Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 211 (Part 1):

Time passed quickly. There were no major changes during that period. Helmut waited patiently for the day of departure to arrive.

The anticipation was oddly exciting and yet oddly reluctant, like sailing towards a storm.

In that sea, he might find treasure, or he might be submerged forever. He couldn’t predict what would happen.

Perhaps he may even have to flee from there without revealing his identity.

There was no guarantee that his mother would recognize him, even with the name Helmut.

To his mother, he would be a dead child. It seemed like dark clouds were gathering.

Helmut found it difficult to fall asleep at night, an unusual occurrence for him.

To leave Baden, some preparations seemed necessary.

“Take this.”

The day before leaving, Alea called Helmut to her room and handed him a bracelet – one with enhanced functions from the previous one she had given.

Helmut alternated his gaze between the two bracelets on his wrist.

Strangely, it didn’t feel cumbersome.

Whether Alea had considered that, or because she was the one who gave the bracelet, he didn’t know.

“I’ll contact you at night. Answer when I call.”

Alea spoke firmly. Helmut quietly stared at the bracelet and asked doubtfully,

“Can’t I call you?”

It seemed unfair. It felt like he could only talk to her when she wanted to reach out.

Of course, Alea was the one who made the bracelet.

“You can call, but only when it’s dangerous.”

Alea pointed to a part of the bracelet. It would activate if infused with Vis.

The bracelet was initially designed to be used in dangerous situations.

But Helmut knew. He would never use the bracelet to call Alea.

He couldn’t drag her into danger if he was facing something he couldn’t handle.

“Next time we meet, I’ll have your training ground ready.”

She smiled lightly. She seemed to be planning to immerse herself in the dungeon for a while.

Although she was currently going through her final exams, it wouldn’t hinder her dungeon research.

No variable could take away Alea’s top position.

Alea left a brief remark.

“Win.”

As if it was a necessity. Or as if she believed he would.

Her amethyst-like eyes sparkled. It was a typical Alea statement.

Helmut nodded. He reached out his hand. Alea came close into his arms.

Her gaze came closer, a captivating look.

It seemed that during their time apart, he would miss her. He was certain of it.

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Before leaving, Helmut visited Ethan Kudrow in the morning. He had received a message that Ethan wanted to see him.

“Helmut, you’re here.”

Ethan Kudrow greeted Helmut with a pat on the shoulder.

His eyes were filled with a peculiar sentiment.

It hadn’t even been a year since Helmut sought him out.

But Helmut had distinguished himself so brilliantly that he was selected as a representative of Greta Academy for the comprehensive swordsmanship tournament.

In that short, yet long time, Ethan Kudrow had watched over Helmut.

From the moment he first saw him, this boy was extraordinary.

He had been impressed by Helmut countless times.

It was natural to think that Helmut was the disciple chosen by Darien, but that assumption of his became inadequate to explain Helmut’s evident ability.

To Ethan Kudrow, Helmut was not merely his benefactor’s disciple.

He was a boy with exceptional intelligence and extraordinary talent, one he held a special fondness for, like a special student or a son.

Helmut’s cold and disciplined nature, without any arrogance or recklessness, was captivating.

His ability to prove himself with his sword and skills was undeniable.

‘The light emanating from a person cannot be hidden.’

Ever since he entered the academy and began to stand out, no one could ignore Helmut.

He was a boy who attracted attention like a magnet.

This was possible because he was a gem.

Although Helmut seemed closed-off, harboring a cold and weighty secret.

Ethan Kudrow also knew. That Helmut was hiding something from him.

Even though he had softened a lot, Helmut’s sharp vigilance was subtly evident.

Though he had grown accustomed to the academy, Helmut still retained a raw, primal feeling.

Vivid like a beast, capable of turning dangerous at any moment. At times, it seemed almost inhuman.

Such a boy would not have an ordinary background.

‘Above all, his talent is unbelievable.’

Talent descended through bloodlines. Especially for Vis, this was the case. Helmut’s talent was exceptional – something unlikely for a commoner.

If such a thing existed, it would be nothing short of a miracle.

That’s why the Greta Academy was filled with nobles.

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