Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 229 (Part 1):

Helmut returned to the lodge and swung his sword. He was so focused that he hardly heard anyone trying to talk to him.

Swinging his sword like this allowed Helmut to forget many things.

Problems he didn’t know how to solve.

His sword was clear and produced the desired result.

But life wasn’t like that. Choices weren’t either.

So far, Helmut had made pretty good choices. Could he continue to do so in the future?

Helmut felt himself weakening in the face of what he desired most. Confusion.

It was a human trait he didn’t know he possessed.

‘Grand Duchess of Renosa.’

Helmut saw the Grand Duchess of Renosa.

And he was certain. She was the woman from his long-ago memories.

Mother. Despite the long years, her appearance hadn’t changed much. Could his memory be mistaken?

Could he be deluding himself due to his longing to find his mother?

Helmut was sure, but he needed more certainty.

He had to meet her.

But continuing the expedition like this was dangerous.

Even the bold Alea, who said one must take risks when necessary, had warned him several times.

Helmut looked down at the sword he had just become familiar with.

Countless thoughts crossed his mind, but they soon converged into one.

Nothing could be decided before tomorrow.

Helmut would face that tomorrow.

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On the second day, after the first round, the competitive structure of the three academies in Baden became clear.

All selected members of Greta Academy advanced to the second round.

Two selected members of Loen Academy were eliminated, and two advanced.

One selected member of Matesis Academy was eliminated, and three advanced.

Contrary to expectations, Greta Academy, which was looked down upon the most, achieved the best results, causing the instructors of the other academies to look displeased.

But skill is undeniable.

Helmut’s skill, especially in brutally defeating Taren, the winning candidate from Matesis Academy, was undeniable.

Students or not, instructors had to have at least that much sense of reality.

The atmosphere at the lodge changed slightly. Originally distant from Greta Academy, Loen and Matesis seemed to be banding together to exclude Greta.

It seemed they had developed a grudge against Greta Academy for no particular reason.

Instructors Patricia and Alan exchanged a few words.

“What’s this atmosphere? They’re only whispering among themselves, and it’s not pleasant.”

“Don’t worry about it. After all, Matesis and Loen are close to each other and have frequent exchanges even in Baden.”

“Looks like Matesis will only duel with Loen from now on?”

“Doesn’t matter. Anyway, the championship will be ours, Greta’s.”

“Ah yes, indeed.”

Instructor Patricia smiled brightly. The atmosphere among the faculty was most relaxed at Greta Academy.

Perhaps the experience of dueling with the unique Charlotte had helped, as the sixth-year Nils also showed noticeable improvement.

Leon, who had seemed listless after losing to Helmut, was back on track.

After facing opponents in the first round, they seemed insignificant compared to Helmut. Helmut was exceptionally outstanding.

Leon was still strong and a championship candidate. However, despite regaining his confidence, he still avoided Helmut.

It was due to an inexplicable fear that remained.

And another one, Taren from Matesis Academy, had a reason to avoid Helmut.

Those who were eliminated had the freedom to pack up and leave or stay. Some, having come to Renosa, intended to visit the beautiful city of Ratona.

But Taren, who was eliminated because of Helmut, quickly packed his things and left the quarters.

Of course, this was permitted by the instructors. The absence of one person wasn’t noticeable.

Everyone was focused on training to achieve good results in the tournament.

On the first day of the second round, before leaving the quarters, Helmut was held by the instructors and received a few words of encouragement. Mostly, it was along the lines of trusting him.

No one tried to give Helmut advice. The instructors knew he was someone who didn’t need advice.

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

“Senior, you came to the arena yesterday, right?”

“Yes, I watched your match.”

Helmut gave Charlotte his attention. He had a guess why the Grand Duchess of Renosa was there.

It wasn’t out of curiosity about the female participants but to watch Charlotte’s match.

For her to cling to the railing after seeing the bleeding from Charlotte’s cheek, they must be very close.

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

She seemed closer to that than being his brother’s fiancée. Helmut and Charlotte looked alike.

“I knew it. Someone said they saw you.”

Charlotte hesitated for some reason. She had tried to talk to Helmut yesterday too.

But she withdrew when she noticed his intense demeanor, likely due to the tournament occupying his mind. It wasn’t an urgent matter anyway.

Helmut asked subtly. For some reason, his question felt heavy as it left his lips.

“Someone saw me?”

“Someone close to me. They might come to watch the tournament today too. If there’s a chance, I’d like to introduce you later.”

Charlotte hadn’t forgotten that Helmut mentioned Margret’s maiden name.

But she didn’t know what it meant.

What mattered to Charlotte now was the second round. She had no time to think about anything else.

‘If Senior Helmut sees Mother, will he recognize her? Did he perhaps like her in the past?’

That was all she thought. Helmut remained expressionless.

After dropping the hint, Charlotte stepped back. Helmut glanced at her briefly before boarding the carriage.

Though he looked calm, his heart was racing.

‘Today… she’s coming to watch the tournament.’

An unexpected situation had found him again. His steps wavered slightly as he boarded the carriage.

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