would be upset to this extent.

‘It seems that Geron had a better sense of aesthetics than I thought.’

The wendigo felt the need to change her subject.

If she had explained her decorations like this, it wouldn’t have been surprising if Geron collapsed and coughed up blood.

“Anyway, there hasn’t been any trouble lately.”

“… Yes. It’s definitely more peaceful than before. Although minor incidents still occur.”

Contrary to Alfodr’s warning, the forest was quite peaceful.

Poachers targeting the forest people’s livestock and the shaman’s minions who infiltrated for impure purposes were still present, but Inje was also familiar with the Wendigo and the forest people.

Because there are so many people in the world who would easily risk their lives if they could make money.

Except for such petty(?) Criminals, the forest was enjoying peace for the first time in a long time.

“Perhaps the person the spirit met was not God.”

Geron made a cautious guess about peace. Contrary to the prophecy made by a man named God, the forest was peaceful.

Rather, compared to the time when we were threatened by spirits and demonic beasts, we can say that now is a time of peace.

But the Wendigo shook her head.

“I’d like to think so too, but… What I saw in person was enough to call him a god.”

Forcing someone who deserves to die to live is impossible except for God.

In the Wendigo’s opinion, this peace was a kind of calm before the storm.

The moment this tranquility collapses, the world will fall into an abyss of confusion.

“Spirit. Something big has happened at Skadi’s cabin!!!”

A woman’s desperate screams were heard outside the door of the throne room. The wendigo groaned inwardly and smacked her own head.

Boom!

“Jeong, spirit!?”

“I’m sorry. I guess I thought something stupid and I was angry so I stopped.”

Geron was greatly embarrassed, but the Wendigo could not forgive himself.

Why on earth did you think of useless thoughts and create an excuse for problems to arise?

* · * *

“What’s going on?”

“That’s…”

What awaits the Wendigo when she arrives at the cabin is a cabin that has turned into pure white ice…

“I don’t know either…”

It was Skadi, wiggling her fingers, wrapped in her mystery.

It wasn’t a big problem that the cabin turned into a block of ice. There were various tools and materials inside, but those can be replenished if you have time.

The problem was Skadi’s condition.

Her white hair shimmered like moonlight, imbued with her mystery, and a bitter cold oozed from her skin.

It is clear to anyone that magical powers were at work.

The Wendigo asked Skadi with some doubt.

“Is this a side effect of a witchcraft experiment?”

“Well, it’s not like that!”

In response to the Wendigo’s suspicions, Skadi screamed at her sense of betrayal.

The passionate passion for witchcraft cannot be denied, but Skadi studied witchcraft while thoroughly considering safety.

But she was doubted by the Wendigo she trusted and relied on the most…

When Skadi looked at her with wide eyes, like a puppy being deceived by her master, the Wendigo made an excuse out of guilt.

“Hmm, I’m sorry. That’s the only reason I can think of that would cause this problem.”

“… No. This is definitely the first time something like this has happened to me.”

Skadi said while holding on to a leaf blown by the wind.

Leaves that freeze as soon as they touch her fingertips.

The Wendigo confirmed her mystery flowing around her in an unusual phenomenon. According to common sense, there was no reason for something like this to happen.

‘Sinbi is being sucked into Skadi!’

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The Wendigo was startled by the mysterious whirlpool swirling around it.

The mystery that should flow irregularly was seeping into her body as if it had originally belonged to Skadi.

“Skadi. Do you know that mystery is being sucked into your body?”

“Yes. Even now, I can feel the mystery flowing through my body. I’m happy, but… I’m also troubled.”

Skadi let out a deep sigh with a trembling expression.

She was happy to embrace her mystery as a shaman, but honestly, she couldn’t help but feel worried.

Can she control this mystery? Why was her mystery thrust into her own body?

… And what should I do with the cold that is freezing the surroundings?

“Is the cold uncontrollable?”

“Yes. I tried to control it…”

Skadi manipulated the swirling cold air to make a flower of ice bloom on her hand.

At first, the petals seemed to be blooming and taking shape, but…

Quad deuk!

“As you can see, the mystery rushes in like this and I lose control.”

After a while, cold air burst out, and the ice flower instantly turned into a bloody ball of thorns.

At least this was possible thanks to adaptation to the mysteries built up in the body over time.

The cabin didn’t become a block of ice for no reason. The mystery that could not be controlled froze the surroundings in an instant.

“Then the problem is that the mystery is flocking…”

“Yes. I can’t control it with my own strength. The good news is that the cold flowing out of my body is the end.”

“Cold air is flowing out…”

The wendigo was lost in her thoughts, stroking her chin.

I didn’t know why mysteries were flooding into Skadi’s body, but there was one problem right in front of me.

The cold air that Skadi cannot control continues to flow from Skadi’s body.

‘… If it’s cold, wouldn’t I be able to control it?’

It was not an unlikely guess. Skadi was creating the cold, but the cold itself was beyond Skadi’s control.

The Wendigo approached Skadi and extended her hand.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

“Yes?”

There was no rejection. The Wendigo lifted her Skadi and placed it on her shoulder.

Of course, Skadi’s cold energy extended through the Wendigo’s shoulders, but there was no major problem.

In the first place, the coldness flowing through the Wendigo’s body was overwhelmingly stronger than her coldness.

The Wendigo nodded her head in satisfaction at the result as expected.

“Thank goodness. The cold doesn’t seem to have much of an effect on me.”

“Oh. I’m glad…?”

Skadi answered shyly. She had had a wendigo climb on her shoulder before, but the circumstances were different then and now.

At the time, she didn’t care because she was out of her mind, but thinking about it now, she felt it was quite rude to ride on the Wendigo’s shoulder.

Skadi blushed and pleaded with the Wendigo.

“Um… Wendigo. Can we come down?”

“But she wouldn’t be able to control her cold?”

“Yeah, but.”

The Wendigo carefully placed her Skadi on the floor at Skadi’s request.

Sure enough, the cold air flowing through Skadi’s body instantly froze her floor.

The Wendigo clicked her tongue and lifted her Skadi again, placing it on her shoulder. Of course, this time Skadi also resisted, but it was in vain.

“Wendigo-sama. No matter what, I think it would be detrimental to her Wendigo-sama’s dignity to ride on her shoulders.”

“There are so many things you have done, and so many people have benefited from them, that no one would criticize you for lending her shoulder size.”

“But…”

She was a wendigo who usually accepted Skadi’s requests generously, but this time she had no choice.

Isn’t she in a situation where she can’t even move around on her own right now?

The Wendigo spoke firmly to Skadi.

“Stay with me, at least until you can control the mystery.”

“What do you mean?”

Skadi asked, looking at her wendigo with her trembling eyes.

She can’t believe she says what she thinks…

“If you stay by my side, you can take away the cold… So always stay on my shoulder. When you sleep… I guess I have no choice but to stay by your side.”

Was it harsh for a woman in her prime to do every move with a wendigo?

Skadi’s scream of unknown meaning echoed quietly in the forest.