Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 256 (Part 2):
The Seed of Darkness is said to awaken malice and evil in people.
Helmut didn’t seem dangerous. But what if Margret’s eyes were wrong?
She couldn’t take that risk. She had two children, the Grand Duke, and Renosa to protect.
She had too much to lose, so she couldn’t exist solely as Helmut’s mother.
Helmut was too dangerous and uncontrollable. She couldn’t leave him be. Even if he left or ran away, what if he changed his mind and came back?
The only thing she could do as a mother was to die by his hands.
Just as Margret was the Grand Duchess of Renosa, Charlotte was the Grand Princess of Renosa.
And so, she caught the things Margret didn’t say in her stern gaze.
But the words coming out of her mouth were still the same.
“…You were wrong, Mother. You shouldn’t have done that.”
“I had to.”
“I simply cannot understand.”
“You’re that kind of child. I know.”
Margret nodded slowly. Firmness emanated from her.
Tears flowed from Charlotte’s eyes. The sense of guilt was hers, not her ruthless family’s.
But Charlotte was not one to simply weep in guilt. Her life, her sword, her beliefs.
Charlotte had not grown up to be a weak girl.
A storm of betrayal, guilt, and sympathy passed through her.
And in the calm Charlotte, a resolution was formed. This resolution would now become her everything.
A determined light settled in Charlotte’s eyes.
She declared.
“I will set things right.”
Margret looked at her with incomprehensible eyes.
“What has been done, even if it cannot be undone, can still be corrected.”
“Even if it harms Renosa?”
“Yes, because unlike you, Mother, I want to be human before being the Duchess of Renosa.”
She had been saved. They were blood relatives. Living with guilt and gratitude was not enough.
Charlotte didn’t want to live bearing a grave.
She had to repay that debt to the person concerned. Without fail.
“Charlotte.”
Margret’s face contorted for the first time. A soft voice, as if pleading, as if coaxing.
In the past, she would have wavered at her mother’s voice and gaze. But not anymore.
“It’s no use trying to stop me.”
Charlotte turned her back and left the place.
Helmut would be alive in the Forest of Roots. She believed.
That belief would guide Charlotte to him.
*
Everything happened in just a few days. In the few days when contact with Helmut was cut off.
It wasn’t that Alea wanted it to be that way. The problem started when she heard those words from Heike.
“The temple’s movements? Well, it seems the High Priests are busy because some priests were killed.”
Heike shrugged.
“The priests were killed? Who did it?”
“I don’t know. Ah, but have you taken over Lampione’s dungeon yet?”
“Not yet.”
“There should be ‘that thing’ left in Lampione’s dungeon. It would be very useful in a fight against the temple.”
At Heike’s words, Alea immediately explored the dungeon and found ‘the thing’.
It seemed that mastering ‘the thing’ would require quite a tricky process. It would take at least a few days.
But if there was a conflict with the temple, ‘the thing’ would be a great force.
Alea calculated and concluded. She thought that even if contact was cut off for those few days, nothing serious would happen to Helmut.
After focusing without even sleeping, Alea succeeded in mastering ‘it’ and felt ecstatic.
Only then did she realize quite some time had passed and thought of her forgotten boyfriend.
Wanting to tell Helmut this news first, she immediately tried to contact him.
However, her artifact didn’t work. No signal at all.
As if… he didn’t exist in this world.
Her blood ran cold.
Alea immediately realized something was wrong and headed to Renosa.
In Ratona, Helmut’s existence was already nowhere to be found. Everything was clean and peaceful as if wiped clean.
Over several days, Alea explored the entire Ratona with Heike’s help and read the memories of the earth.
In the process, Alea learned that the High Priests had visited Ratona.
This could not be a mere coincidence.
If Helmut had disappeared, that event must be absolutely related to the Grand Duchess of Renosa.
Alea tracked the Grand Duchess’s whereabouts and finally found where Helmut had last disappeared.
The Grand Duke’s Mansion. Alea, who had infiltrated there, realized the identity of the holy magic performed there.
“Teleportation magic.”
An absolute punishment. Banishment to the Forest of Roots.
Helmut was sent to the place he had spent his lifetime escaping from. For him, with the Seed of Darkness, he cannot cross the sacred barrier.
It felt like a death sentence had been passed. What she thought would be a brief separation had torn them apart forever.
Why had she been so obsessed with the dungeon? Not knowing what situation he was in.
Regret and despair swept over Alea. She could almost see how Helmut must be feeling, even without seeing him.
She couldn’t be by his side at the most important moment.
But soon she raised her head straight.
‘No, I can bring him back. I’ll make it happen.’
Alea didn’t blame herself. She was a mage. Mages are beings who make the impossible possible.
Helmut is strong and familiar with the Forest of Roots. There’s also the leopard that took care of him.
Helmut must be alive. As long as he’s alive, Alea can go find him.
And she will cross the sacred barrier and liberate Helmut from there.
Alea clearly told Heike.
“I’m going to the Forest of Roots.”
To go and meet Helmut.
A clear light rose in Alea’s amethyst-like eyes.
She would bring Helmut back, and also make those who sent him back to the Forest of Roots pay the price someday.