Helmut: The Forsaken Child - Chapter 166

# 166

Helmut

Episode 166

The Red Scorpion was not a very difficult enemy. A higher level monster than the monkey monster I met before. However, although his demonic energy was strong, he was immature in many ways.

Although he was good at hiding, his fighting skills were insignificant.

‘He is the one who became stronger by inheriting the nucleus, not the one whose power I built up. Moreover, it is under the control of a priest.’

A guy like that can’t be stronger than a monster that fights of its own volition.

Only the desert terrain helped him. It scatters sand and obscures vision with cloudy dust, taking advantage of the opportunity to attack.

The movement of the one carrying demon energy was quick, and its front feet were as hard and powerful as a rock.

He dug up the spot where Helmut was standing several times like a shovel. Each time, a huge hole was dug in the sand and then disappeared.

‘It’s big and powerful.’

But I was confident that I wouldn’t let it happen. Helmut suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Googungung! A tremor occurred inside the rocky mountain. I felt two vis. Even that crash.

Perhaps a fight had begun within there as well. It was fortunate that Luke Yeager didn’t die from the hit right away.

However, there is no guarantee that you will be able to wait for a long time, so you must enter quickly.

Helmut glanced at one side.

‘The problem is that priest.’

There was no overt attack. However, when Helmut aims at the scorpion’s head, he throws holy magic and applies pressure.

Since the power of holy magic was unknown, Helmut avoided it as much as possible rather than fighting back.

The sprout of darkness was sensitive to the divine power that once tried to destroy me. It was easy to accurately detect the category of sacred magic and avoid it. Because if I fall into even the slightest category, my heart aches.

This is the first time he has felt the sprout of darkness taking over him like this. I am struggling to survive.

‘It’s annoying.’

I would have rather been properly beaten and purified to eradicate the buds of darkness, but that is not possible.

‘The Archmage Antiol said that the source of my life is the sprout of darkness.’

If the sprout of darkness disappears, Helmut will die. That was the reason why I couldn’t fight against divine magic carelessly.

“That’s interesting. “Your guy is reacting to my sacred magic like a monster.”

High Priest Dolos chuckled.

The sacred magic he used was not the type that exerted physical power. An ordinary human being would have been confused and not affected in any way even if he had been hit directly. He wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to avoid it.

“I sensed something about the demonic energy in you, and it turned out to be someone with a seed of darkness. “I heard that sometimes there are people who escape the temple’s eyes and survive.”

He observed Helmut with interest.

“I guess it was Lumen’s will that I met you in a place like this. “The reason I came to this desert was to deal with you.”

How could it be that a person with a seed of darkness appeared in front of him, a high priest! Wouldn’t it be too unfortunate to call it a coincidence?

“Today, I will personally send you to Lumen!”

High Priest Dolos declared arrogantly. The High Priestess of Lumen wields absolute power over those who possess magical energy.

Even powerful swordsmen, difficult monsters, and even that red scorpion were overcome by his sacred magic and had no choice but to submit. That was the compatibility.

‘There’s a lot of unnecessary talk.’

Helmut landed gently on the floor. The red scorpion was shaking and getting angry as its attacks continued to fail.

Passat! Pasasa! The sand whipped around wildly as it waggled its tail. He was being oppressed by the bead stuck on his forehead, so it was natural for him to be angry.

This guy was completely blocking Helmut’s path to the High Priest. As if protecting Dolos was a priority over attacking Helmut. That must be the High Priest’s instructions.

It is similar to the swordsman and wizard camps. But there was clearly a difference.

‘It’s difficult for monsters and humans to work together. Besides, the two guys don’t get along very well.’

Perhaps because it was concerned about Dolos’ purifying power, the Red Scorpion’s attack method was simple.

When the holy magic ran out, Helmut avoided it in a rather obvious way.

If the red scorpion had used its head, it would have blocked the obvious direction and attacked him.

However, it doesn’t do anything to attack at the risk of falling under the influence of holy magic.

Because of this, the High Priest and the Red Scorpion engaged in cross-attacking. It’s also a clumsy cross-attack with many gaps.

This side is not easy to deal with something like that.

‘That high priest doesn’t have much combat experience. ‘I don’t know how to use the red scorpion.’

There is nothing special about being a minister. The divine power seemed to be quite strong, but everything else was below par.

I thought that a high priest would be on the same level as an archmage, but Dolos was not an opponent that gave me the feeling that I could not do anything like Antiol.

To be more specific, he is a non-combat lab wizard. Helmut didn’t know about Dolos, but he correctly guessed the fact.

‘I have to come to a conclusion soon.’

It was my first time fighting a priest, so I only saw the liver. I can’t take any more time. There is one thing I am worried about.

‘If I kill the priest, will the sprouts of darkness react?’

Even when I killed a human, I felt nauseated. The death of a high priest is probably not the same as the death of an ordinary human being. That was the problem.

‘But we can’t send the High Priest alive.’

He looked at Helmut. And I noticed that Helmut had a seed of darkness.

The author is probably Darien’s enemy, so he must be killed here.

‘I have a good idea.’

You may have to endure some resistance and damage, but that method should be enough to handle it.

Helmut’s eyes shone coldly.

*

“Pfft!”

Luke Yeager groaned. Blood was flowing freely from his shoulder.

He held on the entire time and allowed one attack. The price was painful.

Bleeding is severe. But it was a blow that could not be blocked. If I hadn’t given up my shoulder, my head would have been cut off.

‘I can’t move this arm anymore.’

