Ultimate Spin System: Ero Spin?-Chapter 86 - Spill it

Lena, still gasping for breath, elbowed Lucas sharply in the ribs. "Close your mouth, dumbass."

Lucas coughed, forcing himself to focus. "Right. Yeah. Help. That’d be great."

The elf tilted her head, amusement flickering in her emerald eyes. "Humans," she muttered under her breath before nocking another arrow. She pulled the bowstring back effortlessly, releasing a final shot straight into the Lava Slime’s core.

SPLASH!

The molten creature let out a guttural glorp before its body collapsed in on itself, hissing and evaporating into steam. The remaining slimes hesitated, their wobbly forms trembling—then, as if deciding this fight wasn’t worth it, they jiggled away into the tall grass.

Silence.

Lucas and Lena stood frozen, panting, still half in shock.

The elf, unfazed, slung her bow over her back. "You’re lucky I was passing through," she said, striding toward them.

Now that she was closer, Lucas could fully appreciate just how absurdly beautiful she was. Her skin was flawless, glowing in the soft light of the twin suns. She smelled like wildflowers, fresh earth, and something faintly sweet.

He swallowed hard. Focus, dumbass. Focus.

Lena, on the other hand, was still catching her breath. "Thanks for the assist," she muttered, glaring at Lucas. "Though, honestly, we wouldn’t have needed it if a certain someone hadn’t dragged us into a portal."

Lucas scowled. "Not my fault you touched it!"

The elf rolled her eyes. "Humans," she said again, this time louder, with a slight smirk. "Always arguing."

She placed a hand on her hip, looking them up and down before sighing. "I suppose introductions are in order. My name is Sylphie."

Lucas perked up. "Sylphie? Like—just Sylphie?"

"Yes, just Sylphie." She raised an elegant eyebrow. "And you are?"

Lucas straightened, trying not to sound like a complete idiot. "Lucas. And, uh, this is my—"

"Step-sister," Lena interrupted quickly. "Lena."

Sylphie crossed her arms, giving them a pointed look.

"You should leave," she said flatly. "I’ve already done more than enough saving your asses. If another elf finds you here, they won’t be as... forgiving."

Lucas hesitated. "Wait, seriously? That’s it? Just ’get out’?"

Sylphie rolled her eyes. "You want a farewell party?" She jabbed a finger toward the distant horizon. "There’s a human city about a day’s walk that way. If you’re lucky, you’ll make it before nightfall."

Lena groaned. "A day’s walk? You’re kidding."

Sylphie smirked. "Would you rather stay here and test how much elves really hate humans?"

Lucas swallowed hard. "...City it is."

Without waiting for another snarky comment, Lena grabbed Lucas by the wrist and started dragging him away.

Sylphie watched them for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, just as they were about to disappear into the trees, she called out—

"You two really have no idea what you’ve gotten yourselves into."

Lucas shot her a glance over his shoulder. "Oh, trust me. We know."

Sylphie chuckled, shaking her head. "No. You don’t."

And with that, she turned and vanished into the forest, leaving them to their fate.

Lena stormed ahead, her frustration evident in every stomp of her boots. Lucas sighed, trailing behind her, occasionally glancing back in the direction where Sylphie had disappeared. The elf’s words lingered in his mind.

"You really have no idea what you’ve gotten yourselves into."

Yeah, no kidding.

The forest stretched endlessly before them, thick with towering trees and dense foliage. The sunlight barely filtered through the canopy, casting everything in an eerie twilight. Despite the oppressive heat, Lena’s arms were crossed tightly over her chest, her jaw clenched.

Lucas expakined they cannot come back to earth since the portal have a month cooldown.

"Okay, spill it," she snapped, not bothering to look back.

Lucas blinked. "Spill what?"

Lena whipped around, jabbing a finger into his chest. "You said you found that portal ball. That you didn’t know anything about it. But now, suddenly, there’s a cooldown? A one-month cooldown? How the hell do you know that if you ’accidentally’ activated it?"

Lucas hesitated.

Lena’s eyes narrowed. "You lied."

A slow grin spread across Lucas’s face. He realized there was no point in pretending anymore.

"Alright, fine," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "Maybe I knew a little more than I let on."

