Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 67 (Part 1):

“Hey, chatterboxes over there.”

“Who are you?”

“Who asked for your opinion?”

“Why don’t you just go on your way?”

Met with sharp responses, the other party wore an awkward expression. Helmut narrowed his eyes and looked at him.

‘I’ve seen that face somewhere.’

The boy with golden brown eyes was smiling benignly. While not as strikingly beautiful as Alea, he had a neat and gentle face. A faint aura seemed to emanate from his body.

‘Magic? No, it’s a bit different.’

As Helmut observed, the boy continued speaking.

“Alea is on his way here, how do you think he’ll react seeing you like this?”

Whether the remark hit home or not, they wore troubled expressions. However, a skeptical girl sharply retorted.

“How can we believe you!”

“Keep doing what you’re doing if you don’t believe me. Alea might not remember someone easily, but you’ll be remembered. As the annoying girls who caused a commotion at the academy’s main gate.”

His tone was biting despite the smile. Clenching their teeth, the girls glanced at each other before turning their backs.

“We’ll see about that!”

Leaving behind such a villainous remark, they seemed unwilling to be on Alea’s bad side. It would have been difficult to repel them if they didn’t at least feel that way.

‘How do you deal with an opponent you shouldn’t strike recklessly because they’re weak?’

Watching their retreating figures with displeasure, Helmut suddenly asked.

“Alea is coming here?”

“It was a lie.”

The boy with the golden brown eyes calmly stared back at Helmut.

“You were lucky. They at least care about how Alea sees them.”

‘What if they didn’t care?’

Helmut remembered a guard’s tale of a girl who dressed as a boy to sneak into the dormitory. That would have been enough for a direct confrontation with Alea. He wondered about the outcome. Would Alea have left her be?

As he pondered this, he finally remembered who the boy was.

“You, were you the one who called Alea to the dormitory that time?”

“You remember me!”

Helmut replied indifferently to the delighted face.

“I have a good memory.”

“Does that mean it’s good for me too, since I remember you?”

Ha-ha, the boy laughed heartily and extended his hand.

“I’m Sian, a friend of Alea. Ah, not in the sense of using the word ‘friend’ lightly, but as fellow academy students. Before you came along, I was the one who talked to Alea the most.”

So what. Helmut looked at him as if to say just that. It was thanks to him that they could easily get rid of those strange women, but he was too suspicious to simply be grateful. The boy awkwardly withdrew his hand and asked.

“Your name?”

“Helmut.”

“I actually knew that. I’ve heard some rumors about you. A second-year transfer student at Greta Academy’s swordsmanship department, a commoner. We’re in the same year.”

Helmut pondered why this guy was striking up a conversation so amicably. Was it an attempt to befriend him? Unsolicited kindness should be treated with suspicion. However, the other was, after all, showing goodwill. Considering it was clear that the students from the swordsmanship department, including Sabbat Rugal, would be hostile to Helmut, a commoner, there was no need to make more enemies. Helmut decided to engage with him.

“Are you a mage?”

“I am, but a bit different from the usual mages.”

“How so?”

“Look at this.”

As Sian spread his hand, a magic circle glowed in his palm. Seeing the magic gather, Helmut swiftly reached for his sword. Had that magic been directed at him, he would have drawn without hesitation. Sian smiled with a face that could hardly be doubted as evil.

“You’re quite wary. No need for that.”

Something small with a round head appeared from his palm, about the size of a water bottle. It had disproportionately large, misshapen eyes staring intently at Helmut and was a translucent creature with a bright, round body, devoid of hair, with its head resembling the shape of a breeze. Normally, it might be considered cute, but it didn’t appeal to Helmut’s aesthetic. He looked at the sudden appearance of the bizarre creature as if it were a monstrosity.

“What is this?”

“A light spirit. I’m a spirit mage.”

Before Helmut could ask ‘what’s that’, he closed his mouth. Was it supposed to be common knowledge? Sian quickly explained.

“It’s natural you don’t know. I’m the only spirit mage in Baden. It’s a rare existence.”

As Sian extended his palm toward the air, the light spirit soared and then flew towards Helmut in a parabola.

‘An attack?’

But it seemed too harmless. Instead of drawing his sword, Helmut tried to swat it with his fist. However, his punch harmlessly passed through it.

“What?”

The light spirit, acting cute, fluttered in front of Helmut. Ha-ha! Sian laughed, holding his belly.

“Good heavens! You’re the first to try and hit it, aside from cats or babies!”

“Why didn’t it get hit?”

As the light spirit playfully circled in front of him, Helmut glared at it with murderous eyes. For some reason, it irritated him.

“Spirits don’t have a physical body. It’s mischievous but harmless. The light can dazzle your eyes, that’s all. Come here!”

He called, and the light spirit, with a scoff, flew to sit on Sian’s shoulder. The way it looked at him was extremely displeasing.

“So, a spirit mage is someone who controls spirits?”

“Right. I summon spirits endowed with attributes using magic.”

‘If it’s summoned by magic, can I cut it even if it has no form?’

Helmut looked at the light spirit, now teasing him with winking eyes. Although it was his first encounter, his combat-honed mind immediately sought how to counter it.

‘Maybe I should test it.’

If he could cut the light spirit without bothering Sian, it might solve the problem. The spirit’s mocking behavior was inciting his killing intent. But before he could act, Sian made the spirit disappear, leaving only the light’s afterimage as the spirit vanished.

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