#212
Helmut
Episode 212
“Helmut, welcome back. “Be sure to win!”
“See you next year!”
In the morning, Asuka and Xian repeatedly waved their hands.
They still had exams left, but it didn’t matter if they wasted their time like this.
After all, their second-place seats are guaranteed.
With this, you will never have to face them in the second year of Greta Academy.
When I return, a new semester will have started. The wind blowing in Baden will be a little different then.
‘I’m not sure if he’ll come back though.’
Nothing is certain about themselves, but at least they are here. And Area too.
I can feel the gaze from the window above me. Something like a purple shard sparkled by the window.
She will be looking down.
We said goodbye last night. We just can’t see each other, but we can keep in touch in the future.
Because Alea said she would contact me.
Helmut inadvertently lowered his gaze in that direction. Four people were waiting in the carriage prepared in front.
“You’re so shameless to be the last one to come.”
Leon clicked his tongue as he spoke in a quarrelsome tone.
The reason he acts without hesitation, even in front of instructors, is because he has secured a high position in the swordsmanship department.
This is a face that holds a grudge. It looks like they are determined to make the journey tiring in the future.
It didn’t matter. It doesn’t bother me that much.
It’s just a pity. Helmut suppressed his rising murderous intent.
‘It would be difficult to kill them. ‘He is the representative of the Academy.’
How about faking an accident and killing him? No, there might be high priests where I’m going now.
A perfect cleanup is impossible unless Area is with us.
If you get the chance, you can step on it, but you can’t kill it. Even if it’s because of the sprouts of darkness.
‘The opportunity will come.’
I knew from previous experience that those guys were persistent.
The mind that went through conflict became quiet again. It is a calm that Helmut is familiar with.
I also knew that there was no use in conflict.
Because most of the situations he encountered were something he would only find the answer to after facing them.
The only thing I can trust is this body and the sword. If you stick to the path ahead, you will reach a conclusion.
Instructor Patricia urged, as if blocking a conflict situation.
“Gentlemen, hurry up and get on the carriage. “I didn’t know what variables there might be, so I set aside plenty of time, but I don’t have time to waste time.”
It was going to be a long journey, so we had a lot of luggage, but there weren’t many people.
A professor from the magic department and two instructors from the swordsmanship department are present.
A total of seven people.
Three carriages were waiting for them. The two swordsmanship instructors are Patricia and Alan.
It seems that the fact of the two people’s relationship has not yet been revealed.
No, they may have decided that it would be better for the two of them to go together to socialize.
Professor Luxen of the Faculty of Magic looked at Helmut.
“Are you a student who took the Magic Understanding class in the first semester?”
“yes.”
“Your answer was so impressive that I remember it. Of course, that handsome face too. I didn’t know she was the head of the swordsmanship department. “For a swordsman, you were so good at writing answers that I thought I might have chosen the wrong aptitude.”
Helmut remembered the answer he had written.
Was it a problem related to the power of darkness? At that time, Helmut wrote a response against the temple.
Since he was a wizard, he wouldn’t mind that, but Helmut glanced at him to see if he had noticed something.
It was impossible to read any particular intention from the grinning old professor.
“What are you saying? Professor Luxen, Helmut is a treasure of the swordsmanship department.”
Instructor Patricia quickly cut him off and listened as if asking where he was coveting it.
“Helmut, you are such a good student that you must have submitted the written exam faithfully.”
“haha! is it. It’s not easy to get good grades in my classes even though I’m not a student at the Faculty of Magic… … .”
After saying a few more words of praise for Helmut, they soon got into the carriage.
Leon also got on the carriage with a bug-bitten look on his face.
It was my first experience not being noticed by the instructor in a gathering of students.
Helmut happened to be riding in the same carriage as Instructor Patricia and Charlotte, whom Area had told him to avoid.
“Thank you, senior.”
Charlotte bowed her head and greeted me.
The attitude is polite but not servile. He has good manners, but is somewhat confident and upright.
Definitely not a commoner. Then what is your position among the nobles?
It wasn’t easy for Helmut to guess.
“Do you have anything to say to me?”
Charlotte, feeling the gaze, widens her eyes and asks.
She and Helmut are very similar. Unlike Helmut’s sharp look, Charlotte had a neat, yet somewhat reserved face.
The coldness that excludes others cannot be found in her. Is it because of her personality?
“nothing.”
It would be difficult if there was some misunderstanding. Anyway, Charlotte couldn’t even guess about Helmut’s identity.
Although he might not like Charlotte, he had to keep in mind the possibility that Charlotte might like him.
Instructor Patricia laughed and said teasingly.
“Helmut, Charlotte! A comprehensive swordsmanship competition is coming up! “It would be troublesome if two male and female students made eye contact.”
“I can’t believe I made eye contact. “That kind of thing is a bit harsh.”
Charlotte had a straight face for some reason. It’s like he really doesn’t want to be misunderstood.
Fortunately, she didn’t seem to have any feelings for Helmut.
Charlotte was a model student whom Instructor Patricia loved, and a student who had a taste for teasing.
