The Greatest Spirit Master, Princess Helen de Sylvester of the Sylvester Family

Helen hurriedly followed Yuris, who was disappearing somewhere.

She was in such a hurry that she ran into the alley without even taking a break.

“Haa, haa, where are you going?”

She couldn’t keep up with Yuris’s pace, who was almost running, so she even used a bit of her spirit power to chase after her.

She knew from Veron.

The knight order that wins the mock battle has a get-together for harmony.

It was definitely time for Yuris to have a get-together with her subordinate knights after winning the mock battle.

But Yuris was heading to the outskirts of the capital.

What’s going on?

Why is she running so fast all the way here with such an urgent look on her face?

Could it be that she’s running so fast for something she doesn’t want others to find out about?

Like a secret lover.

Or maybe even forbidden drugs.

If that’s the case.

‘This is an opportunity to seize the weakness of the Iron-Blooded Knight Yuris.’

She felt it was cowardly to seize the opponent’s weakness and win, but she couldn’t just leave her brother to be defeated helplessly.

They couldn’t remain a disgrace to the Silvesta family forever.

They had to shake off the stigma of being the 2nd Knight Commander who always loses.

“Haa, I’m suffering because of my incompetent brother, what is this?”

But she was curious.

What is the weakness of the Iron-Blooded Knight Yuris, who is always perfect?

Helen also knew a lot about Yuris.

A perfect woman who always focuses on training.

She doesn’t allow even the slightest flaw, and there were no personal stories about her, to the point where people said she must have a heart made of iron.

Even the knights who train with her most closely said that she has no hobbies other than swordsmanship.

Perhaps she would be the first person to observe her private life.

And Yuris, who entered an alley on the outskirts of the capital, stood in front of a small shop.

She looked around to see if anyone was watching, then knocked on the door and waited for it to open with a flushed face.

-Fantasy Screening Room.

“What’s that…?”

She had heard rumors that it was a place that shows the user’s desires.

It was said that a genius magician who learned illusion magic created the shop by gathering the essence of illusion magic.

She had heard them come to the nobles to promote it.

-Don’t you want to taste the desires that you are reluctant to tell others? We will make it happen. Since it’s not reality, there’s no need to worry about getting hurt or tired.

She remembered that it didn’t spread very good rumors among the nobles.

-Fulfilling desires, something’s strange about that.

-There’s also a rumor that only strange people learn illusion magic.

-Honestly, what can you do with illusion magic?

-I don’t want to waste my time.

It was all due to distrust of illusion magic.

Among the general public, there was a rumor that illusion magic was a strange magic that could distort the body if experienced incorrectly.

Did they say that what you see in the illusion is applied to reality?

Did a human who saw an illusion of a werewolf later become a real werewolf and attack humans?

Helen knew that it was a ridiculous rumor.

Illusion magic wasn’t that kind of thing.

Showing illusions while distorting reality.

That was illusion magic.

But why is the Iron-Blooded Knight Yuris there?

‘Could she be doing a battle simulation there?’

As soon as the door opened, she went inside as if she had been waiting for it.

She didn’t know what it was, but her flushed face and panting breath.

Helen frowned as she watched this.

“Could it be…?”

Surely she didn’t come all the way here for this reason?

“Isn’t she doing a real battle simulation with illusion magic?”

She had heard that some illusion magic that distorts reality can also slow down the flow of time.

Her overwhelming strength may have been born in such a space.

“This might be a chance for me to uncover a huge secret.”

She summoned a dark spirit to hide her body.

‘I haven’t found out anything yet. Let’s wait until Yuris comes out.’

It’s difficult to drive the opponent with rough estimates.

Helen hid quietly and waited for Yuris to come out.

It was already past 9 PM.

Yuris ran out of the store as if she were running away.

Surprisingly, she was in a fluffy state.

Compared to when she entered the store without properly wiping off the sweat she shed after the battle, she was too neat when she came out of the store.

‘There’s definitely something. Seeing how long she’s been there.’

It was meaningless to go into the store now.

Maybe all the evidence has disappeared.

Then a head-on breakthrough here.

To watch Yuris’s reaction.

Helen, who had withdrawn the power of the spirit, stood in front of Yuris, who came out of the store.

“Iron-Blooded Knight, hello. It’s nice to see you in a place like this.”

“Oh, oh? Lady Silvesta?”

Helen quickly examined Yuris’s reaction to her.

Her eyes, which were flustered as soon as she saw her, lost their way.

Her face turned red as if she had been caught stealing, and Helen’s keen senses felt Yuris’s heart beating fast.

“Where are you coming from?”

“Lady Silvesta, what brings you here so late?”

“Well, I was taking a walk to soothe my troubled mind because of my brother’s defeat. But… you came out of that store.”

“Oh, oh?”

When she asked while looking at the Fantasy Screening Room, Yuris’s flustered expression grew even bigger.

