Frondier cried out in surprise. He had instinctively raised his voice despite Belphegor telling him to keep it down. This had never happened to him before.
“Fenrir is here?”
“Oh? So you do know the name.”
Of course he did.
Fenrir was a wolf. And not just any ordinary wolf.
Originally, according to mythology, during Ragnarok, it was the very disaster that would devour Odin, the king of the gods.
“Yes. That’s why I was able to defeat Nidhogg. For some reason, Nidhogg provoked Fenrir.”
“...Are you telling me you’re planning to go to Fenrir right now?”
“Why? Are you scared?”
“...”
Frondier closed his mouth at Belphegor’s mocking words.
But his answer came soon enough.
“Yes.”
“Oh?”
Instead of scoffing at Frondier’s honest answer, Belphegor gave him a curious look.
“You never disappoint. You know how dangerous Fenrir is. It would be great if devils were as cautious as you. Or rather, you’re a devil now, so has that wish come true? Hahaha.”
“This isn’t something to laugh about. You’re going to go to Fenrir without any plan?”
“I don’t have a plan, but there’s no need for one.”
“What do you mean?”
“Fenrir is currently bound. Like a dog tied to a leash in a backyard. It’s safe as long as we don’t get close.”
“...Didn’t you say Nidhogg provoked him?”
“Yes. Because Nidhogg offered himself up.”
What in the world was going on?
He couldn’t understand why Fenrir was here, nor why Nidhogg would have entered Fenrir’s territory.
“You’ll see when we get there. Just a few more steps—”
The moment Belphegor said that.
Both Frondier’s and Belphegor’s faces hardened simultaneously.
Their senses had been triggered.
In other words,
“….!”
Frondier, Selena, and Belphegor hurriedly turned their gazes.
At the edge of their vision was only darkness.
However, from the depths of that darkness, slowly emerging.
Were two eyes.
“Uh….”
Selena covered her mouth with her hand.
Her eyes were filled with fear. Her quick breaths seemed to turn into audible gasps due to her extreme tension.
Exhale—
He couldn’t tell if it was a beast’s breath or a growl.
The three of them watched without moving a muscle.
Frondier moved only his eyes towards Belphegor.
He was speaking with his gaze.
‘You bastard, you said it was safe because he was bound.’
The message conveyed through his gaze was hurried due to the urgency of the situation.
Growl.
“!”
The beast let out a growl. Frondier hurriedly looked back at the wolf.
However, it wasn’t moving yet.
Or rather, perhaps.
‘…Is it truly bound?’
As Frondier focused his vision, he could faintly make out something.
A thread that was tightly wrapped around the wolf’s entire body. It was so thin that he couldn’t even begin to describe its appearance.
Frondier knew the identity of that object because he had knowledge of mythology. It had to be ‘Gleipnir’. The unbreakable thread that the gods had created to bind Fenrir.
However.
‘…Coincidence?’
He couldn’t be sure because it was obscured by the darkness, but.
The thread that bound Fenrir was incredibly dark.
That is, it was pitch black.
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