Lena looked like she was about to explode. "A little?" she repeated. "Lucas, we’re stuck in an entirely different world, and you—"

"Hey, hey! Keep your voice down!" Lucas hushed her, glancing around nervously. "In case you forgot, elves apparently hate humans, and I’d rather not get an arrow to the face before we even figure things out."

Lena took a deep breath, visibly trying to compose herself. "So? Explain. Now."

Lucas exhaled slowly. "Alright. Look... I did find that thing. But it wasn’t just lying around. I—" He hesitated before continuing. "I kind of... took it."

Lena’s expression darkened. "Took it? From where?"

"A shop."

She blinked. "A shop?"

Lucas nodded sheepishly. "Some antique store in the city. The guy running the place had no idea what he was selling. I figured it was some weird old trinket, but when I touched it—well, you saw what happened."

Lena groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. "So you stole a magical artifact, activated it without knowing what it did, and now we’re stranded in elf territory for a month?"

Lucas held up his hands defensively. "Hey, in my defense, I didn’t know about the cooldown part until, uh... right after we got here."

Lena stared at him in disbelief. Then, without warning, she punched his arm—hard.

"Ow!" Lucas yelped, rubbing his shoulder. "What was that for?"

"For being an idiot!" she snapped. "Do you even realize what you’ve done? We’re stuck here, Lucas! No food, no shelter, no idea where we are! And you’re telling me you stole the one thing that could get us back?"

Lucas winced. "Okay, yeah, it sounds bad when you put it like that."

"It is bad!"

Lucas sighed, glancing up at the sky. "Look, I get it. I screwed up. But yelling at me isn’t going to fix it. Right now, our best bet is to get to that city Sylphie mentioned. Maybe we’ll find more answers there."

Lena exhaled sharply but didn’t argue. "Fine. But if we run into any more surprises because of you, I swear—"

"Yeah, yeah, you’ll murder me in my sleep. Got it."

With an irritated huff, Lena turned back around and started walking again.

Lucas sighed in relief, but deep down, unease gnawed at him. He hadn’t told her the whole truth.

Not even close.

The truth was, he had known what the artifact did—at least, in theory. And the real reason he’d taken it?

Because someone system had told him to.

Lucas walked in silence, his thoughts swirling in chaotic spirals.

How much should he tell Lena?

He had already dropped enough bombshells to make her furious, but the biggest ones—the ones that would truly change everything—still clung to the back of his throat.

The system, his inventory, and the bizarre spin wheel that gifted him random skills and items...

That part was something he could maybe explain.

But the other stuff?

His forbidden skills, his relationship with Lena’s mother, and—worst of all—what happened to Victor...

No. Those secrets would stay buried.

For now.

--

By the time the sky had shifted into hues of orange and crimson, they were still nowhere near the city Sylphie had mentioned.

Lena’s movements had slowed considerably, her breathing heavier with every step. Finally, she stopped, placing a hand on a nearby tree for support.

"I... I need to rest," she muttered, slumping down under the shade of a massive oak.

Lucas frowned. He knew Lena was strong, but even she had her limits. Unlike him, she didn’t have inventory-based rations or an absurd endurance stat keeping her going.

She was just a normal person.

Lucas exhaled sharply. He couldn’t let her starve or collapse from exhaustion.

---

He crouched beside her. "Alright, listen. I think it’s time I tell you a little more."

Lena lifted her head slightly, eyes narrowing. "A little?" she repeated, her tone dangerously low.

Lucas ignored the impending violence and continued. "I, uh... have something called a system."

Lena blinked. "A... what?"

"A system," Lucas repeated, fidgeting slightly. "It’s like... a game interface, kinda? It gives me stats, abilities, and, uh... rewards."

Silence.

Lena just stared at him.

Then, she leaned back against the tree and let out a sharp laugh—one that was filled with both exhaustion and frustration.

"You expect me to believe that?"

Lucas winced. "I mean... I could prove it."

Lena crossed her arms. "Go ahead, wizard boy."

Lucas exhaled and opened his inventory.

With a mental command, a piece of bread materialized in his palm. A simple, bag full of food and goods, showed up.

He handed a cold bottle of water to her.

Lena didn’t take it immediately. Instead, she stared at it.

"Did you just... pull that out of thin air?" she asked, cautiously.

Lucas nodded. "Yeah. It was in my inventory."

Lena hesitated for a moment before grabbing the bottle. She inspected it carefully, then drink it.

Her eyes widened.

"This is... fresh," she muttered between chews.