She smiled softly.
“why? It could be eye contact. It’s a trip shared by healthy male and female students. Above all, Helmut, isn’t he really handsome? “Maybe it’s because he’s dull, but there’s someone he secretly likes among the female students.”
‘I guess so.’
Helmut himself had no idea. It was also because Area was blocking him without him knowing.
“That’s true, but Helmut-senior is not my type.”
Charlotte said clearly.
Helmut felt strange for some reason. This is the first time I’ve ever been told to my face that you’re not my type. There is no one who would enjoy hearing such a story.
Of course, since it was Helmut’s first time experiencing it, it was only a feeling of excitement.
Charlotte also slightly lowered her head with an expression of regret.
“Excuse me.”
“Then what is Charlotte’s type?”
Instructor Patricia asked vaguely.
This question also interested Helmut a little. Because she remembered someone who had come out and glanced at her in response to her greeting.
Charlotte, who was seriously considering, answered.
“Wouldn’t it be better to have someone with good behavior and a mature attitude?”
‘Asuka won’t work.’
Helmut concluded simply. Even if Asuka is reborn, it would be impossible to meet Charlotte’s expectations.
Will that change only when I die?
It was also unpleasant for Helmut, who did not want to be related to Asuka.
“What does it look like? “You don’t see the face, do you?”
“I think it’s rude not to prioritize the inner self when looking at a person.”
Instructor Patricia was confident. Charlotte would have gotten a perfect score on Greta Academy’s moral test.
But then Charlotte added:
“But me too… … Since I’m still a poor person, it’s better to be handsome. Of course, what’s more important is what’s inside.”
Charlotte added firmly and turned her head toward the carriage window as if embarrassed.
Instructor Patricia burst out laughing.
“It’s nice to be honest.”
Helmut felt a faint burning ember in the darkness. That was the spark of hope that Asuka thought had been completely extinguished.
I think he also has some potential. Even if it’s a very low possibility.
*
“Sir, is that Helmut guy that great?”
As a candidate for the championship of the swordsmanship department to represent Greta Academy, Leon felt uncomfortable as he lost the attention of the professors and was unable to ride in the same carriage as Charlotte, whom he was secretly interested in.
I didn’t like this guy Helmut in many ways.
He asked his senior, Nils, in a tone that seemed to address a subordinate.
In the school of swordsmanship, strength equals rank. I don’t know if they will give you preferential treatment if there is a difference in grade level.
In the upper grades of Greta Academy, the hierarchical relationship was especially clear. This is because there are limits to the advancement of skills as one approaches graduation.
Nils also recognized that he was under Leon. He answered calmly.
“The rumor is that he defeated a first-class mercenary-level assassin.”
“First-class mercenary level? Isn’t it just a rumor? “There’s no way that could have been the case with a second-grade topic.”
“If it came from the instructors’ mouths, wouldn’t it be just a rumor?”
“that… … .”
Leon’s complexion hardened. But he soon changed his expression.
“Well, anyway, it’s true that he’s cocky. “Isn’t that right?”
“okay.”
Nils responded lightly. Leon said in a coy tone.
“For cheeky juniors, there is a way of teaching seniors that is worthy of a swordsmanship department. “I’ll have to let him know.”
Nils looked at him indifferently and nodded. It didn’t matter to him anyway.
It’s not like he can stop Leon himself, and petty fights are common even in the swordsmanship department.
If you go too far, the instructors will stop you. However, as the highest grade student in the group, he added a word.
“I hope there isn’t a big fuss.”
“Of course.”
Leon smiled with a cold face.
*
The first campsite we entered after leaving Baden. As the faculty left the room to discuss the future schedule, four students remained.
As I was dismounting my horse and unloading my luggage, I heard a call from behind.
“You, Helmut!”
It wasn’t a very pleasant voice.
“Can’t you hear what your senior said?”
Helmut answered half-heartedly.
“yes.”
“Go and get some water. “It’s up to you.”
Leon gestured towards the water bucket and gave an overbearing command.
Helmut’s eyebrows slightly lifted. It feels new. Fetching water is something that only fourth-level mercenaries or low-ranking mercenaries do.
This guy is treating Helmut like a mean person right now.
But Helmut decided not to get angry or punish him.
If Leon’s ranking criteria was grade, then Helmut was not the one to do this.
Helmut instructed, pointing to the water tank.
“Charlotte, come back.”
“yes.”
Charlotte stepped forward without a word at his request.
It doesn’t make sense for Charlotte to sit still while Helmut, a second-year student, does work. As a freshman, it was natural that she was at the bottom.
Even though her original identity is not at all suitable for this kind of thing.
Nils’ expression, who was just watching, distorted as if he were bewildered.
In fact, deep down he was displeased with Helmut. His reasons were somewhat different from Leon’s.
I just didn’t like the dangerous feeling that this guy named Helmut gave off.
But I had no idea that it would be avoided in this way.
Charlotte immediately picked up the water bucket. Her two hands firmly grasped the handle of the heavy water container.
“Then I’ll be back.”
