Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 319 (Part 2):
Teresa was thinking about Greencana and Rodril.
Rodril, who cherished the people of Greencana, was likely highly agitated.
‘Or maybe not? They’re mages too. And Sian as well.’
Lost in thought, Teresa strolled down the street, while Elaga was startled by the change in his surroundings.
In Greencana, he was adored. A beautiful, soft-furred cat, pampered wherever he went, even if only a few things were suitable for him to eat.
‘What the hell is happening here?’
But here, in Fidelis, it was a different story. When he loitered near the fish market, he was treated like a stray and had stones thrown at him. Children even chased him in droves, trying to catch him.
“Wow! It’s a stray cat! Get it!”
“Let’s catch it and hang it up!”
“Let’s skin it! We can make a scarf!”
“What does cat meat taste like?”
Suddenly pursued by human children, Elaga found the situation ridiculous.
‘These tiny creatures!’
Even though he looked like a cat, his physical capabilities hadn’t diminished; a swipe with his paw could easily send their heads flying.
But the condition for being in a human village was that he wouldn’t cause trouble.
His fur bristled—not out of fear, but from an instinctual response to danger.
Elaga was the ruler of the central region of the Forest of Roots. He hadn’t been chased like this since he was too young to remember.
‘Tolerating this isn’t something a beast should do.’
Dodging stones that were unmistakably an attack, Elaga ran while contemplating.
Even if his pursuers were children, he was tempted to tear them apart to make them pay.
A savage nature began to surface.
He might have found Sarah adorable, but not these violent human children.
Elaga thought he liked human children quite a bit, but today he realized that wasn’t quite the case.
‘Helmut was cute compared to this.’
Looking around, he saw only walls, with no place to climb.
Elaga decided that as soon as he escaped, he would lose them for good.
“There it is, catch it!”
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing?”
Just as he turned the corner, a clear voice rang out. The children paused.
Teresa, who had quickly assessed the situation, spoke with the commanding tone befitting the duke’s daughter.
“Abusing animals within the estate? Whose children are you?”
Teresa’s face was well-known throughout Fidelis. The children who saw her turned pale and hesitated.
“It’s the witch!”
“The witch is here!”
One child cried out, turning away as Teresa’s expression grew cold.
“Who dares call me a witch? Disrespectful brats. I’ll find out who your parents are and make sure they pay dearly for this.”
She was both a noble and a mage, more than willing to exact punishment, even if the offenders were children.
Teresa had a reputation for having a strong personality at Greta Academy.
But Elaga, regardless of what she muttered, liked her.
‘Hmm, a human helping me? This is new.’
She appeared to be a mage, with reddish-brown hair. Quite beautiful, too. Elaga stood in front of her and meowed.
“Meow.”
Teresa’s expression softened immediately.
“Oh my, what a lovely cat. Your fur is so clean; someone must own you. How did you end up here? Are you alright? Let’s see.”
She reached out and gently picked up Elaga.
Elaga, momentarily allowing the touch of a stranger, looked up at her in a bit of a daze.
“Meow?”
“There, there. Where’s your owner? You’re not abandoned, are you? Let’s find out, shall we?”
Teresa extended her hand toward Elaga to read his memories and find his owner.
Sensing the danger, Elaga leaped out of her arms at once.
A mage casting a spell on him would feel a recoil—something that couldn’t exist in an ordinary cat.
Fortunately, Teresa wasn’t adept enough to see through the spell cast by Heike.
If Duke Fidelis himself were here, he would have realized right away that Elaga was not just any cat.
‘Whew, she’s a mage? That was close.’
This woman… Judging by how the kids called her a witch and ran off, she was probably a well-known mage in Fidelis.
Teresa, who watched Elaga put some distance between them, asked worriedly.
“Oh dear, where are you going? Isn’t that the way home?”
Elaga paused for a moment before responding.
“Meow!”
“You understand me?”
“Meow.”
“A cat that understands words? How fascinating. Well then, lead the way. I’ll watch your back.”
He was out for a stroll anyway. There was still time.
As Teresa gestured, Elaga trotted ahead.
Teresa tilted her head slightly, following Elaga as he made his way toward the bookstore.
After his earlier ordeal, he no longer felt like wandering around town.
Even as he walked, there were people who eyed him, but when they saw Teresa glaring behind him, they quickly turned away and pretended not to see.
After confidently striding for a while, Elaga suddenly stopped. Teresa asked,
“Have we arrived? But this is…”