Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 329 (Part 2):

The King of Veneta, Davis, was cautious to the extreme. For him to act, there had to be significant reasons.

Nevertheless, Teresa hadn’t reported anything about Helmut to Davis yet.

She had only identified his identity today, and she hadn’t gone to the king yet. Then someone else must have moved the king.

‘Black Hawk? What did they say?’

Searching through vague memories, she seemed to recall hearing that Helmut had been targeted by Black Hawk during their time at Greta Academy.

Had Black Hawk not forgotten their grudge and continued pursuing him? Had they manipulated the king to eliminate Helmut?

But that was over 4 years ago. Was Helmut worth pursuing so persistently?

‘Back then, Helmut was just a student. But what if there was something more about him that I didn’t know?’

Questions bubbled up one after another. Under Teresa’s gaze, Helmut spoke.

“…What do you want from me?”

“Well, What do you think I want?”

As Teresa smiled and deflected the question, Helmut thrust in directly.

“As you can see, I’m dating Alea.”

“I know. And what remains for me is memories, not the feelings from back then.”

Her voice was calm. She was saying she wasn’t the Teresa from the magic department who had liked him anymore.

But that didn’t mean nothing remained. It was that lingering sentiment that compelled her to speak further.

“But I’ll leave you with one piece of advice. His Majesty the King knows about you. I don’t know what he knows, but someone has reported something about you to him. It wasn’t me. So who could it be? What did they say about you?”

Black Hawk. Helmut realized immediately.

Had Black Hawk already recognized him? Given their information network, it wouldn’t be strange.

“And how much do you know about me, senior?”

“Nothing at all. But I could find out. If it’s necessary for Veneta.”

“So you’re saying you’re not on my side?”

Teresa just met him with a peaceful smile.

“No, I only wanted to confirm something. Now that I have, I won’t bother you again, nor will I act like I know you. You’re with Rodril, and I’m Veneta’s Royal Mage.”

Teresa turned her back.

“Goodbye.”

For an unannounced visit, her attitude was surprisingly mild.

After she left, Helmut drew his sword again.

‘I need to practice more.’

Two visitors in one night: the King of Veneta and Teresa Fidelis.

Though Teresa hadn’t explicitly stated the first man’s identity, it was obvious.

Of the two, the king posed the greater problem. Helmut had yet to decide his course, and he certainly didn’t want his escape from the Forest of Roots revealed.

If both Renosa and the Temple discovered his presence here, it would confirm the fact that he had fled the Forest of Roots again.

For the King of Veneta to personally seek him out, Black Hawk must have provided crucial information about him. Enough to provoke action.

‘The question is whether they know about my connection to Renosa.’

That could only be found out by directly contacting Talon.

‘I’ll have to move as soon as Rodril’s business with the king is finished.’

Helmut had sought refuge in the small village of Greencana, but the world seemed determined to pull him back into its chaos.

Events kept occurring, and old connections approached him. As if trying to drag him out of the cave.

Problems to solve and debts to repay had piled up. The important thing was that nothing would be resolved by staying in this place.

Helmut devoted himself to the sword until dawn.

Like stars hidden behind clouds, his clouded thoughts gradually became sharp and clear. Like the tip of his sword.

Even if he became clouded and dark and lost again, finding the answer in the end would be the path Helmut must walk.

Afterward, Helmut’s honest admission about Teresa’s visit resulted in him having to deal with Alea’s temper, which was a minor yet unfair incident.

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Three days after Rodril’s party arrived at Veneta’s royal capital, their period of respite came to an end.

Teresa had promised lavish treatment, and that promise was fulfilled.

The luxurious accommodations, fine dining, and attentive service within the royal palace were enough to melt even the most stoic hearts.

Excellent accommodations, clothing, meals, hot springs, massages, and trained servants.

In any case, Sian’s mother Terra seemed very satisfied. Regardless of others, how she as the representative of Rodril felt was most important.

When would she have received such treatment, having lived in the small village of Greencana since graduating from Greta Academy?

Though being a spirit mage had spared her much inconvenience, the comforts of the palace were on another level entirely.

At one point, Terra even said,

“This is like heaven. Ah, forget about your father and children and everything else, I feel like I don’t want to go back.”

‘Has she already been won over?’

Sian was slightly worried. It seemed his mother might accept if they offered her a position as a royal mage with promises to maintain this treatment.

It made him wonder if she had forgotten her earlier resolve to stand firm and showcase Rodril’s power to the king.

Regardless, on the third day, a servant delivered a message to them.

“An audience with His Majesty the King will be arranged at noon.”

The time for confrontation had arrived.

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