Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 203 (Part 1):
The only space materialized according to Alea’s will was the first one alone. From there on, empty rooms unfolded.
Spaces that felt desolate like ruins, partially collapsed.
Alea had mentioned that even constructing the entrance consumed a great deal of magical power.
Helmut tilted his head.
“This dungeon, isn’t it quite large?”
“Right, so it will take time to refine the whole thing. It’s going to be a big project.”
“Is my training ground feasible, then?”
“If it’s just about creating a stable, wide open space, we can work it out here. It should be fine for training with Vis. However, in terms of efficiency, it might not match the academy’s training grounds. Building your official training ground will be a new challenge.”
“How will you cover the magic power needed?”
Lampione did not construct this dungeon overnight.
Even though ascending to the level of an Archmage smooths out the flow of magical power, this dungeon wasn’t made in a day.
‘It would take the combined magical power of all the students in Greta Academy’s magic department to bring it to its proper form.’
Helmut felt the same. Just as a good home requires a lot of work, so does a dungeon.
“Lampione’s dungeon had a revolutionary structure that was incredibly efficient in terms of magical power consumption. This dungeon itself is a creation of Lampione. I don’t know the method, so it took time even to construct the entrance, but I’m researching it. It will take some time, but it’s worth researching.”
Alea spoke with a face full of motivation.
Lately, Alea had been especially vibrant. As soon as she entered the dungeon, she stripped away her magic and returned to her original form. It was a welcome change for Helmut.
Alea looked like a girl rather than the cold, haughty second-year top student of Greta Academy’s magic department.
Helmut didn’t place high odds that it was because of him. He was still unsure about that part.
“But as I mentioned before, there are things to do first.”
Alea pointed ahead with the tip of her finger. Magical energy could be felt from all directions.
What looked like random stones placed far ahead. Upon closer inspection, they were golems.
They seemed familiar. The ones Helmut had slashed were now inexplicably intact and lying dormant, cores shattered yet still alive, which was surprising.
“The cores implanted in them don’t lose life force until completely shattered. If time passes while rooted in the dungeon, they automatically restore themselves. They’re as tenacious as weeds. That’s why the golems remain closer to their original forms too.”
Lampione’s golems had attack capabilities and physical recovery similar to magical beasts. Moreover, they absolutely obeyed their master.
Although their intelligence is unclear, they were formidable forces in themselves. Helmut realized:
“They would be useful militarily.”
Perhaps the culmination of Lampione’s lifelong research. If Lampione had a bit more time, he might well have created an army.
It doesn’t suit a mage’s nature, but if he had, he might have conquered the world.
“If this were known, every nation would have coveted Lampione’s legacy.”
“Fortunately, it remained unknown. As you know, I was the first to discover Lampione’s dungeon. And mass-producing these golems would be difficult. The materials are very expensive, and each requires a lot of work.”
“For research like that, it would have drawn attention. Why didn’t it become known?”
“Lampione thoroughly hid his golem research. He didn’t want his magical achievements being used for destruction or war. In that sense, he was close to being unambitious. He was just a scholar.”
His first and last malevolent decision was to take over a successor’s body.
Even that, due to his unfamiliarity with malevolent acts, was inadequately executed and ended in a resounding failure.
Nevertheless, Lampione’s honor would be preserved. Fortunately, those who could divulge the fact had secured his legacy.
Helmut stepped towards the cluster of golems. They were originally arranged in each room, but now they were simply scattered around the open field.
Apparently, Lampione had a taste for the grotesque, as their forms were oddly unappealing, Some had a strange shape like centipedes.
“Can their form be changed?”
“Yeah, but before that we should disable them in combat first to examine them. Just don’t smash them too harshly.”
From what she was saying, dealing with the golems seemed entirely Helmut’s responsibility. Just enough to shatter them.
As Helmut approached, the golems’ eyes lit up one by one with an automatic attack command.
Helmut drew his sword from his waist. A thin veil of gray Vis appeared over the blade. The golems were too solid to be cut without it.
‘Finally, some real action.’
There was no need for Alea to fight alongside him. The golems were threatening enough for ordinary people.
They possessed power no less than actual demonic beasts, and their metallic or stone skin was harder than a beast’s. Having faced them once before, he was fully familiar with their patterns.
‘I need to aim for the core to disable their functions. I just have to do it like last time.’
It seemed possible to recover as long as the core wasn’t completely split in half.
Whack! The golem sprung from the ground and charged at him like a missile. This time, there were no limits or constraints.
Helmut extended his Vis-charged sword and effortlessly shattered the golem. Crunch! Crack! Pieces fell to the ground in a heap.
In less than 20 minutes, Helmut could defeat every golem he visually confirmed.