Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 204 (Part 2):

The creature quickly threw itself into the light. If it didn’t follow quickly, even it might get trapped in the dungeon.

While entering the dungeon had allowed it to blend in with the dungeon’s energy, making its presence undetectable, it was a different story when exiting.

“What’s that? There’s something there!”

Alea turned around, and Helmut swung his sword toward the creature that had followed them out.

The creature, shocked, darted into the shadow of a tree. It tried to move along the shadow but was quickly bound by a powerful spell. It was a spatial lock.

Peeking out from the tree shadow, the creature appeared as an indistinct mass enveloped in black mist.

Approaching with his sword drawn, Helmut frowned. He immediately recognized what it was.

“This is…..”

“A spirit of darkness? One that lived in the dungeon? Or perhaps…”

If Lampione’s collection didn’t include a spirit, then its master must only be the person they knew.

Then, a scream-like shout came from afar.

“Woah! Stop! It’s my spirit!”

A silhouette suddenly burst out, yelling like a scream with a flustered expression.

“Sian…?”

The atmosphere froze. Sian quickly approached and pulled the spirit of darkness out from the tree’s shadow.

After securing his spirit, Sian scratched the back of his head, an awkward smile spreading across his face.

Helmut asked coldly,

“Why are you here?”

“Haha! That could happen. Why are you looking at me like I’m something to eat? You two have been sticking together so much lately, I was curious about what you do on weekends.”

He conveniently left out that he had been watching them out of suspicion. Luckily, his suspicions were unfounded.

‘They’ve been doing that together!’

They had been having such fun together, how could they be so sneaky?

He had been watching through the dark spirit but regretted not being able to join them.

The looks from Helmut and Alea were cold.

What had he found out? What did he know? They had to make him spill it all.

There were secrets Sian could know and secrets he mustn’t know.

They might have to silence him by any means necessary if needed.

Alea whispered to Helmut,

“Spirit mages share the spirit’s sight and thoughts, so memories can’t be erased.”

Killing to silence him was the only way. Sian, sharing senses with the spirit, heard those words too.

“Hey, Alea! What do you mean by erasing memories, that’s so sinister! Hey, Helmut! Why are you nodding? You’d do that to a friend? How did you two pass the academy’s ethics exams!”

“Ethics exams are just exams in the end.”

Alea cut in coldly. If Helmut was conflicted about what to do, Alea was ruthless.

They had to manage Sian somehow. While Helmut could go as far as murder, Alea was more hesitant.

They weren’t too close, but Sian was a fellow student at the academy. Killing him was a hesitant option for her, and Helmut likely felt the same.

‘So he’s curious enough to follow us this far, pretty bold.’

Tracking through a spirit was hard to detect. That’s why spirit mages were treated specially, but he had gone too far this time.

Helmut rested his hand on his sword. His jet black eyes exuded pressure by just looking, but exuded more threat when he revealed killing intent.

“Tell me what you’ve found out.”

There were things Sian could know and couldn’t. The paled Sian confessed readily.

“Alea inherited Lampione’s legacy? I heard the professors talking about it. Recently, Lampione’s dungeon was raided, and someone inherited the archmage’s legacy. I didn’t know it was you, Alea.”

Sian shrugged.

“I just found out today. Let me say though, I couldn’t see much. The connection gets hazy entering that subspace. Sharing sight with my spirit was blurred and vague. This one just watched from afar. All I know is the inside seems like a dungeon with lots of shiny stuff?”

“Is that true?”

Helmut asked. Not really addressing Sian. Alea nodded.

“Yes, when spaces separate, the binding weakens too.”

Alea had been experimenting with Sian’s spirit for the first semester. Mainly experiments about spirits and spirit mages. To find out the limits of their abilities.

Sian, as if surrendering, raised his hands.

“Hey hey, don’t do that! I keep secrets. I’ll keep my mouth shut, so don’t worry. Just meet one condition of mine. I can even take a mage’s oath here!”

“Swear first. We’ll hear the condition afterward.”

Helmut laid down a ruthlessly unfair condition.

Sian was quick on the uptake. Though pouting, he realized he had to comply in this situation, so he obediently recited the mage’s oath to keep Lampione’s inherited legacy secret.

His condition was this. Grinning, Sian said,

“Let me come check out the inside next time. It’s the dungeon of an archmage after all. It’d be great if you shared the inheritance too, but I don’t think you will.”

Sian was also a mage. He couldn’t help being curious about Lampione’s dungeon.

“I’ll consider it. You’d better watch your mouth. You wouldn’t want to be the first experimented on by Lampione’s magic.”

Alea threw a deadly warning. Sian shrugged.

“Got it.”

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