Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 254 (Part 2):

Margret murmured with her head bowed.

“I’m grateful, and I’m sorry. I only gave birth to you, I haven’t done anything for you.”

Helmut weakly shook his head.

She called his name, and became the purpose of his life. She allowed him to return here.

So Helmut gained a lot. It might not be said that he received much, but it wasn’t that there was nothing.

“It’s alright.”

“Take care of yourself for a while. The temple people might rummage around the palace, so it would be good to move you to a place that helps with Vis recovery soon.”

“My sword…”

There was no situation that stimulated Helmut’s wariness as much as being empty-handed, without a weapon.

Above all, that sword was Darien’s keepsake. He didn’t want it to catch anyone else’s eyes.

Though not many people would recognize it.

‘There’s also Michael.’

His mother whispered gently.

“Alonso has taken care of it. It will be moved there first along with your belongings, so you just focus on recovering. I know you’re eager to train, but you need to rest for now.”

Helmut nodded.

“Yes.”

People from the temple. He didn’t know who came, but they would probably be focused on the recovery of the Grand Duke and Duchess. Their attention wouldn’t reach this far.

Even if they’re curious about the swordsman who defeated the demonic beast, his mother will take care of it well.

This is Renosa Palace, so it was right to follow the words of his mother, the Grand Duchess.

Soon his mother left, and a light meal to restore his strength was brought in.

Helmut focused on recovery for several days.

The next day he could stand up from the bed, and the day after that he could walk a little.

Even so, he couldn’t go beyond the vicinity of the room.

There was still no contact from Alea. It seems her research hasn’t ended yet.

His mother visited him every day, and when he could walk, she said it would be good to move locations.

“After midnight, in the early morning.”

Helmut nodded.

*

He had a strange feeling. As if a foggy wind was stirring and blowing.

His senses became keen. A dawn that felt like something was about to happen.

Outside was pitch black. The place they arrived after moving by carriage with his mother was the Renosa Grand Ducal villa near Ratona.

The faintly lit villa was quiet. There was a sense of presence inside the villa mansion, but it was faint.

In Helmut’s current physical state, it was impossible to detect presences perfectly.

‘Is it the Black Wing Knights?’

His mother smiled and urged. It was still a calm and gentle smile.

It felt somewhat different from usual, but it was probably because of the tension from moving secretly late at night.

“Let’s go inside.”

Helmut followed her inside.

His mother naturally led Helmut to a certain place in the villa garden.

While saying there was a training ground good for recovering Vis.

It was a sturdy dome-shaped building. A strange sensation held back his steps. It felt somewhat chilly.

However, his mother was still smiling. As if to ease Helmut’s wariness, she went in first.

And she reached out her hand towards Helmut.

“Come on. Your sword and belongings have all been moved here.”

Helmut couldn’t refuse her words.

As he entered, it was dark before his eyes. Somehow, strength left his body. The door closed behind him. Clank.

Helmut, who had taken a few steps into the dark entrance, suddenly stopped.

He stared at the scene before him as if frozen.

Unlike the entrance, the inside was spacious and bright.

However, that place didn’t look like a training ground at all. Cracks all over the floor. Like a magic circle. His sword was nowhere to be found.

The ominous premonition becomes reality. A chilling sensation piercing him vertically. A dull noise shakes his insides.

Helmut calmly called her.

“Mother.”

Margret, who was walking ahead, quietly turned to look at him.

In her eyes reflecting Helmut’s expressionless face, there was sadness.

No, it had been there from the start. Helmut just hadn’t noticed.

“I’m sorry.”

Grateful, and sorry. Helmut finally seemed to understand which of those words his mother had really wanted to say.

‘I’m sorry.’

For making the same choice again.

Helmut gritted his teeth. The shadow of fate was looming.

A gentle voice echoed from somewhere.

“Well done, Your Highness the Grand Duchess. Now, please step back.”

The clothes of the two people walking out from the other side were dazzling.

Massive holy power could be felt from them wearing pure white clothes.

As their holy power seeped in, light spread through the cracks on the floor. It soon turned into a single magic circle.

“The preparations are complete.”

Helmut realized what kind of place this was. He could tell at a glance.

That this was the very place where he had been sent to the Forest of Roots15 years ago, on that day.

It wasn’t a dramatic betrayal.

His mother had only lured Helmut here by using his trust in her.

It’s not that there were no signs, nor that he didn’t feel anything.

Still, he wanted to believe.

That desire to believe blinded Helmut’s eyes.

Now Helmut had to pay the price for lowering his guard and trusting someone, despite having the Seed of Darkness. A terribly painful price.

Margret didn’t move. She was right beside him, looking at Helmut.

Tears overflowed from her gentle blue eyes.

“Helmut.”

That voice calling his name was as sorrowful and plaintive as on that day 15 years ago.

Who could doubt her sincerity?

But she was a woman who could make choices that betrayed her true feelings. That was the Grand Duchess of Renosa.

Even if he had no strength, it would take just a moment to reach out and break her neck.

However, Helmut stood still like a stone, only facing her.

His mother had prepared for the consequences of this betrayal. That’s why she was giving Helmut a chance.

A chance to kill her, to punish the mother who had abandoned her child twice!

Helmut let that chance pass as if he had never wished for it.

It was an irresistible force.

Although Helmut could take someone’s life without hesitation, he too had feelings he couldn’t help.

Feelings that stemmed from the beginning.

Helmut could never, ever abandon that.

Even if his mother had betrayed him.

Someone led his mother away. Helmut was left alone on the glowing sacred magic circle.

Two High Priests surrounded him. Anyway, he had neither the strength nor the sword to resist. He had fallen completely into the trap. Foolishly.

The voices of the two people echoed like a reverberation.

“O pitiful one, born with noble blood but not granted a fate befitting it.”

“One with the Seed of Darkness will surely become a calamity. Therefore…”

Soon, a bright light poured down towards Helmut. It was a light like a sun burning his body.

“May you return to the place you came from and sleep.”

Helmut closed his eyes. As powerful holy power enveloped his entire body, a burning sensation as if scorching his skin swept over him.

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