Bab 73: Fenrir
The wolf mark appeared on my soul and I could sense a connection with one of the wolves.
I'll be honest, I had completely forgotten I had a free slot for contracting.
Wait did I just transfer a contract to me?
[I am as shocked as you are you achieved that. See what serenity does?]
I actually have to thank you. You stopped me from essentially breaking myself.
[Just entertain me. You becoming a psycho helps no one, especially my show]
You can be real mean at times.
Any way, opening my eyes I can't help but see the dumbfounded look on the bandits face.
"You stole my contract?"
I smile even though he can't see me I can tell he's shivering.
"If you could do that the whole time why did you torture us?"
I smiled then knocked him out with drugs and turned to Sif.
She looked happy to see my smile.
Going up to her I give her a big hug.
"Thank you for stopping me. You helped me gain a new move and you helped me from doing something bad."
I now know that although actions are important, in this fucked up world, intentions are everything. This brave little girl stopped me from stepping into that abyss.
"I just want to protect you big brother like you protect us."
I honestly don't remember physically protecting her besides the wolves but I smile anyway.
"You guys can come out now."
From behind a tree both a concerned Nix and Ullr walked out.
"Did you guys put her up to this?"
Ullr actually spoke up for Nix this time. "I noticed your still hadn't fully recovered before. We thought Sif would get through to you better than us."
I smiled at them.
"Thank you."
They both nodded before a wolf howl sounded. At this point the elder wolf had already gathered the new wolves in order to support us.
We now had two human fighters not including Ullr, one really good nurse, and 9 wolves.
They had 11 fighters split between 7 bandits and 4 Wolves.
I like these odds more. But of course I would never be satisfied with just a one on one fight.
They've clearly discovered the missing bandits. It looks like my torture took too much time.
Looking at our wolves ready to defend their right to freedom. One in particular looks at me with different eyes. I have not attempted to speak to it though.
In all honesty, I haven't decided what to do with my new contracted friend, but I have no time to deal with it yet.
I communicated to the Elder he was more than welcome to help himself to the bandits here but that he needed to be quick.
I turned around not looking at the bandits scream. I was first going to turn them in but now I've decided against that. These men will never bring about a good society. Their crimes against humanity are too much to bear. But even with all that, I still don't think I should be the one to pronounce them guilty so I just left it to nature.
[You pulled a, I'm not gonna kill you but I'm also not going to save you]
I smile.
"You guys ready?"
"What's the plan?" Nix said.
"So first up...."
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In the middle of the forest, not far from the small fort, a group of bandits moved forward.
Their wolves sniffing the ground in front of them tracking ups.
They were coincidentally on top of the spot we were just at.
"Boss, dog food found something," one of the lightly armored ranger bandits said.
This one, had a bow strapped to his back and a small dagger. Clearly he was more the tracker type.
A butly and tall, bald haired man looked toward one of the wolves slightly away from the others. He was stern and looked like a military man.
Walking over he saw the remains of his comrades scattered around that the wolves had left behind.
He clenched his fists.
"Find them!"
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Let's talk psychology for a moment.
This isn't a hundred percent rule, but whenever someone is feeling a lot of emotions like rage, anger and sadness all at once, they are likely to make mistakes.
Of course some athletes know that rage can become a good drive. Competitive sports are all about finding that balance between drive and clarity.
You wouldn't want a raging beast of a line backer to think the same as a clear headed quarter back.
Quarter backs and other decision making positions in different sports require extreme clarity to make sound decisions as to where to throw.
Not that I'm bashing a linebacker but their position requires force of will and strength to push past your opponents. It's equally as noble in my opinion, but in this case a linebacker doesn't necessarily need to have a calming mind to the extent of making multiple complex decisions. They pick a direction or opening and then move.
Seeing the remains of their men, I'm hoping to make them a bit unnerved or at least angry enough to make a mistake.
Which is why I took a long convoluted route and ended up sitting in the main hall of the bandits.
I am currently warming my butt on a throne In the center if the room.
