Helmut: The Forsaken Child Chapter 191

# 191

Helmut

Episode 191

‘I’ll start from Madira’s head.’

Helmut understood those short words correctly.

Only then did Helmut pull out his sword. If I had already drawn my sword, I would have been unable to defeat him without cutting him down.

He quickly rushed towards the centipede-like golem. He was more hideous than any other monster.

Helmut’s sword soon dug into the giant centipede’s joints one after another.

Without fail, it was the fifth, sixth, second, and first words in the order that Area recited them.

Quack! Quad deuk! Quack! Quack! Exactly four sounds rang out. Finally, the moment it pierced the first node, the centipede’s body turned white.

At the same time, a door to the next room appeared on the other side.

“It’s over.”

Helmut shook his sword and tilted his head. It’s because there was something strange.

“There was no space to enter an answer this time.”

“The answer is entered just by defeating the monster. “The fact that this type of thing emerged here probably means that it can happen in the future.”

Area glanced at Helmut.

As expected, it was a good idea to bring him back. It would be rare for a swordsman to be able to calmly wait for a golem that size and then dispose of it so quickly and cleanly.

Moreover, even the mouth is heavy. Would it be enough even if the mercenary guild hired a first-class mercenary?

But there was no time to praise his choice.

“There are about 20 rooms left and about 2 hours and 20 minutes left.”

Area frowned. The progress was slower than expected. I think I needed a break, but it was at a point where I wondered if it was for no reason.

“If the division of roles is clear like this, it can be resolved quickly.”

“It might not be this easy in the future.”

Area did not necessarily have a positive outlook. It was right to prepare for the worst.

The closer you get to number 100, the higher the level, and the more difficult the problems become.

Until now, Helmut had only had to deal with the golem while Area had solved the problem.

However, it was difficult to see that Area could escape the target in the future.

There may be someone who doesn’t work on stealth magic. It would be nice if it ended easily, but since I entered Rampione’s dungeon, I had to give up such expectations.

“Let’s go to the next room.”

Helmut gestured.

There were still 20 rooms waiting for them. It is not too late to tell the story after you have overcome all the rooms.

*

From the 70th room onwards, a battle is involved. Now there was no need to record the answers.

But this wasn’t a matter of recording it at all.

‘It’s a problem that combines combat and knowledge.’

Area narrowed her eyes and looked around. Helmut put his hand to his sword.

A space humming as if full of flapping bees. The room was spacious as before, but there were no golems in sight.

‘Then is it land?’

No, this is a room, so it might appear through the ceiling or wall. There was something in the center of the room.

Helmut and Area approached that direction.

“cocoon?”

Four huge cocoons were located in the center, hanging from the ceiling.

Area, who found a picture of an insect underneath it, looked at the cocoon and the picture in turn and explained.

“I think I know this picture. A very rare bee used in magic reagents. This guy’s tail sting is very toxic. “Useful from head to toe.”

“Is there a bee in here?”

The white cocoon was writhing as if it were alive and breathing. It seemed as if a bee would burst through the cocoon at any moment.

Helmut had a natural question.

“Why are you in a cocoon? Plus, there are 4 of them. “Shouldn’t there be only one queen bee?”

“I know. “There’s something written on the first cocoon.”

Area approached the cocoon. The handwriting was unreadable to Helmut. That means it is not an official language.

“Find the cocoon of truth and destroy it before the monarch is born. Otherwise, the legions will attack you.”

Area frowned.

“It looks like there is a time attack on this room itself. Judging from the sounds heard around me, I guess the hidden bees are under the control of this guy in this cocoon. A swarm of bees can be described as an army. “If he can’t solve the problem before he breaks out of the cocoon, he’ll attack us.”

The thought of a swarm of bees flying in with an ear-piercing sound sent shivers down my spine.

“Then what happens to the three chances per question?”

“The rules that Lampione said at the beginning will still apply. Doesn’t this mean that if you kill all the bees or go back to the previous room, the room will return to its original state? If so, the location of the cocoon will also change. Anyway, it’s one of four.”

What Area didn’t say, but if you die from a bee attack, you die. There was no mercy there.

There was nothing to worry about until you reached the 70th room, but the original dungeon was a place so dangerous that you had to risk your life.

“This is a problem that can never be solved without knowledge about bees.”

Helmut stood behind with his arms crossed. It was a problem that Area had to solve. To him, all punishments are the same. How on earth are you supposed to tell them apart in a cocoon state?

Area was struggling.

“The characteristic of this bee is… it must be a type that can be distinguished by its cocoon state.”

Then suddenly, Area raised her head. It was as if he remembered something.

“This bee builds a very unique cocoon for the queen bee. That cocoon has strong resistance to lightning-type magic. It has very strong resistance. Enough to block even the magic of an archmage. For that reason, cocoons are treated as a very rare magic material. like this.”

Electric current flowed from Area’s hand. He put his hand close to the cocoon.

Electric current flowed evenly through the four cocoons. The surfaces of the cocoons that received a weak electric current trembled. It appears to react to electric current.

