Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 253 (Part 2):
It seems there was some exaggeration. After all, it was the Black Wing Knights’ Commander Alonso who faced the demonic beast.
The boy is merely a commoner, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for a High Priest to meet him.
He’s a former mercenary, and although he’s not injured, he’s currently resting after depleting his Vis. He’s sensitive, so we don’t know what rudeness he might commit. It would be better to meet him a few days later.
Margret naturally deflected Levina’s request with many excuses she made up in an instant.
It was true that the situation wasn’t appropriate for Levina to meet Helmut. After all, he was unconscious.
Levina didn’t bother to dig into Margret’s excuses.
‘Then a few days later would be good.’
Leaving only those words, Levina left, and immediately after, Margret summoned another person.
Black Wing Knights’ Commander Alonso. Although she had received a brief report on the situation, Margret was also confused by the news of the High Priests’ arrival.
In her haste to prepare to receive them, she hadn’t had the chance to inquire about what exactly happened in the forest.
Now it was time to hear that story.
Shortly after, Black Wing Knights’ Commander Alonso entered the room.
“How are you feeling?”
Alonso opened his mouth with a cautious expression.
“I’m fine as I wasn’t injured. It’s just that I couldn’t protect Her Highness the Duchess… I apologize.”
“It couldn’t be helped. And Charlotte is now… safe.”
Concern and relief simultaneously flashed across Margret’s face. Before Margret could ask, Alonso spoke first.
“I can guess why you called me. That boy.”
“Yes. Please report.”
Margret cared for Helmut. He was her child, brought back from the dead. How could she not be attached to him when it wasn’t her wish to abandon him?
But she couldn’t ignore what he might be.
A child who survived the Forest of Roots. Margret knew well how extraordinary that was.
Before the expedition, Margret had asked Black Wing Knights’ Commander Alonso to observe Helmut and tell her about him.
Alonso remembered Margret’s instructions.
“I saw him fight. He was a boy too strong for his age. So strong that it was unbelievable. So strong that even I, the Black Wing Knights’ Commander, couldn’t stand against him. Powerful Vis, precise and fast swordsmanship. It’s not ordinary for that to be the skill of a mere fifteen-year-old boy.”
“Do you mean… it can’t be explained by the word ‘genius’?”
“Yes, that’s right. That talent doesn’t belong to the human category. Above all, when that boy faced the magical beast, I felt it.”
“Felt what?”
“From the body of that boy named Helmut, I felt magical energy. Just like what I felt from that magical beast! A human using magical energy…”
Margret’s complexion turned pale. She hastily rebutted.
“Could it be a misunderstanding? I heard that the whole area was steeped in magical energy. Perhaps…”
“Your Grace, I am the Black Wing Knights’ Commander. I am not mistaken.”
Alonso said firmly. Margret looked at him blankly.
Alonso doesn’t know about what happened 15 years ago. Only a very few know about that incident.
Alonso has been the Black Wing Knights’ Commander for 11 years.
So Alonso is simply speaking based on his own judgment, without any prejudice.
That Helmut used magical energy, and that he is a dangerous existence.
“When that boy collapsed, I struggled with whether I should cut him down. The reason I didn’t was because he was worried about Her Highness the Duchess.”
“I see…”
Margret lowered her head. It wasn’t Alonso’s place to judge her strange reaction. He shook his head and said.
“Although he has no evil intentions, his very existence is dangerous. If he can’t be eliminated, he should be sent away. This is my judgment about that boy.”
With that, Alonso concluded his words.
Margret remained silent for a moment, her gaze lowered. She only opened her mouth again after a while.
“I understand your opinion. You may go now.”
*
Shortly after Alonso left, another guest sought out Margret. This time, it was a guest Margret hadn’t summoned.
Margret had been sitting still, lost in thought, ever since Alonso left the room.
It was only when she heard the news of Michael’s visit that Margret raised her head.
“Mother.”
“Michael, what brings you here?”
Unlike his usual self, Michael wore a face without a smile.
“I have something to tell you, Mother.”
“…Go ahead.”
“I had a brother. A brother one year older than me. Born with the name Helmut, disappeared without even his existence being known.”
Margret’s pupils shook at this sudden truth. Michael saw her reaction clearly. And he was certain. That what he was saying was the truth!
“In reality, a cursed child born with the Seed of Darkness and sent to the Forest of Roots.”
Michael continued speaking in a calm manner.
“And he survived that place where no one was supposed to return alive, and came back to this Ratona.”
Margret immediately sprang to her feet.
“Who else knows this?”
Looking at the pale-faced Margret, Michael quietly shook his head.
“It hasn’t leaked out yet. Not even to the High Priests. But they will find out. They have eyes and ears, after all. Besides, aren’t they quite perceptive in such matters?”
Michael still wore a face without a hint of a smile. He continued speaking in his characteristically calm and affectionate tone.
“I have only one thing to say to you. You are the Grand Duchess of Renosa, aren’t you?”
Michael’s blue eyes were cold. Although they were similar in color to Margret’s, they were colder than hers.
However, the essence of the two was not different. They were mother and son, after all.
Margret with her gentle and affectionate gaze. However, Margret was a woman who could make colder decisions than Michael even with that gaze.
She was a born noble and the Grand Duchess of Renosa.
Michael’s declaration pierced her like a cold sword.
“Make a decision for Renosa.”
And then Michael finally smiled his characteristic innocent smile across his face.
“As always, I will respect and follow your choice, Mother. Whatever that choice may be.”