Chapter 553
"Isn't it a bit danger... ous?"
Yi-Han trailed off his words because he didn't want to make a contract with the opponent.
The opponent also didn't seem to want to make a contract with Yi-Han very much.
The way it glared while flickering in its amorphous form was very fierce.
It felt as if it was saying, 'I'm submitting now because I was beaten, but if I get a chance someday, I'll stab your back!'
And Yi-Han also didn't want to get friendly with the opponent he had stabbed as if to kill with the lightning spear until just now.
"Huh?"
Priestess Siana was puzzled by Yi-Han's words.
"It's dangerous. Look at what it did by escaping into the forest."
Ilendil became crestfallen and stepped up to defend.
"It's not a bad-natured kid. It was created artificially, so it doesn't have goodness or evil in the first place..."
Yonaire, who was listening next to them, couldn't understand well.
"Didn't it escape?"
"It went berserk because I injected too much dark element... Now that it has come to its senses..."
"..."
"..."
Yonaire felt her respect for the senior slightly diminish.
"But Wardanaz."
Despite hearing the explanation, Priestess Siana still had a puzzled expression.
"Didn't you originally like dangerous things more?"
"...No, I don't!?"
Yi-Han was startled and looked at Priestess Siana.
Why was she having such nonsensical thoughts?
Could it be a slander by the White Tiger Tower guys?
"Uh... Since you carry the basilisk around your wrist, I thought you liked dangerous summons more..."
"Basilisk?"
Ilendil asked again, doubting her ears.
A basilisk was definitely not a monster that a 1st-year student should be carrying around.
If a 1st-year student was carrying a basilisk, it was either because they were crazy or truly outstanding in skill. Or both.
"What are you talking about, Priestess Siana? The senior will misunderstand."
Yi-Han quickly covered Priestess Siana's mouth.
Since basilisks were very tempting poison generators to alchemists, Yi-Han didn't let his guard down even with a kind-looking senior.
'Yonaire.'
'Got it.'
Yonaire quickly covered Priestess Siana's mouth and whispered.
"The basilisk is a bit of an exceptional case. Yi-Han doesn't usually like dangerous things."
The basilisk in Yi-Han's sleeve made a sad crying sound.
"Senior. What if you make a contract with it?"
Yi-Han quickly changed the subject and turned the arrow towards the senior.
Apparently, Ilendil cherished this dark spirit very much.
Come to think of it, it was natural for her to be fond of it since she had created and raised it herself.
Moreover, (unlike Yi-Han) she was close to spirits...
"It's too much for me."
The dryad mixed-blood senior spoke gloomily.
"I tried several times, but it doesn't want to make a contract with me."
"Oh."
Yonaire and Priestess Siana simultaneously had a thought cross their minds, but they decided not to say anything.
"Hmm."
Yi-Han was about to say to the senior, 'Do you want to try stabbing it with the spear once?' but he hesitated, recalling the moment he had cursed earlier.
Come to think of it, the senior had instantly bound the dark spirit with wood, so Yi-Han could sufficiently bind it like that too.
"It's a really good spirit."
"Yes..."
"Do you know that dark spirits are extremely rare among spirits?"
"Yes..."
"Originally..."
Ilendil spoke wistfully about how rare and useful dark spirits were, how touching and moving moments she had while raising it, and how regretful and sad it would be if this spirit returned to its original realm as it was.
"...Then you should make a contract... I'll make a contract now."
"Really? Thank you!"
Ilendil was deeply moved.
It was a truly kind junior.
***
As Yi-Han accepted the sigil, the form of the dark spirit stabilized.
Into a sphere the size of a small rock.
Tears welled up in Ilendil's eyes next to him.
"Be happy."
"..."
Yi-Han felt very burdened.
"If only I had treated you better..."
"I'll summon it for you if we meet again."
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