But among them, only one cocoon was intact. As if dissipating the electric current from the surface.

“That’s it. “You can just cut that thing down.”

Helmut immediately drew his sword. His sword pierced the cocoon and pierced the wriggling queen bee inside.

Kwazijic! The insect’s body fluids dripped down with a horrifying sound.

The humming sound disappeared. You chose the right answer.

Helmut raised his sword with some uneasiness. If the sword had a mouth, it would have screamed and caused an uproar.

‘I want to stop dealing with insects.’

Helmut was dissatisfied for the first time. He had grown to dislike insects since the academy exam last semester.

The door was opening on the other side. Area recommended.

“In this way, I think we will continue to see knowledge-combining problems rather than solution-type problems. “Let’s hurry.”

They walked quickly. So they were moving forward smoothly, step by step.

*

It was finally the last room. Both of them were exhausted.

In fact, Areya tends to sit and study for up to ten hours a day, and Helmut never gets tired even if he swings his sword for ten hours a day.

However, continuing to progress without losing tension in a dungeon without knowing what might appear was a drain on stamina in a different way.

Fortunately, there were no problems that were extremely difficult or overwhelming.

There was a time when a strange bisque doll with broken limbs came out in a rush, causing half of Area’s soul to run away.

Although it dragged on for more than 5 minutes, Area was able to persevere with the will to solve the problem anyway.

Later on, a strange thing happened, like a lion with a human head jumping out and causing trouble.

Anyway, the two broke through the dungeon at high speed.

Area breathed a sigh of relief as she entered the last room.

“Is this the final problem now?”

A smile appeared on his face. My heart was pounding.

It was just around the corner now. Lampione’s legacy was before my eyes. If you get it all to yourself, there will be great progress in Area’s magic.

Since it was no different from learning magic from two traditional wizards, he might become the youngest person to become an archmage.

Helmut was a little surprised when he saw the time in the last room. It wasn’t every room, but sometimes there was a room with the time written on it, and it was the same here.

The time on the wall showed 59 minutes.

“There is one hour left. It broke through faster than expected. “Wouldn’t that be enough?”

“The last question may take an hour. Let’s see.”

You must not let down your guard until the moment you obtain Rampione’s legacy. It was impossible for Area to ruin things through carelessness.

The last room was neither very wide nor very narrow. It was difficult to predict whether the battle would unfold.

Inside, softly lit with orange light, magic words were engraved all over the walls. It was a place with a somewhat cozy atmosphere.

At the very back of the room was a huge square stone slab. Area soon realized.

“It must be a coffin.”

If it is a coffin, does that mean that Lampione’s body is here? Helmut cast an interesting glance at the coffin.

Area slowly read the text written on the coffin.

“Put your hand on my heart. “Only a noble soul that is not drowned in malice and grief will be able to obtain my magic.”

As soon as she recited the phrase, Area stared at the coffin.

“Are you trying to tell if it’s a warlock or not?”

Helmut flinched for some reason. It might be troublesome if there are people with demonic energy around. Isn’t an archmage someone who can see through the buds of darkness? He took a few steps back without realizing it.

“I don’t think it’s a password, but when you open the coffin and place your hand on the heart, unless you’re a warlock, you can inherit the inheritance, right?”

Even though I doubted it would be that easy, I had to act anyway.

Area opened the coffin lid. Inside, a young man with a neat appearance was lying with his eyes closed, as if he were asleep.

‘Is this Lampione?’

It is a simple matter for an archmage to preserve youth. Even a body that is already old can be returned to a young body.

Rampione, a rare genius, had a face that showed the sensitivity and firearms of a genius.

Also, there was a sense of peace surrounding him, as if he had died without suffering.

I couldn’t feel any cold, but it looked like a frozen corpse. It is intact and there are no traces of corruption even if you wash your eyes.

‘It’s preservation magic. ‘Could it be that the heart is in a different place?’

Sometimes, there are people whose heart position is different from others.

But it didn’t seem like that. Although Rampione died, his magic remained intact in his heart. The presence of that powerful magical power was felt in the left chest of the corpse.

‘Put your hand on it.’

For some reason, it felt ominous. No, it’s closer to anxiety. Maybe it’s for no reason because I can’t let my guard down until the end.

Area stared at Lampione’s corpse for a moment.

This genius may or may not have wanted to conquer this dungeon at the last moment and find someone to inherit his legacy.

It is unknown. But Area needed his legacy.

Since I had come this far, I had no choice. Area’s desire lay dormant within reach.

It is impossible to shake off that temptation. The last problem may be a trial or even a trap.

Area placed her magical hand on Lampione’s heart.

The hidden magic circle engraved on the coffin came to mind. The blue magic circle dyed the coffin with dazzling colors.

I felt the magic power coming from Lampione’s heart envelop my hand. Intense magical energy poured into Area.

It was a phenomenon that even Area had no idea what was happening. If this is magic, what kind of magic is it?

At that time, Lampione opened his eyes.