Helmut: The Forsaken Child - H.F.C Chapter 9 (Part 2):

Helmut felt his skin shivering. An exception that turned fixed notions into prejudices. Could he become like Darien?

“Why didn’t you tell me that Darien was living here all this time?”

-He’s old, and I thought he’d die soon. He lives as if he’s already dead. But perhaps because he was particularly strong, he was able to last this long.

Elaga murmured, absorbed in her own thoughts.

-But it’s surprising that he accepted you. Humans tend to live in groups. Even more so in the Forest of Roots. Because they’re weak. But he lived alone. He doesn’t seem to like humans much.

‘Doesn’t like them?’

Helmut tilted his head. At least he didn’t seem to dislike teaching Helmut.

– If he had wanted to be with other humans, wouldn’t he have completely done something about that human farm? When that human appeared, I expected him to destroy Naho’s bad hobby, but he stopped halfway.

“What’s a human farm?”

Elaga seemed to realize something and spoke with a grimace.

– It’s dirty and disgusting.

Elaga, being a leopard, had a delicate stomach. It might be an exaggeration. But why hide it? Helmut asked again.

“What do you mean by dirty and disgusting?”

– …Curious?

“Yeah.”

– Okay, then I’ll show you.

Elaga’s eyes showed a determined look. Her thick tail wrapped around Helmut’s body like a snake and lifted him up.

– Sneak a peek, but don’t make a fuss. There are plenty of humans there, so even if you’re curious, watch quietly.

“Got it.”

– We have to go discreetly because it’s Naho’s territory. Besides, now is the time when he’s starting to sleep a lot, so it’s the right time.

The Forest of Roots, which belongs to a cold zone, was about to be swept by a cold wave. Soon it will be winter.

Elaga, who had hung Helmut on her tail, kicked off and ran.

The direction was east, and the leap distance was tremendous. Every time she jumped, her huge body seemed to fly, cutting through the air.

With Elaga’s foot hitting the ground, the shock reverberated through Helmut’s insides. Helmut’s face turned pale. Elaga warned him.

– If you open your mouth, you’ll bite your tongue.

Helmut had to endure a challenging time similar to training. Quite a long time.

When Elaga stood still and gently placed Helmut on the ground, he covered his mouth, feeling the urge to vomit.

– Look carefully.

Fortunately, he had good recovery. After regaining his senses, Helmut looked around.

The place they stood was a cliff surrounded by thick bushes. Elaga, bending her body, extended her head over the edge of the cliff.

Helmut also crouched, lowering his body to follow her.

Below, through the gaps in the forest, cabins were visible. Dozens of cabins, similar to Darien’s dwelling, were tightly clustered together. And there were moving creatures.

Yes, they were humans.

Helmut’s eyes widened.

It was strange. Humans wearing clothes of a different material than their own, thinner than leather, carrying water buckets on their heads or carrying something.

Although they were the same species, they formed a group. For the first time, Helmut realized what the word ‘group’ meant.

“That’s…”

– Yes, that’s a human farm.

Helmut tilted his head. The expression ‘human farm’. It’s strange. A farm is a place where humans raise crops or livestock. If humans live in a group, it should be described as a village.

“Why is it a ‘farm’?”

– Look at it.

A skinny man who had been moving a pile of cut logs stumbled. He seemed weaker than the rabbit monster Helmut had caught a while ago. In this forest, he was undoubtedly an underpowered individual, someone who could never survive alone.

_ Whip.

The scattered pieces of wood spilled on the ground. The giant man standing next to him shouted, swinging a whip toward him.

The skinny man, opening his mouth wide, hugged himself. It sounded like a scream. He gathered the wood pieces and quickly moved away.

Similar-sized men around him silently continued their work. It was a familiar sight for them.

His forehead wrinkled. There is no place better suited to the phrase ‘survival of the fittest’ than the Forest of Roots. But somehow, the scene was surprisingly unsettling.

“Why are they tormenting him?”

– Because he can’t do his job properly.

Helmut kept his mouth shut and watched. The atmosphere was tense and stern.

From the next building, a door opened, and fair, delicate-looking women poured out.

Helmut realized. That was classified as a ‘woman.’ Like his mother. The same human, but a different gender.

– Strange, isn’t it?

“Yeah.”

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