Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 469 (Part 2):
[You even know the word ‘suited.’ You’re not as dumb as I thought,] Elaga said, genuinely surprised.
[Who’re you calling ignorant, you white cat?!]
[Yeah, this grass-eating cat. You owe me, you know. First, I spared you twice when you came at me.]
Elaga’s eyes flashed.
[Second, I brought you back to your senses when you were out of your mind. If I’d left you alone, you’d still be crazed, Demon King or no.]
Sanity was hard to restore. Elaga had managed that difficult task with ease. Baharek’s defiance waned.
[Well, that’s true, but…]
[What are you, a beast worried about pride? Just until we reach the central domain.]
Elaga thus passed the task to Baharek and sidled up to Helmut.
[Grr…]
Baharek couldn’t bring himself to agree outright.
He was already regretting his decision to fight the Demon King.
He’d expected a grand clash, not to end up as a pack animal hauling humans.
Igrelle offered mockingly realistic consolation.
“Baharek, try to understand. Elaga’s so reckless, he’d probably charge off and smash the carriage to bits.”
“So, it’s settled?” Helmut nodded, turning to Alea.
Alea took the rope and secured a harness to Baharek’s body.
Since he wasn’t a real horse, she didn’t bother with reins or a bit.
If she had, Baharek’s enemy wouldn’t be the Demon King—it’d be her.
With bloodshot eyes, Baharek grudgingly accepted the carriage being attached to his body.
His expression radiated extreme patience.
The setup was quickly completed, and one by one, the group climbed aboard the carriage.
Luke Yeager, the most human-like of the bunch, raised a hand as he boarded.
“Thanks for the ride.”
[Shut up and get on!]
The problem was, Baharek, already fuming, wasn’t having any of it.
The fully assembled party set off toward the central domain.
They were near the border of the western and northern domains.
Judging by the vigorous rolling of the wheels, it wouldn’t take days.
The sacred barrier was still crumbling bit by bit.
They pressed on without letting their guard down, unaware of what awaited them in the central domain.
* * *
The erection of the barrier wasn’t the end.
The moment Helmut’s party entered the sacred barrier, a series of shocking events erupted outside, as if they’d been waiting.
In a village reduced to ashes, a dark mage stood atop a mound of corpses, laughing maniacally.
“The power of darkness will save us all!”
Until recently, he’d been an ordinary mage registered with the Mage Association.
But his experimental tendencies had been deemed dangerous, placing him under discreet surveillance.
The moment he turned to dark magic, the Mage Association sent a subjugation team.
The problem was, he wasn’t alone. For every one they took down, another appeared.
“This is true magic. Through the power of darkness, we can transcend our limits!”
“How can there be restrictions on magic?! The Mage Association oppresses us just like the Temple!”
Among those the Mage Association flagged as dangerous, a significant number had turned to dark magic.
It was as if a powerful temptation had swept them away.
The Mage Association, the Temple, and the knight orders of various nations were kept busy dealing with them.
Meanwhile, unnoticed by the Temple, those bearing the Seed of Darkness began awakening from a very young age.
They weren’t as dangerous as those trained in swordsmanship, but a newborn strangling its parents was dangerous and powerful enough.
The emergence of numerous dark mages and the awakening of those with the Seed of Darkness.
The feared catastrophe was unfolding.
Those who’d poured their strength into fortifying the barrier now faced these sudden threats.
The human world, once steeped in peace, descended into chaos from within, and that chaos spread like wildfire.
As long as the source of that chaos remained, even if they doused the flames, the embers would reignite.
Saving a world in peril was the duty of heroes. Now, everything rested in the hands of Helmut’s party.
