Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 165 - The Wolf Flock (part 1)

Munding only fell silent after hearing Afza's story, “You know that the voice you heard was your instinct?” ask Munding shortly afterwards.

“I know. I've been communicating with him since the awakening process,” Afza replied quickly.

“At that time, if your instincts didn't tell you to shoot that guy, would you still shoot him?” ask Munding.

“I'll probably keep shooting him. We soldiers are educated to carry out the orders of superiors without giving questions. It took me hours of worry because that was the first time in my life that I took the lives of others,” Afza replied.

“If at that time, your instinct told you not to shoot and you still chose to shoot him, do you think you will succeed in the initiation process?” ask Munding.

“I think yes. There are some of our colleagues in the Red and White Team who I heard experienced something like that in the initiation process,” Afza replied slowly with a confused face, “is that not the core of the initiation process? We have to finish off someone's life and unleash our predatory savage instinct?”

Duarrrr.

Munding was like hearing a lightning strike in his ear while listening to Afza's words just now. Munding then tried to calm himself and catch his breath. What Afza said just now could easily undermine Munding's confidence in his understanding of the warrior wolf's identity.

During this time, Munding believes that the awakening stage is the process of a person acknowledging the existence of predatory instincts in him and accepting them as a whole as part of him. There is no difference in concept here between what he understands and what the military does.

In the process of Initiation, Munding realized that believing and accepting the existence of a savage side of himself was not enough. He also had to trust his own instincts, even putting his position above the logic he had. When there is a conflict between logic and instinct, a fighting wolf must follow its instincts to survive. A fighting wolf had to live by relying on his instincts as a guide. Instincts that are formed from various parts of one's identity such as beliefs, past, feelings, family and various other things.

Until this moment, Munding felt that that was the only path that had to be passed to go through the process as a fighting wolf, and the words of Afza just proved that the assumption that Munding believed so far turned out to be wrong.

Munding must be able to find the answer to all of this, otherwise it will be a small crack in his foundation as a fighting wolf that he has always believed in. And of course this crack would be a flaw that prevented Munding from progressing further on his journey as a fighting wolf.

Munding lowered his head and did not pierce Afza's strange confused gaze at the behavior of the man in front of him. He tried to examine the information he had just received from Afza and tried to figure out where the flaw lay from what he had believed all along.

“According to Afza, even if he does not follow his heart, they will still be initiated,” Munding murmured in his heart.

“How can a wild animal prefer to use its logic over its instinct?”

Munding's mind drifted further and harder and harder to find answers to his own questions. Munding took a deep breath and tried to focus his mind and prayed for guidance according to his beliefs.

Munding felt the same floating sensation as when he experienced insight back then. He floated in a dark space but gave the peace away without direction for a while until Munding suddenly felt himself passing through a thin membrane by accident and found himself somewhere strange and not at the top of the hill with Afza.

Munding took a deep breath. Mr. Yai had already warned him sternly not to attempt to use this ability again, as it could cause death to himself. But somehow, at this time Munding is sure that he will not experience any effect. His instincts told him that the answer he was looking for was not something that made him look far into the future. He only needed a simple answer to dispel the doubts within him.

Munding looked around him and tried to recognize this place, but everything felt strange and strange to him. The surface of the ground in this place is covered by white snow, the contours of the ground are hilly and some stones are seen splitting the surface of the snow covering it.

The trees lost their leaves and only the branches were covered with snow on the top. The wind blew with a loud noise on the sidelines of the trees and made some snow fall down. Munding could imagine how cold this place was even though he did not feel the coldness ambushing his body at all.

Munding was fully aware that he had never come or seen this place before. But, Munding believes that somewhere, at some time, this place that Munding now sees is real and exists. Munding was also fully aware that the answer he was looking for was in this place. Otherwise, why would his instincts bring him here and show this insight?

Suddenly, on the sidelines of the trees that were bleached from the snow, a wolf walked slowly with vigilance but at the same time confidence. Munding could feel the powerful aura of the Wolf he had just seen.

After staying in place and looking around him for a while and not finding anything suspicious, the Wolf raised his head up and howled loudly. Shortly after, the sound of wolf howls could be heard coming unpretently to answer the howls of Wolves that were in front of Munding at this time.

The place that was previously quiet and dominated only by snow white and looks cold gripping suddenly was filled with wolves that emerged from the sidelines of the trees. Munding could clearly see the white mist coming out from the front of the mouths and noses of those wolves that was slightly stingy in the cold snow of these mountains.

There are more than 12 wolves now standing in front of Munding and in this snow-covered hill valley. The wolf that was first seen by Munding was seen howling slowly and several other wolves descended the snow-filled slope towards the bottom of the valley where Munding saw them all. But of course Munding did not feel panic, because Munding knew, just like his previous experience, he would not be able to touch anything that was now in front of him.

Munding observed the pack of wolves descending the valley regularly. For a moment Munding forgot the purpose that brought him here and curiously watched the wolves. The first wolf he saw was seen standing in place and watching everything from where he was standing.

A few weak-looking wolves descended the valley first and were followed by a few more ferocious-looking wolves. Soon, when all the wolves had gone down the valley. The first wolf went down the valley behind them.