Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 187 (Part 2):

Hours later, after finishing her meditation, Alea stood up. Her body was filled with magic.

Mages prefer places brimming with energy, and this location was just right.

The sun was setting on the coast. It was just getting dark. There was still plenty of time before the path would open.

Alea suddenly looked for Helmut.

‘Where is he? He might be hungry since it’s dinner time.’

Being a swordsman, he shouldn’t be starved. Especially not knowing how arduous the process would be once they entered the dungeon.

However, Helmut didn’t seem to think about starving at all. He was currently on the beach, having caught two sizable lobsters. He had rolled up his trousers and taken off his shoes.

He casually placed the lobsters in front of Alea. They struggled, wanting to live.

“These can be eaten, right? Lobsters are tasty.”

He must have thought the fish he was told to release was unappetizing.

Alea raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

“They’re edible, but… why catch them if we have food?”

They weren’t here for fun. It was enough to fill their stomachs here, and they could eat anything once back in Baden. There was no need to hunt.

“Sea hunting…? Are lobsters not good?”

It wasn’t that Helmut particularly loved hunting. He was too familiar with hunting in the forest.

But the sea was different. Whether it was a hunter’s instinct kicking in, he wanted to catch whatever he could.

He had decided to change his mind and only caught the best ones.

Alea smirked slightly.

‘He must be enjoying himself. At times like this, he’s just like a child.’

“Yeah, lobsters sound good. Shall we grill them?”

Helmut saw Alea’s expression.

‘She seems pleased.’

Perhaps lobsters were indeed necessary. Alea was particular. Ordinary game didn’t seem to catch her eye, Helmut oddly thought.

Helmut gestured towards a part of the sea.

“Actually, there’s something bigger over there, but I’m not sure how it tastes and it seems hard to handle.”

‘Big thing…’

As he pointed, a dolphin was leaping out of the water. Alea flinched.

It was fortunate that Helmut didn’t bring back a dolphin dripping with blood. Even Alea had a stomach.

“You’d probably survive well even if you were stranded on a deserted island.”

Alea sighed and conjured a fire with magic. The two lobsters were deliciously grilled.

The fresh taste of the lobsters was excellent. After eating with the food they had brought, they were satisfied.

Helmut suddenly looked up at the sky. The moon was shining in the now-dark sky.

‘It’s a full moon.’

So that’s why they had started at dawn. Today was exactly when the path would open.

“How do we move to the cliff?”

There was no boat here. Alea’s answer was clear.

“We’ll fly.”

Flying meant using magic. After erasing any traces left on the beach, Alea recited a spell, casting magic on both herself and Helmut.

“Flight of Freedom.”

Alea’s magic enveloped them, and they were now accustomed to their bodies rising into the air.

They flew swiftly over the night sea, with waves crashing below. The cliff was dauntingly high. Falling and hitting the water’s surface would shatter bones.

That’s why the sound of the waves was faintly audible, and they were closer to the sky.

Countless stars seemed to pour over the cliff from the night sky.

A secluded and mystical place fitting for the beginning of an archmage’s path.

Having landed on the cliff, Helmut recalled Lampione’s words.

‘In the deepest darkness, when the full moon shines, six stars will illuminate the path.’

“What are the six stars?”

Alea was already exploring the top of the cliff.

Looking closely, he picked out exactly six rocks that seemed alike.

“If you look closely, you can see a fracture. Pieces of meteorite are embedded in them, hence they’re called ‘stars’. They’ll show us the way when the time comes.”

Slight silvery lines were indeed visible on the black stones.

‘How did you find these?’

It seemed Lampione, the archmage, didn’t want anyone to conquer his dungeon. No one but Alea could have discovered it.

“Lampione’s magic is precise. It doesn’t tolerate guesswork; we mustn’t make even a slight mistake.”

Watching Alea measure the distance between the six rocks with a tape measure she had pulled from her robe, Helmut felt nauseated.

He had always felt, since studying magic, that magic was unnecessarily complicated, required too much thinking, and was delicate.

The way of the sword was much more intuitive. You fight as your body has learned. Trying to think too cleverly can only be crushed by force.

Helmut reaffirmed his own aptitude.

‘I did well not to become a mage.’

After finishing measuring, Alea drew a line on the ground. Small circles were drawn at precisely the same distances from each rock.

“Here it is. Now, when the time comes, show your qualifications.”

Helmut didn’t ask how to show qualifications. It was obvious how a mage would prove their worth.

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