You have to deal with it with one arm. Commander of the Knights of Palma!

It is not strange to die at any time. However, Lutus Cicero went on the offensive.

His strong spirit was still there, but his eyes seemed contemplative. He muttered calmly while holding his sword.

“amazing. It really feels like watching his swordsmanship. “He must have looked just like you when he was young.”

As I spoke as if I was respecting the person who risked his life, an eerie emotion appeared in Lutus Cicero’s eyes.

Luke Yeager realized what that feeling was. He gritted his teeth and asked.

“Why do you hate the Sword Saint?”

The reason Lutus Cicero did not kill Luke right away was not because of camaraderie or sympathy for Luke Jaeger, who had been his subordinate.

He just wants to have fun, killing Luke Yeager like a cat playing with a mouse. At the base of it all lay deep hatred.

‘why.’

Luke Yeager had another question. Does someone as great as the Commander of the Knights of Palma not only betray the Master of Swords, but also harbors such hatred that he would reveal it to his descendants?

What Lutus Cicero revealed was a deep, bitter, indescribable hatred like a fire burning underground.

In the past, Lutus Cicero was known externally as Sword Saint’s closest aide.

That was the reason why he took up the position as leader of the Knights of Palma without being suspected of Geomseong’s disappearance and why he maintained his reputation for so many years.

Because the relationship between him and Darian Differt was too close for suspicion to arise.

He was Geomsung’s most faithful subordinate and his right-hand man.

Even his grandfather had a favorable opinion of Lutus Cicero. The second prince also recently began to raise suspicions, but was unable to reach a level of certainty.

“For what?”

Lutus Cicero wrote arsenic.

Sword Saint Darian Defert would not have guessed at the moment of betrayal. Why did you betray him?

It’s worth it. Because he is arrogant and doesn’t care about others.

In an instant, the memory of Lutus Cicero slipped into the past.

The cold and stern face of the Sword Saint clearly stands out in my memory. It was a face that I had worshiped like heaven for a long time.

Hiding his hateful feelings to the point of being cursed. Lutus Cicero served him faithfully.

So his patience paid off. As the end of Darian Defert!

His hatred was valid. Geomseong was a brave person even if he faced such an end.

Because the Sword Saint trampled on Rutus Cicero’s pride and everything he had as a swordsman in the most cruel way.

Lutus Cicero respected the swordsman and followed him. Together we fought against the monsters of the desert.

Is there anyone better suited to learn the swordsmanship of a swordsman than him?

However, Darian Diefert had a son, and Lutus Cicero had to give up his greed.

The opportunity came soon. Darian’s well-fed son was given the opportunity simply because he was his biological son, but he was weak and could not hold on.

When he heard that he had disappeared, Lutus Cicero was happy.

Finally, his chance has come! Heir to the Sword Saint. There was no word that I coveted as much.

Geomsung was old. He needed someone to pass on his sword skills to. If you actively express yourself at a time when you are weak.

However, Lutus Cicero’s expectations soon became nothing more than dust.

‘Give me the honor of becoming your successor.’

‘It’s impossible.’

‘Why?’

‘You are not good enough to be my disciple. ‘He’s not my child, so I’m afraid I won’t be able to pass on swordsmanship to him.’

It was shocking. Lutus Cicero was the son of a renowned swordsman in Basso.

Also, although he did not reach the level of a swordsman, his talent was outstanding. Enough to occupy the position of vice-chief of the Knights of Palma.

I couldn’t help but be indifferent to the words that determined his limitations right in front of me. He walked away feeling humiliated.

But it didn’t end there. He appealed to Darian Differt again.

‘I will do my best! If you lack talent, I will make up for it with effort, so please.’

‘Don’t be a bother. ‘You’re a pretty talented guy, but you don’t meet my standards.’

‘Although it may seem inadequate in the eyes of the knight commander, if you think again…’ ‘

I said no! I cannot accept that your talent is infinitely lacking and your qualifications are poor! Do I have to say it twice?’

Darian Differt let out an angry voice and turned his back. It was a cold back.

Lutus Cicero, who was kneeling, felt despair as he looked at his back. Darian Differt was like an iron wall.

The Sword Master will not teach swordsmanship to him. You will never be able to change that decision on your own.

The despair was even more intense because I was desperate. Enough to eat and transform Rutus Cicero.

That was the starting point.

But the person who made me feel that was Sword Saint. There was nothing Lutus Cicero could do.

He completely broke the wind and faithfully acted as the right hand man of the Sword Saint as if he had always done so.

So the indifferent Darian Differt would not have guessed what kind of fire was burning in his heart.

No, not even Lutus Cicero himself could have guessed. Before I came face to face with the 1st Prince who secretly reached out to me.

‘It’s a pity that someone as talented as you will remain second in command forever. Doesn’t the Knights of Palma also need a generational change? It will be a great honor for the Cicero family.’

Eyes overflowing with desire. An obvious and obvious suggestion. Prince 1 was a person who could not become a vessel for the king.

All I had to do was get up from that spot and kick it out.

But the moment he received his proposal, Lutus Cicero realized. The size of the age-old resentment hidden in his heart.

The hatred that despair and crushed pride come together to create!

It was a feeling that had been buried and buried. If it weren’t for this opportunity, I would never be able to bring it out.

Lutus Cicero decided to seize the opportunity of a lifetime. Even if the opportunity would haunt him for the rest of his life, it didn’t matter.

‘I’ll send you to hell.’

Into the same hell he went through!

Lutus Cicero smiled bitterly.