Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 205 (Part 1):
Although they had been discovered by a troublesome person, there was a silver lining.
Thanks to Sian, both of them gained a heightened sense of vigilance. Just as Sian had secretly followed them, someone else might do the same.
Helmut and Alea had to acknowledge that the people around them were more capable than they had thought.
No matter how well they hid, there were those who could infiltrate in unexpected ways.
Fortunately, Sian only knew that Alea had obtained Lampione’s dungeon; he was unaware of any other facts, not even that Alea was a girl.
The weak vision shared by the dark spirit made it difficult to notice the subtle changes in Alea.
At fifteen, Alea did not yet exhibit distinctly feminine features.
Helmut was left feeling uneasy.
‘For now, it’s been overlooked.’
Sian was quick-witted. Upon entering the dungeon, he immediately realized that Alea had acquired Lampione’s legacy.
Given a few more clues, he might uncover even more. His imagination was indeed rich.
Helmut and Alea still had many secrets. That Alea was a girl. That Helmut was Darien’s disciple. That Helmut possessed the Seed of Darkness, and more.
Given the situation, it wasn’t as if Helmut felt a great friendship towards Sian to share everything.
Telling the truth to Alea alone was more than enough.
‘I need to be more careful.’
The oath of a mage is inescapable, even for a spirit mage.
There was no reason for Sian to risk a penalty and divulge anything about Lampione’s dungeon.
He was someone who cherished himself immensely.
Helmut, just in case, cautioned Sian to keep their secret. Thus, their secret for two became a secret for three, excluding one.
Luckily, Sian completely dispelled any suspicions that Alea was a girl.
It was a prejudice. The cold and rigid Alea could never be a girl, he thought.
‘I might look more feminine in disguise than Alea.’
Realizing the secret, Sian nodded to himself.
‘So they’ve been huddled together over this. No wonder they’re always stuck together.’
Having breached Lampione’s dungeon, there must have been much to talk about.
Though Sian thought it would have been helpful if they included him and Asuka, he had to admit there was no reason to share Lampione’s legacy with them.
He wasn’t resentful, just regretful.
Most of all, the problem was Asuka, not himself. Sian couldn’t trust Asuka’s mouth either.
There had been no chance to test whether Asuka was tight-lipped, and that guy was mindless.
If someone were to interrogate him, he would spill everything easily.
‘Well, Asuka doesn’t have anyone to tell anyway.’
At most, he would tell his mother. Asuka had his secrets too.
Sian reconsidered his assessment of Asuka. Strangely, Asuka was tight-lipped about such matters.
No matter how much Sian tried to coax him or get him drunk to extract information, Asuka wouldn’t budge an inch.
All he learned was that Asuka seemed to have a bad relationship with his father.
‘Still, there can’t be a heavier secret than Lampione’s dungeon.’
He eventually decided to give up uncovering the truth for now, thinking he would find out someday.
Anyway, he firmly resolved to sneak into the dungeon and see it for himself. Sneaking in was his forte.
Thus, the dungeon of the two showed an ominous sign from the start.
As the holidays passed, the dungeon gradually took shape. Alea, who had stocked up on mana stones, immediately started working on it.
An antique tea room reflecting Alea’s tastes appeared, and a marble dining table was set. Various rare teas adorned a display cabinet.
Then Alea’s personal library was established. Separate from the grand library, it was a cozy space designed for concentration.
Helmut had to admit that his training ground was being pushed into the background more and more.
Though Alea said it was necessary to create a training ground, it seemed like the next steps were already planned.
Alea advised him.
“You know, you have the qualifiers coming up soon.”
It was as if she was asking if he had time to worry about the dungeon.
“The qualifiers, right.”
Helmut answered nonchalantly. Now that he thought about it, it was a significant event, but his attention had been completely absorbed by the dungeon.
Or was it just the dungeon? Time flew by when he was with Alea.
‘Maybe I’ve been practicing Darien’s swordsmanship too much lately, I should practice the common swordsmanship techniques too.’
Given the public nature of the tournament, appearing naturally skilled required some proficiency.
Helmut decided to head to the training ground as soon as the holiday was over.
In fact, unless there was something special like a mercenary request, he trained every day without fail.
‘I did beat up that golem, but that’s not enough.’
He had only swung his sword briefly while dealing with the golem. It wasn’t much of a warm-up.
That golem, since there wasn’t much opportunity for actual combat here, seemed like it could be useful.
However, it took time for the golem to recover.
Although Alea could heal it or use mana stones to speed up its recovery, it wasn’t something she could always do.
‘The tournament location will be announced soon.’
It was a trip. Traveling always meant something tumultuous for Helmut. Almost always, some incident occurred.
‘It couldn’t possibly be in Basor.’
If the location turned out to be there, he might have to forfeit. Even though he was in disguise, his presence was too well-known in the martial arts community.
But lately, with the complex political situation in Basol, the possibility of it being chosen was low.
Besides, the Basol people were rough, and there wasn’t even a decent swordsmanship academy there.
‘A trip to a new place.’