Helmut: The Forsaken Child - Chapter 229

# 229

Helmut Episode

229

Helmut returned to his quarters and swung his sword. I was so focused that I could barely hear anyone talking.

Helmut was able to forget many things while swinging his sword like that.

Problems you don’t know what to do about.

His sword was clear and produced the desired result.

But life wasn’t like that. The same goes for choice.

Helmut has picked some pretty good options so far. Will that be possible in the future?

Helmut felt himself weakening before what he most desperately needed. confusion.

That was a human side that even Helmut didn’t know I had.

‘Grand Duchess Linosa.’

Helmut looked at Archduchess Linosa.

And I was sure. That she is the woman in my long memories.

mother. Even though many years have passed, her appearance has not changed much. Could my memory be wrong?

Could it be that I was mistaken because of my desire to find my mother?

Helmut was sure, but he needed more confidence.

He had to meet her.

However, it is dangerous to continue competing like this.

Even the bold Area, who says he must take risks when necessary, has warned him several times.

Helmut looked down at the newly acquired sword.

Numerous thoughts ran through my mind, but they were soon organized into one thing.

I don’t think I can decide anything before tomorrow comes.

Helmut will face that tomorrow.

*

As soon as the first match of the second day was over, the outlines of the rivalry between Baden’s three academies were revealed.

All Greta Academy selections advanced to the second round.

2 selected members of Loen Academy were eliminated and 2 advanced.

One person selected for Matesis Academy was eliminated and three people advanced.

Surprisingly, when Greta Academy, which was looked down upon the most, achieved the best results, the instructors at other academies showed a look of dismay.

But what is certain is skill.

Helmut’s skill in brutally defeating Matesis Academy’s championship candidate Taron was especially unquestionable.

Neither students nor instructors should have that much sense of reality.

The atmosphere of the accommodation has changed slightly. Loen and Matesis seemed to be coming together, excluding Greta Academy, which had originally been distant from them.

I didn’t do anything special about Greta, but it seemed like I had an antipathy towards it for no reason.

Instructor Patricia and Instructor Alan exchanged a few words.

“what? This atmosphere. “They’re just talking amongst themselves and it doesn’t feel good.”

“Never mind. “Anyway, Matesis and Roen were close by, so there was frequent traffic in Baden as well.”

“It looks like Matesis will only spar with Loen from now on?”

“But it doesn’t matter, does it? “Anyway, the win will be our Greta’s.”

“Oh, that’s right.”

Instructor Patricia smiled brightly. Of course, Greta Academy had the most relaxed faculty atmosphere.

It was noticeable that 6th grader Nils also improved his skills, perhaps due to the experience of sparring with a unique opponent named Charlotte.

Leon, who was somewhat upset after losing to Helmut, also got back on track.

When I faced him in the first game, I realized that the opponent was nothing special compared to Helmut. This guy named Helmut was just strangely special.

Leon was still strong and the favorite to win. But even as he found confidence, he still avoided Helmut.

It was because I still had some unknown fear.

And the other one is Taron of Matesis Academy, who has a reason to avoid Helmut.

Those who were eliminated were free to pack their bags and leave or stay. Since we were in Rinosa, there were quite a few people who wanted to see the beautiful city of Latona.

However, Taron, who was eliminated because of Helmut, quickly packed his bags and left the dorm.

Of course, this was something that was approved by the instructors. There wasn’t much of an empty seat.

Everyone, without exception, devoted themselves to training to achieve good results in the competition.

On the first day of the second game, Helmut was stopped by the instructors and given a few words of advice before leaving the dormitory. It was mainly a way of saying that I only trust you.

No one tried to advise Helmut. This is because the instructors knew that they were people who did not need advice.

Just as he was about to leave, Charlotte suddenly appeared and quickly spoke to him.

“Sir, you came to the stadium yesterday, right?”

“Yeah, I saw your game.”

Helmut gave Charlotte a look. I can guess why Grand Duchess Linosa came there.

This may not be out of curiosity about the number of female participants, but to watch Charlotte play.

They were so close that she clung to the railing, bleeding a little from her cheek.

In other words, as he guessed, Charlotte was his younger sister.

She seemed closer to him than to his younger brother’s fiancée. Because Helmut and Charlotte look alike.

“As expected. “There was someone who said they saw a senior.”

Charlotte seemed hesitant for some reason. She tried to talk to Helmut yesterday too.

It was just that Helmut seemed to be pushing me so hard that I backed off because I thought I was nervous about the competition. It’s not urgent anyway.

Helmut asked vaguely. For some reason, the moment that question came out of my mouth felt heavy.

“Someone said they saw me?”

“Someone close to me. I think he will probably come to watch the competition today as well. “I hope I can say hello later when I get the chance.”

Charlotte did not forget that Helmut had mentioned Magritte’s maiden name.