“W-Well, that’s…”

“That store, they said they fulfill desires or something, could it be…”

“N-No, that’s not it! The owner of that store is worried about the security of the neighborhood…”

“A magician is worried about security?”

“I-Illusion magicians have almost no combat power…”

“I see.”

She can feel it just by talking to her.

This woman is hiding something.

She did something at that Fantasy Screening Room.

And she did something she shouldn’t have done.

“W-Well, I have to go first. It’s getting late.”

“Can you escort me? It’s too late for a lady to go alone.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t. Isn’t Lady Silvesta an excellent spiritist? I don’t think there will be any thugs who dare to attack the lady.”

She left as if she were running away.

Helen twisted her lips as she watched her leave.

“There’s definitely something there.”

The ‘Fantasy Screening Room’ run by an illusion magician.

She thought she needed to go there once to find Yuris’s weakness.

“Iron-Blooded Knight, you will never beat anyone from our Silvesta family again.”

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-Mock battle between the 1st and 2nd Knight Orders of the Empire, victory for the Iron-Blooded Knight Yuris Belletaon.

-Spiritist Helen de Silvesta, the first undergraduate student at the Imperial Academy to contract with a high-level dark spirit.

-100-Minute Debate: Martial God vs. Hero, who would win if they fought?

I read today’s Imperial Newspaper.

It was a newspaper that summarized the major events that happened in the Empire yesterday.

Most of the content was about the events that happened in the Imperial capital, and there was a lot of ‘The Empire is great!’, so there wasn’t much to see.

The gossip that came out from time to time and the editorials and commentaries written by experts in the Empire on interesting topics such as the 100-minute debate were quite worth reading.

Still, it was the only newspaper that briefly showed the Imperial situation, and it was a newspaper that was not bad to read because it showed the state of war in the provinces and sometimes the state of other races.

It’s practically the only daily newspaper published in the Empire.

“A high-level spirit…”

I saw the news of Helen de Silvesta, who contracted with a high-level dark spirit.

I heard that you usually have to be a professor to contract with a high-level spirit.

They say that you need to have spirit sensitivity and a mana core that can receive the power of the spirit?

If you don’t have these two, you can’t make a contract with the spirit, so the more trained the spiritist is, the higher the level of spirit they can contract with.

Even that was limited to the spirits of the four elements, fire, water, wind, and earth.

I heard that the spirits of darkness and light, which are classified as special spirits, have strict contract conditions.

But an undergraduate student contracted with a high-level spirit.

And with a high-level dark spirit.

“She’s also born with it.”

That’s why she achieved such results at this age.

Suddenly, I thought of my teacher, Meiko.

She was also a genius and became a professor at the Magic Academy before she became an adult.

The Imperial Academy and the Magic Academy were practically separate schools.

The Imperial family, which did not fully trust magicians, created a separate class.

As a result, magicians learn at the Magic Academy, and all other subjects are learned at the Imperial Academy.

That’s why I heard that there are still some areas in the Imperial Palace where only spiritists can use their power.

Well, I’ve never been to the Imperial Palace, so I don’t know if it’s true.

“Imperial Academy. I’m jealous.”

Everyone must be feeling like they’re living a college life.

It’s going to be a fantasy version of college.

I wonder if they go on MTs together here?

It would be fun if there were clubs too?

The Magic Academy feels like an educational group that only makes you study, so there was no fun in going to school at all.

It’s like an army that forces you to study until 12 PM.

“Oh well, that’s it. Don’t look at the trees you can’t reach.”

I folded the newspaper and checked the magic circle one more time.

Right now, it’s a store with only one regular customer, but I have to prepare little by little because I don’t know when a customer will come.

Since Yuris was thoroughly satisfied two days ago, she probably wouldn’t be back for a few days, so I had to remember to research magic circles and make potions to raise funds.

 

Bubble, bubble.

 

It was when I was heading to the workshop to make potions for the first time in a while.

 

Knock, knock.

 

I heard someone knocking on the door.

 

“Huh?”

 

A guest at this hour?

 

And they didn’t say they were the mailman?

 

“Is it really a guest?”

 

Could it be Yuris again?

She seemed to be in heat lately, but no way, right?

 

Thinking that, I opened the door.

 

“Nice to meet you. Are you the owner here?”

 

A beautiful, blue-eyed woman with shimmering silver hair was staring at me with her arms crossed.

 

A sharp tone.

An outfit for going out made of luxurious fabric.

And even the blue epaulettes symbolizing an academy undergraduate.

 

It was that woman I had just seen in the newspaper.

 

“Helen de Silvesta?”

“Oh, so you’re not completely clueless?”

“What brings a talented spiritist here?”

“I came because I have a favor to ask.”

 

A favor.

What kind of favor would a successful spiritist and noble lady have to ask of me?

 

“What did Yuris do here?”