Betrayal Knight's Joyful Faith

Chapter 305

“Ha… hahaha!”Lexion’s laughter began to echo through the quiet training grounds.

At that moment, Arendt realized that the only entity that could explain this situation was Lexion.

Arendt’s murderous gaze fell on him.

“Explain.”

“Heh heh, this isn’t something I did. It must have been the divine power.”

Unable to hide his laughter, Lexion gestured at the spirits with his chin.

“It may or may not be a temporary phenomenon. I can’t say for sure because it’s my first time seeing it. But it’s really interesting. Can you hear their voices?”

“No, does that make sense?”

Arendt frowned.

Salem, who had been fidgeting, intervened.

“Only those who have the qualities of a spirit master or those who have been chosen by the spirits can talk to the spirits. There aren’t many elves who can become spirit masters. Of course, there are no restrictions for Lord Lexion…”

“Yes, by the way, both of them are saying that they are scared of him and want to get out of here quickly.”

Lexion said as he watched the spirits hovering over Salem.

Laius asked, bewildered.

“Instructor Zakar, what is going on?”

“…Do you remember the two spirit stones you recovered from the homunculus in the Western Plains?”

When Zakar, who had been silent for a moment, spoke up, Laius nodded.

“Are you talking about the things I asked you to keep?”

The spirit stones, who had been overworked even before they were born, lost most of their energy.

However, they were something that Zakar had decided to keep until he arrived at his home country, as they would recover once he returned to the forest of the Second Kingdom.

“Yes, I kept the magic stone box that Count Stadler gave me in the hopes that it would help with their recovery, but…”

Zakar glanced at the spirit next to him.

“At dawn today, the spirits suddenly woke up. They were born much earlier than they should have been, but it seems that they were forced to awaken when they became homunculi.”

“Come to think of it, I heard that a similar phenomenon occurred on the battlefield of the Everan Kingdom.”

Laius answered with a stern face, recalling the report he had heard from Diana a while ago.

“They say there was a spirit by Jiklin’s side. It is believed to be a being born from a spirit stone that could not be recovered, and it was said to be following Jiklin.”

“I see. A spirit that follows a being that violates the laws of nature… that too is beyond common sense.”

Salem opened his mouth with a displeased expression, following Zakar’s muttering.

“That’s why we came in a hurry to discuss it with Captain Laius. But surely…”

Salem, whose words trailed off, glared at Arendt with a look of extreme disapproval.

“How can someone like that see spirits… only those with pure and clear souls can communicate with spirits.”

A pure and clear soul.

At those two words, Zakar and Laius’ faces changed as if they had chewed on something foul.

And the corners of Lexion’s mouth were almost on the verge of convulsing.

“See, I told you it was fun?”

He didn’t have the energy to get annoyed at Lexion for speaking so openly and teasingly.

Arendt muttered in despair.

“This is crazy.”

“Well, it might be a bit confusing since you can now see things that you couldn’t before, but it won’t cause any harm. You’re exactly the kind of person that spirits hate.”

Lexion giggled as if he was having so much fun.

“Don’t worry, they won’t bother you. Just think of it as your eyes getting a little better.”

“It doesn’t really matter, but it’s a little annoying when you say that.”

Arendt grumbled nervously.

“Lexion is right. They are still anxious and want to get out of this place.”

Salem, who was saying that, was clearly showing that he was very displeased.

“Still, they both seem to be friendly to Captain Laius. However, since Sir Arendt is nearby, they seem to be unable to approach him.”

“Anyway, I came to see you because I felt we needed to discuss something.”

Zakar, who had barely regained his composure, calmly began to speak.

“The Caerleon Empire is not a good environment for spirits. Furthermore, because they were born under special circumstances, they are much weaker than ordinary spirits. If we leave them like this, they will have no choice but to perish.”

“Is this something that can’t be solved even with a magic stone?”

When Laius asked seriously, Zakar answered skeptically.

“We are still supplying magical power through magic stones, but it is only a temporary measure as it is different from the power that can be obtained from nature.”

Salem added with concern.

“We considered sending them back to the Elven Kingdom, but I’m not sure if they’d be able to survive the journey. That’s why we wanted to ask Captain Laius about Lexion’s whereabouts and ask for his help if possible… but I didn’t know he’d be here.”

“Of course not. I was trying to hide my presence as much as possible. I didn’t want to reveal my presence right away in a place where elves are swarming.”

Lexion waved his hand in annoyance.

“That’s true. They should have waited several decades longer to be born, but they already opened their eyes because they were moving too hastily. They are so weak that they could crumble if you hit them.”

“Is that so?”

