Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 322 (Part 2):

Something came to mind. Black Hawk. The massive underworld organization that had clashed with Helmut and was likely to make deals with the King.

If it was them, they could have struck a deal with the King of Veneta to gain legitimate activity rights.

Talon of Hawk Eye seemed resourceful enough for that.

‘But it’s none of my concern.’

Helmut had no intention of interacting with Black Hawk anymore. Just as he and Alea were about to leave, the hulking man who had been eyeing them approached.

The man, still excited from the previous scuffle and reeking of alcohol, stepped up to them.

He looked down at Helmut with a smirk.

“Well, well, look at this. Can’t tell if you’re a boy or a girl. Pretty boy’s got a girl on his arm, huh?”

Helmut’s gaze lifted slightly. The small movement was somehow imposing, like drawing a line in the sand.

Blond hair and blue eyes. He wasn’t in his original form but looked close to the guise he’d taken as Hyde.

His appearance wasn’t intimidating, but the air around him suggested he shouldn’t be taken lightly.

The hulking man hesitated. Some primal instinct made him pause.

But backing down from this pretty boy would hurt his pride. Fueled by drink, his instincts failed to control his excitement.

“What are you staring at, you bastard!”

Bang! The table they had been sitting at rattled as the man’s fist slammed down, causing the glasses to spill. Oddly, neither Helmut nor Alea was touched by a drop.

“Shouldn’t we avoid fighting in a place like this?”

Alea said calmly. She directed the comment at both Helmut and the man.

Someone like this was no match for her, but she didn’t want to draw attention unnecessarily.

However, her words clearly didn’t sit well with the hulking man.

“What did you say, bitch?”

Helmut’s eyes grew cold. From the other side, one of the man’s companions shouted encouragement.

“Zack, what’re you doing? Just take care of him already!”

Helmut spoke.

“He wants to fight.”

“Then finish it quickly.”

The exchange was brief, but it only stoked the man’s anger further. He raised his fist from the table.

“You little bastard!”

With a roar, he swung down at Helmut.

The result was brutal.

Crack! Crunch! Thud! Helmut hadn’t even drawn his sword. He merely moved his hand.

The man collapsed to the floor, frothing at the mouth, his arms bent at grotesque angles as if only the bones inside had shattered, while the skin remained intact.

His trembling eyes were unfocused. He seemed to have lost consciousness.

Helmut wiped his hand with a napkin. His gaze was icy.

“Was that too much?”

It wasn’t just a casual beatdown—he had nearly killed the man. Instead of commenting on that, Alea glanced at the sprawled figure and urged him.

“Let’s go.”

The man was still alive. That meant they wouldn’t be charged with murder.

He wasn’t someone whose death would matter in Fidelis, but there were powers backing him.

Fortunately, the overwhelming display of strength seemed to have silenced the man’s companions. They didn’t attempt to stop Helmut and Alea as they paid and left the restaurant.

Helmut and Alea acted as if nothing had happened.

Not long after leaving the restaurant, they ran into Sian and his group returning from their conversation with Teresa.

It was good timing. Although Sian’s group didn’t recognize them immediately since they had altered their appearances.

Only when Helmut blocked their path and spoke did they recognize the two. They were momentarily surprised, then quickly recovered.

“Huh, Helmut? And… Alea? You look different.”

“You’ve changed your appearance. Helmut, you still stand out, though.”

“Still, we found you quickly. Lucky us.”

“But what’s with the noise over there? Did you get into trouble already?”

Sian pointed to the restaurant behind Helmut and Alea. Helmut tilted his head slightly.

“Nothing serious. Just a minor scuffle.”

“…I don’t know who it was, but I’ll offer my condolences.”

Asuka clicked his tongue. Alea spoke up.

“We picked up some information. How did the talk with Fidelis go?”

Sian hesitated for a moment at Alea’s short question.

He wasn’t sure if Alea knew that Teresa was from Fidelis or even that she was here.

‘Why am I even worrying about this? Senior Teresa approaching Helmut was a thing of the past. It’s not even my business.’

Still, Sian instinctively avoided mentioning it.

A clash between Teresa and Alea felt ominous. Their power levels might be vastly different, but still.

“The daughter of the Duke of Fidelis was a Greta Academy graduate. She said she’ll officially visit the village soon. I need to discuss this with my parents based on what I’ve learned here.”

From that brief explanation, Helmut and Alea grasped a lot.

“Then let’s head back.”

Leaving the chaos of the restaurant behind, they immediately departed from Fidelis, leaving behind a bit of ash.

And that ash was soon to become a spark.

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