Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 255 (Part 1):
It was over. Everything.
The air of Forest of Roots, filled with acrid demonic energy, was oddly comforting to him.
He had lived in the human world for about a year. Yet this air was more familiar.
Helmut fully realized that he had returned.
The process of returning was incomparably simpler than the process of leaving.
The sacred magic cast by the High Priests was an absolute force against those who possessed demonic energy.
Should he be grateful that it didn’t kill him right away?
“Where is this place?”
He must have fallen somewhere random in the Forest of Roots. Whose territory would it be? Now, must he live here again?
Helmut thought calmly. But at that moment, his vision turned pitch black.
Something inside seemed to snap. A terrible emotion rushed in. The thread of reason he had been barely holding onto was easily let go.
Despair, it swallowed Helmut whole.
His heart churned, and his insides turned. Soon, an intense pain swept over him.
A pain as if grinding all his muscles and blood vessels at once!
His body bent backward and floated in the air on its own. As if in a vacuum.
It felt like a huge hole had been punctured in his heart. A hole sucking everything in! An enormous gravitational pull.
His heart, no, the Seed of Darkness, frantically absorbed the demonic energy around it, as if it were water.
The demonic energy in the Forest of Roots rapidly surged into Helmut.
Helmut’s Vis was in a state of minimal recovery, and the demonic energy filled his emptied body to overflowing. A process like dying and being reborn.
Despair handed everything over to the Seed of Darkness. While undergoing this process, consciousness sank, and Helmut’s body was perfectly deprived of control for the first time.
After a while, everything around became quiet. Has a section of the Forest of Roots ever had its demonic energy so diluted?
Helmut, who had been floating in the air, gently settled on the ground.
The moment he raised his head, Helmut’s pupils greatly dilated.
“Grrrr.”
There wasn’t a significant change. But the only thing living in those eyes was a ferocious instinct.
To kill and destroy everything alive.
Helmut began to move.
*
Elaga was lounging around as usual. It had been enjoying freedom for over a year.
The freedom to laze about comfortably! The annoying guy who always kept it in check was dead, and the one who had caused him the agony of childcare had disappeared.
Although it felt a bit empty because of that, Elaga had found a good substitute that required less effort.
Unlike the habit of monsters to kill and dominate, Elaga had taken a liking to caring for someone else.
‘It’s comfortable and nice.’
Next to Elaga, stretched out long and enjoying the sunbath, sat a small girl who looked about eight years old.
The girl with a bright face was sitting close to Elaga, showing no signs of fear.
The girl had even made a large flower crown and placed it on Elaga’s head.
The flowers were colorful and non-toxic, a rarity in the Forest of Roots.
‘Hmm?’
Suddenly, Elaga felt something. The ground trembled. A massive wave as if the forest was collapsing.
Something was moving over there. Just like a typhoon was blowing.
[What is this wave?]
Elaga got up. The flower crown fell off its head. The girl made a sad face.
“Eek, Lord Elaga?”
[Be quiet. This is not the time. You quickly go inside there. I need to go somewhere.]
Elaga swiftly scooped up the girl with its tail and pushed her into a nearby house, closing the door. A woman peeked her head out of the window from inside.
“Lord Elaga?”
[Don’t come out of the house until I return.]
“Yes.”
Elaga ran as if flying. The giant leopard sprinted through the forest with surprising agility.
The place where the wave was felt was close to its territory. Curiosity arose about what was happening there.
After a short while, Elaga arrived at the spot and frowned.
‘Hm? It’s completely devastated.’
It was eerily quiet. As if death had passed through. Trees broken and crushed, and the corpses of beasts cut into pieces.
Quite a strong one.
And over there, a human figure brimming with demonic energy was visible. Its movement stopped precisely when Elaga appeared.
‘A human?’
Elaga took a bold step towards it without tension.
There were few beings in the Forest of Roots that could make Elaga tense. Let alone if the opponent was human.
The figure’s appearance came clearly into view from within the cast shadow.
[Helmut?]
Elaga’s pupils enlarged. Elaga easily recognized the opponent.
It’s the one it had raised, wrapping and turning in its embrace since childhood. Although he had grown a bit and his scent had changed, there was no way it wouldn’t recognize him.
But the joy of recognition was short-lived; something was off.
The other didn’t seem to recognize Elaga. He just stared at Elaga warily with fierce eyes full of killing intent.
The reason Helmut didn’t immediately charge was not because he recognized Elaga, but because his instinct sensed that Elaga was very strong.