Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 254 (Part 1):

‘A decision for Renosa.’

Margret, born and raised as a noble.

Had there ever been a time when those words, which she had followed without difficulty except for once, felt so heavy?

After Michael’s visit, Margret, who had been lost in thought for a while, opened her eyes that had been heavily closed.

She could guess how Michael had found out about that fact.

In the Grand Duke’s study, there was a journal recording significant events happening in Renosa. It was a journal that the Grand Duke personally wrote in.

With the Grand Duke absent now, it was Michael who had control over Renosa.

It wouldn’t have been difficult for Michael to extract information from there.

Michael only needed to find the record of that day 15 years ago.

“…I.”

Margret let out a sigh.

She knew it too. If Michael had figured it out, the High Priests could figure it out as well.

If Levina showed interest in Helmut again, how long could Margret hold them back with excuses?

Michael could reveal that fact to the High Priests at any time.

Although he had received treatment from the High Priest, the Grand Duke was still in a weakened state. He had not yet regained consciousness.

In this situation, it was impossible to confront the temple.

That wasn’t a choice for the Grand Duchess of Renosa to make.

But she too was human. A weak and wavering human.

Margret’s worries deepened.

It seemed she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.

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When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a familiar ceiling.

This air, it’s familiar.

Helmut blinked. It seemed they had brought him back to his previous quarters intact.

Everything was quiet.

“Hmm.”

Helmut, who was about to get up immediately, frowned.

His whole body felt stiff and weak. As if he had been drained to the bottom and just recovered enough to open his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had been pushed to his limits like this.

But he was in much better condition than when he had just left the Forest of Roots.

‘It seems the situation has been resolved safely.’

He had been gripped by anxiety as he lost consciousness in a place where he had no one to trust.

But seeing that he had been moved to his quarters like this, there must have been no problem. It was enough that he was alive.

Helmut examined his own condition. He looked into himself as if observing.

The Seed of Darkness had grown again. The series of processes of using and expelling demonic energy was enough to make the seed of darkness grow.

But what bothered him was that the seed, which always wriggled like a fetus in a womb, was oddly quiet. As if it were in hibernation.

Perhaps it too had struggled to survive.

Helmut stopped pondering and suddenly looked down at his arm. There was someone who came to mind first.

‘Is Alea still…?’

His girlfriend probably didn’t even know that Helmut had nearly died.

Well, even she wouldn’t have expected that Helmut, who had been fine, would face a life-threatening crisis. It happened in too short a time.

‘What on earth is she doing?’

He didn’t feel like blaming her anew. Alea was that kind of girl. A research-addicted mage.

‘No, I do want to blame her.’

Helmut changed his mind. But it was also true that he couldn’t think of any other suitable words to blame Alea.

Because his body wasn’t moving properly, Helmut only raised his upper body and sat with his back against the wall.

How long had it been since he had let go of his sword? He wanted to head to the training ground right away if he could.

His clothes had been changed into clean ones. Only his cloak and sword were nowhere to be seen.

Click. Soon, the door opened and then closed, followed by the sound of footsteps running somewhere.

After a while, there was a knock, and someone entered the room.

Just by hearing the footsteps, Helmut recognized who it was. Helmut immediately raised his gaze.

“Mother.”

Blue eyes full of worry were staring at him. It was a face that had visibly thinned in just a few days.

But her expression as she looked at Helmut was calm and affectionate. Really like that of a mother.

“Don’t get up. The physician said that your bones and muscles were all damaged due to the clash of vis. As your recovery seems to be good, I didn’t call for a healing mage separately.”

“How long has it been?”

“Three days, dear.”

‘I wasn’t unconscious for as long as I thought.’

Short, but his instincts must have judged that it was time to wake up from unconsciousness.

Helmut brought up another question.

“Charlotte?”

“She’s fine. She’s being treated. People from the temple just arrived. Thanks to that, she’s passed the critical point and there’s no danger to her life. It will take some time to recover, but they say she’ll be as healthy as if nothing had happened.”

“People from the temple…?”

Helmut instinctively examined his mother’s expression. His wariness peaked.

His mother shook her head.

“They didn’t see you.”

That seemed to be true. Helmut relaxed his nerves only then.

Even with Alea’s bracelet, an unconscious Helmut couldn’t completely control the faint demonic energy his body emitted.

If a priest had seen Helmut, they wouldn’t have tried to keep him alive. Also, no matter how unconscious he was, Helmut couldn’t have failed to sense the holy power manifesting nearby.

His mother tightly grasped his hand.

“I’m really grateful to you.”

With those words, everything felt enough.

Helmut learned the joy of his strength being used for someone else after coming to the human world.

When he saved Alea, and right at this moment.

What he learned in the human world were the things one could feel as a human, not alone.

For this, he left the Forest of Roots. It was something worth more than could be explained in any words.

At that moment, suddenly, Margret’s touch became stronger.

“Mother?”

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