But I didn’t know what that meant.

For Charlotte, the important thing right now was the second game. There was no time to think about anything else.

‘Senior Helmut will recognize your mother when he sees you, right? ‘Could it be that you used to like your mother?’

That’s all I thought about. Helmut still had an expressionless expression.

After making a comment, Charlotte retreated. Helmut glanced at her and got into the carriage.

Although his complexion was calm, his heart was beating fast.

‘Today… I’m coming to watch the competition.’

An unexpected situation came to him again. The steps on the carriage were slightly shaky.

*

The venue was especially noisy today. This is because we welcomed a rare distinguished guest.

Grand Duchess Linosa. Her visit has now become official.

This is because the rumor spread through the mouths of several people who saw her appearance as she got off the carriage.

An elegant blonde lady. Her impressive appearance is hard to miss.

The Grand Duchess of Linosa was highly popular with the people of the principality.

She was everyone’s ideal queen and the center of Latona’s social circle.

Although he does not enjoy external activities, even his quiet personality was highly regarded.

The audience chatted loudly among themselves.

“Look up there. “They say the Grand Duchess Linosa is inside where those knights are standing.”

“Grand Duchess Rinosa? That’s surprising. “I heard you’re not the type of person who would go to an event like this.”

“It’s not even a high school game, so why come to watch a low school game?”

“I guess they came out to make the event a success since there were relatively few spectators? “Anyway, it’s a competition hosted by the Grand Duchy of Rinosa.”

“I heard that tickets were selling like hot cakes due to the rumor that Her Majesty the Grand Duchess was visiting. No, what’s the point? “Well, it’s not like you’re going to stand on the railing and wave your hand.”

“Look at that awning. Could it be possible for your noble body to appear out there? “You’ll be watching the game quietly from there.”

“I heard you showed up yesterday. “I guess they were surprised that a female contestant named Charlotte or something got hurt.”

“okay? “Then I guess I can see you today too?”

“Today… is there a game today that the Grand Duchess might be interested in?”

“Why is there a match against a handsome guy named Helmut? “He’s a candidate to win this competition?”

“You said you hit the opponent with the sheath of the sword? “I heard you completely played with it?”

“That’s amazing. It’s worth looking forward to. “I guess lower grade games are boring compared to upper grade games.”

“It’s only a problem because it ends soon. “You can’t get the ticket money, right?”

“That’s true too.”

There was loud laughter.

It was almost time for the game.

*

The crowd was so loud it made my head hurt.

Surrounded by noise, Grand Duchess Linosa touched her forehead.

Her beautifully curly blonde hair shined gorgeously today as well.

The maid opened her mouth anxiously as she served warm tea.

“Do you have a headache? It is said that upon hearing the news that Her Majesty the Grand Duchess was coming, everyone quickly bought tickets and entered. That’s why the stands were full.”

“okay? “If there are many people who come to see me, I should say hello to them.”

“You don’t have to do that. “You have to take care of your body.”

“I am not sick. It’s just that…”

Magritte frowned. I felt nervous and nervous. So heartbreaking.

As time passed and the game got closer, this became more true.

The stage was better visible from here than from the audience. It was a chance to get a closer look at the boy who was in the stands yesterday. Although it may be quite a distance.

“Is it still further away from the start than that?”

“Oh, it will start soon. Your Majesty the Grand Duchess, look over there. “Participants are coming in.”

Magritte looked down on the stage. A well-built man with brown hair came up on stage first, and across from him…

a boy.

Hair as black as a crow’s feather. Impressive black eyes filled with pitch black eyes. He was a white-skinned boy.

Magritte knew right away. That he is the boy from yesterday.

‘Helmut… says.’

Marguerite bit his lip. She knew that name painfully well.

That was the name given to her first child.

A son who had to die after being abandoned by his mother not long after seeing the light of day.

A child who had no choice but to abandon it.

Perhaps, if Magritte’s first child, Helmut, had grown up, he would have grown up like that boy now.

But he died in the forest of Pahe and could never come back alive.

Magritte buried the child in his chest.

But now here is a boy of the same age, with the same name, and even looks similar to him. Is this a coincidence?

Magritte let out an involuntary sigh as if he were sighing.

“You look alike.”

The maid listened carefully.

“That’s right, it’s presumptuous to say that, but it’s not like he’s a distant affiliate of the Archduke Rinosa’s family…”

She probably recognized the resemblance between the Archduke and Helmut.

Helmut’s existence was forever buried in darkness. Even in the Grand Duchy, the number of people who knew about it could be counted on one hand.

Those who knew something simply thought that Magritte had stillborn his first child.

It wasn’t a lie at all. It’s just that Magritte’s first child was not born dead, but died after birth.

Marguerite slowly closed his eyes and opened them. Her mouth opened.

“Before we start, I should say hello first.”