Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 293 (Part 1):
Despite everything, Sian was stubbornly pressing forward.
Perhaps clinging to the vain hope that he could safely return to the Central Region alone.
It was in vain because his pace was far too slow.
At this rate, it would take at least two weeks rather than three days to set foot in the Central Region.
And that’s assuming it gets safer as you get closer to the Central Region.
However, Sian eventually found himself in an unavoidable situation.
As he made his way through the forest on high alert, Sian stopped in his tracks when he spotted a certain sight.
A squirrel munching on acorns.
‘Oh, how cute!’
It was a rare small creature to see in the Forest of Roots.
Small by Forest of Roots standards, that is – its plump body was about the size of a foal.
But in appearance, it was just a squirrel.
For Sian, who had only seen vicious and bizarre demonic beasts so far on his journey, it naturally caught his eye due to the contrast.
Just as Sian was absentmindedly staring in that direction, suddenly something dropped from the air and pounced on the squirrel.
Crunch!
Sharp teeth clamped down on the squirrel before it could even react.
Sian nearly cried out. What had attacked the squirrel was a feline creature similar to a leopard.
No, that was…
‘A lynx?’
Grrrr.
The creature that had succeeded in its hunt let out a low growl. Its eyes were red and it was huge, about the size of a giant wild boar – too large to simply be called a lynx.
The beast placed the dead squirrel on the ground and began tearing into its flesh.
Crunch, crunch!
Bones and flesh were crushed as blood dripped down, soaking the ground.
It was a more gruesome sight than any butchery.
The visual was on a completely different level from ordinary animal hunts, given that a living creature that had been breathing just moments ago was being torn apart whole. It was savage and cruel.
Sian was shocked as he watched the squirrel turn to rags in the lynx’s mouth.
If Sian had been in that spot, he would have met the same fate.
‘I-I need to go.’
He had to escape without being noticed.
This creature felt far more dangerous than anything else he had encountered thus far.
Sian moved his feet little by little while holding his breath. Fortunately, the demonic beast was so engrossed in dissecting the squirrel that it didn’t notice Sian’s presence, concealed by the dark spirit.
Listening to the chilling sounds of blood and flesh being slurped up, Sian fled the scene.
Half a day later, Sian encountered the beast once more.
Facing a cliff, he was trying to find a way to proceed.
It wouldn’t be difficult to cross using magic, but the flow of magical power would be exposed in that moment.
That could attract who knows what kind of demonic beast.
Sian was being extremely cautious.
He had naturally become more careful after encountering incredibly powerful demonic beasts like Igrelle and Elaga from the start.
Sian soon found a path. Ominously, it was a narrow passageway. A path between cliffs.
Calling it a path was generous—it was just wide enough for a person to pass through. The surroundings were all sheer cliffs.
It was wide enough for two carriages to pass side by side, but for some reason, it gave him a bad feeling.
But if he didn’t take this route, there was no telling how far he would have to go to find another way, and he couldn’t afford any more delays.
Fortunately, there were no signs of demonic beasts around the passageway.
‘’Well, It’s not like I haven’t passed demonic beasts without being noticed before.’
Having made up his mind, Sian cautiously took a step forward. And not long after, he regretted not assessing the situation further.
Not long after entering the passage…
Crunch, crunch.
Heavy footsteps crushing underbrush came from behind. Those footsteps made Sian’s body tremble.
A demonic beast was approaching from behind. Judging by the demonic energy aura emanating from its skin, it was a large and powerful demonic beast.
‘Damn it, after being so quiet until now.’
Sian looked back. In that moment, his eyes widened.
‘It’s… that thing!’
The vicious lynx that had been chewing up the squirrel. It was walking this way, licking its blood-stained mouth. As if it had been tracking him!
Could such a coincidence exist? The creature didn’t seem to be aware of Sian, though it was hard to tell if it was an act.
‘If this is the only path in the area, it could come this way.’
But that was exactly the problem. With only one path, the lynx would inevitably reach Sian.
The surroundings were full of thorny vines. If he made a wrong move and got scratched, blood would flow.
There was no way that creature wouldn’t smell the blood. The only thing Sian could do was try to move his body as far from the demonic beast’s path as possible.
‘Oh, dear God.’