Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 186 (Part 2):

The next dawn, Helmut and Alea gathered, ready at the door.

Helmut’s luggage was minimal, just clothing, while Alea had prepared all the provisions. Seeing Alea in her mage robes, Helmut felt a twinge of regret.

‘…So you’re going like that.’

Once out of the academy, there was no need for disguises.

However, Alea was unaware Helmut knew. And Helmut himself wasn’t sure how long he should keep pretending not to know.

‘Until graduation?’

That seemed too far away, and there was no guarantee he’d still be at the academy by then.

Pretending not to know was somewhat burdensome, even for someone as taciturn as Helmut.

‘A suitable moment will come.’

Helmut decided to take it easy.

“Let’s go.”

The lively Alea looked particularly spirited today, more motivated than ever.

Stepping out of the dorm, Alea briskly placed a hand on Helmut’s shoulder.

They instantly teleported away from Baden. Landing lightly, they found themselves in a location managed by the Mages’ Guild with a guiding magical circle. It was ideal for aerial transportation.

Helmut didn’t enjoy the sensation of magic enveloping his body and frowned.

But his frown soon eased. Alea was standing very close, exuding a cool, refreshing scent that was surprisingly pleasant.

Helmut found himself staring intently at her. Alea was the first to look away.

“…Black Hawk was after you, you said?”

“Yeah, that’s been handled.”

“We won’t be near any populated areas, so we won’t have to worry about being tracked. Not by anyone.”

Helmut had deliberately left his communication crystal ball back in the dorm to avoid giving the Black Hawks any more information about his activities.

“Are we going to ride at all?”

“We’ll use teleportation magic continuously to our destination. So, no horses needed.”

“That would be convenient if it became widespread.”

Helmut internally marveled. This method would have been useful for traveling to and from Basor, but strangely, teleportation magic wasn’t used commercially.

Thus, in the human world, horses remained the primary mode of transportation.

“That’s unlikely. Teleportation magic is too good an assassination tool. Unless you’re with a mage, it’s not used. It’s more complex than it seems. Even one extra person increases instability and doubles the energy required.”

Though stable, the magic was unreliable; a slight error could be fatal.

Alea flexed her hand, gauging her remaining magical energy. Traveling alone versus with someone required different calculations.

They had to jump across spaces multiple times for a distance that couldn’t be covered on horseback.

“I should be fine. Just a bit tiring.”

Alea had warned beforehand.

“After we arrive, I’ll need to rest a bit. I’ll have used quite a bit of magic.”

There were no guiding magical circles at their destination. It was purely coordinate-based teleportation.

Alea inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. When she reopened them, her violet irises gleamed with determination.

Using six teleportation spells, they reached the vicinity of their destination that day.

Although the actual spellcasting was quick, with several rest periods in between, it was afternoon by the time they arrived.

Helmut absently gazed at the sky. The cloudless blue was strikingly bright.

The air felt heavy and prickly, with a humid breeze carrying a faint salty scent.

The atmosphere and sky were vastly different from Baden. It was like being thrown into another world. In less than a day, they had arrived from Baden to such a place.

A creaking noise of birds mixed with slapping sounds filled his ears.

“That’s…”

Alea spoke tiredly.

“Ever seen it? It’s the ocean. A place inlanders rarely, if ever, see.”

Having lived nearly his entire life surrounded by dense forests, Helmut was astounded.

The desert had been a novel sight, but the expanse of blue waves before him was utterly foreign. The closer waters were green.

Stepping forward, he felt a crunchy sensation underfoot. It was sand, but unlike any desert sand, this was beach sand. Small creatures scurried away in all directions.

Helmut almost drew his sword to chase them. Pursuing the fleeing was a predatory instinct.

As he was about to head towards the ocean, Alea staggered and almost collapsed. Helmut quickly supported her.

This was not someone who feigned weakness. Alea looked genuinely pale, an unfamiliar sight for Helmut.

“…I used a lot of magic. I need to rest. Want to explore around?”

“Yeah, sure.”

After laying down a mat for Alea to rest on, Helmut explored the beach without straying too far.

‘The ocean…’

The salty taste lingered on his fingertips after dipping them in the wave. The secluded blue shore, seemingly devoid of beasts or enemies, felt peacefully alien.

After scouting the area, Helmut returned, having caught several brightly colored fish. Seeing them flounder triggered his hunting instinct.

“Can we eat these?”

“…I brought food, so let them go.”

Perhaps interpreting this as hunger, Alea offered him a sandwich and some fruit juice.

After lying down for several hours, Alea seemed somewhat revitalized. They sat side by side, almost like on a picnic, and ate.

The continuous skipping of meals due to teleportation had left them famished. The food revitalized them.

Suddenly remembering something, Alea pulled out a note and handed it to Helmut.

“This is Lampione’s will. Read it.”

Helmut took the note and frowned.

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