Lexion answered firmly, “It’s not a good idea to send it back to the kingdom. As I said earlier, there’s a high chance that they will be destroyed on the way there.”

Zakar’s face hardened.

“I cannot just leave the spirits that were born like this. I would be grateful if you could share your wisdom with me.”

“You annoying elves. Even though they’re just young spirits, they’re just bundles of intelligent magic.”

Lexion watched the spirits hovering around the two elves, though he seemed annoyed.

‘Is it because they still have memories from your homunculus days that they’re afraid of that kid?’

Or maybe it was because there were too many traces of God on him.

It was Arendt who was touched by the hand of God more than Laius, who became the master of the Holy Sword.

Since he did not submit to God, he might have seemed like a scary being to the spirits.

Or maybe they just instinctively recognized that dirty nature.

‘Maybe it has something to do with the strange sense of alienation that he often displays.’

Suddenly, that thought occurred to him.

Arendt was still staring at the spirits as if they were strange objects.

It was a rather dull reaction to suddenly seeing a spirit, but he found it quite interesting and kept following the spirits’ movements.

Lexion glanced at him and turned his head back towards the elves.

“If you really want to save them, there is a way.”

“Really?”

As Salem’s big eyes sparkled, Lexion nodded dryly.

“It’s just a small thing now, so I personally don’t think it’s worth going to such trouble.”

The fact that they were afraid of Arendt and yet leisurely played around in front of Lexion was proof that the spirits had not yet developed proper intelligence.

This means that Arendt was just a human and they didn’t even realize that Lexion was a dragon.

“Well, spirits change depending on the environment and how they grow, so it’s a bit of a waste to just let them disappear like this.”

“Please, Lexion!”

Salem forgot about his hesitation and walked closer to Lexion.

Lexion, who was looking down at the boy who was looking at him with bright eyes, suddenly spoke.

“I’m sorry to say this, but I think I know why that brat teases you so much.”

The reaction was too honest.

Salem’s eyes widened at that unexpected remark.

“Yes, yes?”

“No, just ignore that. Anyway, there is one way.”

Lexion waved his hand and continued speaking leisurely.

“Someone needs to take responsibility for those guys.”

“Take responsibility…”

Zakar, who was rolling the words around in his mouth, asked curiously.

“Are you saying that we need a spirit master?”

“That’s right. It’s about sharing your magical power and helping those guys maintain their form. As you grow as a spirit master, those spirits will also find stability.”

Laius said skeptically, raising an eyebrow.

“But it doesn’t seem easy to find someone with the qualities of a spirit master right now. I’ve heard that spirit masters are rare even among elves.”

“That’s true. But don’t forget who’s next to you.”

At Lexion’s words, everyone in the group fell silent at once.

Even though they were having a casual conversation, the person they were talking to was actually a dragon.

Arendt asked with a frown.

“You’re not saying that you will do it yourself, are you?”

“No way. They can’t accept my magic. They’re too weak. But if you have a little talent, it might be possible to help them make a contract with you.”

Lexion answered leisurely and slowly moved his eyes, scanning each person gathered in the training ground.

The place where his gaze stopped was Salem.

“I didn’t have to look far, there’s something good here.”

“…”

Salem didn’t immediately understand what he was saying and just blinked a few times.

After Lexion stared blankly at him for a long time without saying anything, Salem finally asked stupidly.

“Me, me?”

“I saw earlier that you were able to read the minds of those creatures easily. If you’re at that level, you’re more than capable.”

“Yes, no, that, but!”

Salem cried out in bewilderment at Lexion’s words.

“But I am a sorcerer of the Shadow Tribe?”

“So? What’s the problem?”

Lexion, who asked that, had a look on his face that said he truly didn’t know.

Salem was left speechless.

Finally, Zakar, who could no longer stand to watch, stepped forward.

“As you know, Lord Lexion, the Shadow Tribe doesn’t have many spirit masters due to their dark magic traits. And I don’t know what effect Salem’s magic will have on them, so I think it might be difficult.”

“I can easily solve the problem of you magical powers. As for sorcery…”

Lexion pretended to think and tapped his cheek.

“Are you afraid that if you become a spirit master you won’t be able to use magic?”

“…Yes, that’s right. Since it’s a special spell, a sorcerer can only learn basic magic.”

Salem hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

At that moment, Lexion, who had been staring at him blankly, was about to say something with a displeased expression on his face,

“You don’t know how to use magic anyway.”

Arendt’s voice suddenly interrupted.

“What’s the problem with not being able to use something you don’t know how to use?”

Salem froze at those words that hit the nail on the head.

. Laius sighed, placing his hand on his forehead.

“…I will apologize on his behalf.”

Even when speaking the truth, managing to sound so annoying about it was quite a talent.