Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 248 (Part 1):

The Black Wing Knights’ Commander, who had been quietly listening, stepped forward.

“Let him do as he wishes. Think of it as scouting ahead.”

An exceptional swordsman can gauge the skill of their opponent.

Although it wasn’t overtly expressed, Helmut possessed extraordinary skills.

He wouldn’t have any intention of harming the Grand Duke if he found him first.

Above all, Helmut resembled the Grand Duke so closely, even in the Knight Commander’s eyes. To the point of suspecting they were of the same bloodline.

Given the circumstances, he couldn’t speak of it openly.

Charlotte, upon hearing Alonso’s words, finally showed an expression of acceptance.

Though she had wanted to minimize any risk to their guest, now wasn’t the time to worry about such things.

All possible means had to be employed.

She looked earnestly at Helmut and spoke.

“I don’t want you to get caught up in this and end up in danger. Please, be careful.”

Ultimately, she was the one with the authority here, being of Renosa’s bloodline.

After a slight hesitation, Charlotte added firmly.

“And if possible, please save the Grand Duke.”

It was a heartfelt request. Helmut slowly nodded.

“Alright.”

Helmut promptly left the scene.

Following him, the soldiers dispersed into the now-thinning mist.

They maintained a close communication network to search for the beasts or the Grand Duke’s location.

Charlotte also moved along with the Black Wing Knights’ Commander.

Hoping they could secure the Grand Duke’s safety swiftly.

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In the mountains. How much time had passed?

As the fog thinned and the surroundings became clearer, he who had been hiding in a hollow old tree carefully moved.

His heart tightened with tension.

‘By now, support from Renosa should have arrived.’

Although he was a member of the Black Wing Knights, he wasn’t one who fought against demonic beasts, nor did he serve the Grand Duke directly.

He was one of those who had fled in different directions to disperse attention.

In the process, he had been separated from his comrades. He was the only one among the five who had fled but hadn’t returned to the main force.

Being alone in this dense fog, in a mountain infested with beasts that tore his comrades apart, was an experience that incited extreme fear.

It was like being enveloped in complete darkness, unable to see an inch ahead.

It wasn’t that he had wanted this or fled to save his own life. It just happened this way.

The reason he couldn’t escape and return to the main force wasn’t because he was particularly cowardly.

Vis was mental strength. Being a Black Wing Knight, he had the strength to endure fear.

‘I just can’t gauge the direction at all.’

It wasn’t that the other four who returned had an exceptional sense of direction; it wasn’t that his was particularly poor.

He realized he wouldn’t be able to find the right direction in this fog.

If a beast tracked him, he might die a meaningless death. So he chose to hide.

He couldn’t stay like this forever, so now was the time to move.

The safety of the Grand Duke or his comrades was now beyond his control.

‘Is it this way?’

The day had dawned, and the fog had cleared a bit, so he could roughly guess the direction based on the sun’s position.

He moved swiftly.

However, unfortunately, his movements were soon detected.

“Grrrr.”

A low growl came from the darkness. The growl, filled with demonic energy, made his limbs break out in goosebumps.

It was a sensation he had never experienced as a member of the Black Wing Knights, who had always been in the position of the hunter.

Now, he was the prey, and the enemy was the hunter.

A cruel and swift hunter.

An overwhelmingly powerful enemy was targeting him.

What that meant was inevitable death.

Fear that could paralyze his heart surged up. Before fleeing, he had seen the beast’s hand piercing his comrade’s body. The hand, imbued with demonic energy, had even shattered a sword.

To face such a creature alone.

“Grrrrrr.”

The sound and presence drew nearer simultaneously. Whether from the tree or the ground, he couldn’t tell. It was just coming like the wind.

‘Damn it!’

He kicked the ground with his frozen legs. He couldn’t just die meekly like this. Absolutely not.

At that moment, what engulfed him was fear.

And the hunt began.

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