Clearly the bandit leader enjoyed this seat on the daily but I have confiscated it with my tiny butt.
There is a standing brazier to my left and body to my right.
Yea I brought a body. It's stopped bleeding already but I needed a way to drag the scent here.
Spraying his blood on our trail was easy in concept but mentally taxing. In all honestly I have come to the conclusion that as fucked up as it is, I am doing this for the tribe. I have to be strong. As a prince of a warrior tribe, I will come in contact with this eventually. As King I have to be able to see men die and not bat an eye.
Hopefully I won't have long lasting mental problems from that.
[Giants are slightly bloodthirsty so you shouldn't have any problems with your brain]
That is relieving yet terrifying at the same time.
Sitting in the throne musing, I have a chalice in my hand with some water in it, no wine of course.
I ran through Aegir's Brew the night we spent by the river to keep warm. I will have to refill at the next town.
[Lies, you just don't want to share what you have left]
Ignoring her, I have to stay focused.
Focusing at the foot of the throne is a wolf. It has an interesting fur with it being night black with white tips running in a stripe like fashion from snout to tail. It had green piercing eyes.
I look at this wolf. It was a female clearly as her past owner clearly abused her.
[My eyes burn from the thought]
"So what do you want to do?"
The wolf looked at me then cocked its head sidewise for a second then responded, "Master, I was born to serve you of course."
I squinted my eyes and gave a stern look, "You were born to serve no one but yourself."
Speaking of which, its about time I settled something. Summoning Muninn, that black feathered bird brain flew in and landed on my shoulder.
Looking at both of them I said, "Muninn, I unjustly enslaved you without asking for your opinion. from reading your thoughts, I can tell you were captured to be sold so you got lucky to be with me in case you got a more abusive owner but, I want to rectify something now. This goes for you too Wolf."
The wolf and the raven stared at me.
"I want to give you the option of freedom. To be your own person. You can live freely in the wilds, build families, start your own tribe."
Both Muninn and the wolf looked at each other and then sent their own thoughts.
"Master, you've helped me learn to speak and helped me get stronger. If I left you now I would never get stronger." This is what Muninn said.
In context, Muninn had simple thoughts in the beginning and could barely make sentences. Now he could speak his mind. He isn't really inquisitive but, It is some growth.
As discussed before, I was helping Muninn train to get stronger. Normally Beasts have a cap on their strength based on their species, but just like humans, they can train to artificially increase their soul levels. I devoted a lot of time talking to many experts I knew and consulting some trainers to help Muninn. I guess he noticed.
Hearing his response I smiled.
Then I looked at the Wolf.
While confused at first, she thought for a moment.
"Can I stay with you master? I never had children in the pack and what my previous master did to me will likely never let me have any children. If I can't add to the pack, I might as well leave with you. As long as you don't hurt me, I will never want to leave."
At those word my eyes glowed in a golden hue as I scanned her. I saw she had many tears in her lower regions. I can tell exactly what they were from. That brute tore apart her reproductive track and healed her with just small healing magic to keep her from dying. It looks like the druids mending spell but it is different.
A cold rage came over me. That beast deserved what I gave to him.
I looked at the wolf, "If your settled then I have to name you. If you accept then i will make a promise to you to heal you and make you stronger.
The wolf bowed her head, "I agree Master".
"Call me Prince from now on and your name is now Fenrir the ferocious."
The wolf howled with me giving it its name.
I looked even more devious now as I now smile. "Your first mission is to live up to your namesake and rip and shred your oppressors."
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HypnosCreations I’ll be sticking to less serious character growth after this from Loki. Moving to more world exploration and growth from the group.
Also, I have been working on an overhaul of the story as promised. I'll start rolling out the updates slowly to all the previous chapters so to not ruin the reading experience. In this update is an alternate chapter 1 which i feel to be better than the original since this is my first story and after 100k of writing experience (As little as that may be) I feel like I have grown a bit. I hope you guys enjoy it.
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