Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 232 (Part 2):
Helmut slowly read through the documents. They contained quite detailed information.
That Charlotte was studying at Greta Academy, that she didn’t get along with Michael.
Michael and Charlotte were in a competitive relationship, but Michael was the likely heir since Charlotte wasn’t ambitious.
And about the favoritism of the Grand Duchess of Renosa.
‘Favoritism… Is that why Charlotte is pushing herself so hard?’
Knowing they were family made Helmut more interested in Charlotte.
As if someone had given him permission.
Charlotte was extremely diligent. She spent the most time training with the sword in the dormitory.
Her efforts weren’t just about being earnest.
She seemed to want someone’s recognition. As if she wanted to be seen.
She was one of the most desperate participants in this swordsmanship tournament.
‘For our mother…’
Just as Helmut wanted to prove himself to her, Charlotte must feel the same.
He realized one more thing.
‘Was it Michael who took Charlotte away back then?’
Charlotte and Michael didn’t get along on the surface. Charlotte seemed troubled.
Michael’s reason for taking her was likely to show off his influence within Renosa.
That’s why he used the Black Wing Knights to bring her in as a guest.
Knowing that his two siblings, whom he didn’t even know existed, didn’t get along, made Helmut feel strange.
He never expected a warm, harmonious family waiting for him outside the Forest of Roots, but he hadn’t anticipated discord either.
‘If the two fight……’
He wouldn’t take sides, but Michael had tried to recruit him.
Having reached the semifinals in the swordsmanship tournament, he would soon draw attention. If he won, he would inevitably face Michael.
‘Michael didn’t show up at the tournament, either because he’s interested in the senior tournament or because he’s ill.’
That was an accurate analysis. Michael, who seemed to have recovered, fell ill again after the Grand Duchess of Renosa’s visit.
He was too ill to care about the swordsmanship tournament.
Though the Grand Duchess visited him daily, she didn’t cling to him as before, as if her mind was elsewhere.
Helmut thought about his two siblings. Two completely different people, Charlotte and Michael.
Just because they had the same hair color didn’t mean they were on the same side, but he felt Charlotte would be more favorable to his presence.
‘But Michael likely wouldn’t welcome the existence of a brother.’
Even if he held goodwill towards Hyde, learning that Hyde was Helmut would change things.
The reason was simple. Hyde was highly skilled. Michael wanted Hyde as a subordinate, not as a sibling.
Michael, who was wary of Charlotte, would find it hard to show the same goodwill upon learning the truth.
Michael was certainly a formidable opponent. Quick-witted and smart.
If he was close to their mother, revealing that he had returned alive from the Forest of Roots to her wouldn’t be wise.
Their mother wouldn’t speak out until she was sure.
A child with the Seed of Darkness was someone whose existence shouldn’t be known, someone to be buried.
Helmut decided to remain calm. His heart was passionate, but his reason was cold.
Alea, who he conversed with daily, always made his reason clear.
Even if a child who had died and come back was dear, he wouldn’t be dearer than the one who had always been by her side.
‘For now….. it’s best to observe the situation.’
Just hinting at his existence to their mother was enough. Helmut wasn’t yet strong enough to fight the temple.
Helmut made his decision, but whether he could follow it smoothly was uncertain.
*
The next day, the Grand Duchess of Renosa came to the tournament venue again. She wanted to avoid showing that she was particularly watching someone, so she had to watch all the matches in the junior tournament.
As if she had taken an interest in the swordsmanship tournament. Today was Charlotte’s match.
The Grand Duchess even turned down Michael’s request.
‘Mother, won’t you stay by my side today? I’m not feeling well……’
It was the first time she could turn away from his pleading blue eyes with a feeling of guilt.
Margaret had a hard time refusing Michael’s requests because she was weak to him.
But now, something more important occupied her mind. Even though the boy wasn’t competing today, he might visit the venue.
And just like last time, there could be danger, and she was worried about Charlotte facing a tough match.
‘If she gets hurt… A match with real swords!’
Michael didn’t want her to be interested in Charlotte.
So he often used his illness to attract Margaret’s attention.
Margaret knew that too. She knew but couldn’t help it. She was the one who gave birth to the sickly Michael.
He was a pitiable child who was often ill enough to be close to death from a young age.
Relative to that, Charlotte’s health made her less worried.
She was grateful that Charlotte had grown up well even with less attention.