Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 233 (Part 2):
Charlotte’s gaze was intensely piercing at that moment.
Waaaaaaah! Cheers erupted again. Robin looked at Charlotte with a pale face.
His jaw clenched. However, regardless of what resistance he felt, he had to accept the result.
Charlotte had laid a trap, and Robin, who had patiently identified traps from the start, eventually lost his patience in the prolonged match.
He attacked Charlotte’s shoulder and, in return, exposed his neck.
“You should get treated immediately.”
The attendants who came up with worried faces led Charlotte away for simple first aid treatment.
Charlotte briefly glanced up at where her mother was, then followed them off the stage. She felt a sense of relief.
She had done it. In front of her mother. Even though she did not reveal that she was the Duchess of Renosa, in front of everyone.
Charlotte thus secured her spot in the finals of the academy’s comprehensive swordsmanship tournament.
Before Helmut. Helmut, watching from the audience, frowned.
‘So I’ll be facing Charlotte.’
The irony of facing his younger sister in front of their mother. But there was also a reason he had helped Charlotte.
He wanted Charlotte to reach the finals. His mother would want that too.
There was another calculation as well. When their mother sees the pair of a young boy and girl who resemble each other pointing swords at each other, what would she think of?
When she sees the boy who resembles Charlotte and is older than her, would she be reminded of her lost son?
Michael would probably appear there too. Although the attention would be more on the senior matches relatively, the finals were a different story.
‘Will Michael recognize me?’
Helmut thought it was highly likely.
If his instinctive pull towards blood relations was the reason he had been generous to Michael, then Michael may have felt the same towards Helmut as well.
Not just out of desire for a skilled swordsman, but something more.
If Michael sensed Hyde in Helmut, he would immediately connect Helmut to Hyde.
Michael wasn’t just smart; he had intuition.
However, even if Michael felt that pull towards blood relations, if he truly realized Helmut was a blood relation, he would not welcome that fact.
It was inevitable that Helmut would face Michael.
But Helmut had thought that not only his mother, but Michael too might get a strange feeling upon seeing Helmut’s resemblance to Charlotte.
Might Michael sense something unknown to him through that intuition?
As the most cherished child of his mother, would Michael know the truth that Charlotte didn’t?
If he knew about the stillborn older brother, and if he suspected and investigated his survival.
‘For now, I have to face them.’
Now only the semifinals and finals remained. It would only be after completing that final act on the brightly lit stage that Helmut would finally face his mother and Michael.
Helmut still had a safer option.
If he was eliminated in the semifinals, he would receive relatively less attention.
But he didn’t feel like doing that. He intended to reveal himself and confront directly. His resolve hadn’t changed.
Helmut stood up. The area around his mother, which had been noisy for a moment, was now calm.
The Grand Duchess of Renosa had left. It was plain as day where she had headed.
‘The dormitory must be festive.’
Since two representatives from Greta Academy would face each other in the finals, the Greta Academy faculty would be overjoyed.
Perhaps this would be the first and last gift Helmut would give them.
That’s how he felt.
“The bleeding has stopped, and the wound will heal soon. Take this medicine. It will help the flesh to grow back.”
Charlotte frowned as she swallowed the bitter medicine.
Due to the blood loss, she felt dizzy.
But Charlotte was in a good mood. She had come much farther than she initially expected. As if luck was on her side.
Things were going well. Her mother was watching her in this tournament.
She could even feel her mother’s worried gaze from afar.
Charlotte’s efforts were being rewarded.
As she caught her breath, she suddenly sensed the footsteps of several people approaching.
Soon, the door to the treatment room where Charlotte was opened. A noblewoman with dignified golden hair stood there, her face pale.
“Your Highness, the Grand Duchess! How could you come to such a place?”
The swordsmanship tournament attendants hurriedly bowed their heads.
The Grand Duchess of Renosa stepped into the waiting room with elegant but quick steps.
She had rushed over without a second thought, but regained her composure along the way. It was excessive for her to come looking for Charlotte. But it could be managed.
Margret spoke in a stern tone.
“Is the treatment finished? I was startled to see such a young girl injured and rushed over.”
If she were a kind-hearted noblewoman, she might rush over upon seeing an injured young girl participating in the swordsmanship tournament.
Though puzzled, everyone accepted it readily, thinking how kind she was.
“Her condition is stable. With treatment, she will recover soon.”
“I see. That’s a relief.”
The Grand Duchess of Renosa, suppressing her emotions, looked towards Charlotte and commanded.
“I wish to speak with this child, so all of you leave us.”
“Yes, Your Highness, the Grand Duchess.”
With everyone leaving, only Margret and Charlotte remained.