#231
Helmut
Episode 231
Charlotte didn’t know much about Helmut.
He is the top 2nd year student in the swordsmanship department and is very sincere. He has a cold personality and doesn’t talk much. He is highly regarded by instructors and is the center of attention among students.
As Charlotte spoke, she saw Helmut again.
Senior Helmutran was close to perfect, except for his superficial status as a commoner. It was surprisingly new.
But he didn’t seem cool or exciting anymore.
Even though I was reciting his strengths that I was aware of, I also admired him and talked with him.
This was something that Charlotte herself, who was not very interested in others, felt strangely.
‘If I were to ask, it’s friendliness… … ? But why me?’
Charlotte did not forget that she and him were seniors and juniors in the swordsmanship department of Greta Academy, but she also did not forget that she was the Grand Duchess of Rinosa.
Once they graduated, they were just between commoners and nobles. So it’s strange to feel a sense of familiarity.
However, Charlotte felt a sense of familiarity that allowed her to speak without hesitation to Helmut, a senior whom everyone seemed reluctant to talk about. He was like that naturally.
‘Could it be that I don’t like that senior?’
Strange questions arose. But that doesn’t seem to be the case.
Charlotte’s heart had never been faster when she saw that senior.
On the contrary, I always felt calm when I was with him. Even more so than his brother Michael.
“Why? “Is there anything else you can think of?”
“No, well I think Helmut will win. Among the recruits at Greta Academy, senior Helmut is the strongest. “Enough to beat the upperclassmen’s starting lineup in an instant.”
“That’s amazing at such a young age.”
Magritte nodded and responded. Her eyes looked complex. However, Magritte did not show it and asked calmly.
“Do you know where you are from and where you have lived? “That girl might really be Mr. Rinosa’s collateral.”
Charlotte’s thoughts did not extend to her father’s denial. She shook her head.
“I don’t know about that. Senior Helmut doesn’t reveal himself very much. I heard that he was raised as a disciple of a swordsman who was close to Instructor Ethan. I think he said he grew up in a remote area. “It doesn’t seem to be near Linosa.”
“okay.”
Magritte was deep in thought. Charlotte found it refreshing to have her mother listen to her.
When I saw Magritte showing interest in Helmut, something to say came out of my throat.
Charlotte wanted to impress her mother. Because he was thirsty for his mother’s affection, who always focused on Michael. The words came out naturally.
“I don’t know if I can tell you this… … .”
Although I didn’t think about it because it was before the competition, it was an issue that bothered me for a while.
This is a fact that Helmut was reluctant to talk about because he acted like it was a secret.
However, even if it is a big secret, it is bound to be revealed in detail in front of the mother.
Charlotte thought for a moment and then opened her mouth.
“Marguerite Irene. “That’s your mother’s maiden name, right?”
“Yes, I am from the Marquis of Iraine.”
“however… … Senior Helmut knew that name. Marguerite Irene. “He asked me if I knew this name.”
“… … what?”
Magritte’s reaction was a beat late. Charlotte frowned slightly at him.
“But it’s strange. When her mother was a writer, Helmut Senior wasn’t even born. How does she know her maiden name when her senior doesn’t know that her mother is Grand Duchess Linosa? It was clear to me that she said, ‘She’s a noble lady I met by chance before and she looks just like you.’”
After a moment of silence, Charlotte spoke again.
“Has your mother ever left Linosa? “Did you see it when you visited her parents’ house?”
“… … “I have visited my parents’ home, but I did so in secret and did not engage in any outside activities.”
“Then how…” … Has your senior ever come to Linosa? “Then how do you know her mother’s maiden name?”
The doubts grew more and more severe. Marguerite asked Charlotte with strangely calm eyes.
“Does she know that you are Grand Duchess Rinosa?”
“No, you wouldn’t know. But I saw her mother today, and you probably knew that Grand Duchess Linosa is the owner of that name, so maybe you can guess who I am? “Because the senior seemed certain that I was related to her mother by blood.”
Charlotte, who had said that much, made an expression of regret.
“I don’t think you’ll tell anyone else, but I still have to ask you to keep it a secret.”
“Yes, go ahead.”
Magritte shifted his blurry focus towards the window, as if looking into the distance.
A whisper-like sound came from her mouth.
“Maybe he saw my portrait. “A portrait of the Marquis Iraine.”
Charlotte exclaimed.
“ah! okay. It could be a portrait that I saw by chance. “Then it’s natural that you don’t know that your mother is Grand Duchess Linosa.”
After a few more words, Charlotte stood up.
“Then let’s go.”
“I look forward to seeing you at the palace again.”
“Shall I ask Senior Helmut directly?”
“No, that won’t happen. “I plan to meet him in person soon, so if he is a genius like you say, he will win this competition.”
“okay. If Grand Duchess Linosa meets the winner of the swordsmanship competition… … “It’s a great place.”
Charlotte bowed her head and stood up. Her maid secretly guided her out the door.
Now there was only Magritte in the room.
There was a change in the noble lady’s elegant and calm face. Her hidden agitation suddenly erodes her countenance.
Marguerite blinked slowly with an indescribable expression. His fingertips were trembling.
Magritte vividly remembers the scene 15 years ago when she lost her child. She also had a pendant that had been thrown away with the child.
The pendant that a mother gives her child has her maiden name written on it.
That flow of associations naturally continued in Magritte’s mind.
It’s ridiculous, but… … .
She couldn’t ignore that assumption.
The assumption is that their first child, abandoned in the forest of Pahe, came back alive!
If that’s true… … .
Marguerite closed his eyes tightly.
*
Helmut was facing Area again that night.
The only person at the moment with whom he can share his joy or sorrow.
She seemed to have expected everything, but even Alea seemed surprised this time.
“So, Grand Duchess Linosa is your mother?”
“Of course.”
“Mother… … “Do you think I recognize you?”
“well. He seemed agitated. “But isn’t it difficult to think that the child abandoned in Pahe Forest would have come back alive?”
“Yes, because you are the first. And to be blunt, I don’t know how your mother will take that. “It’s dangerous, right?”
Area spoke as if advising one to be cautious. She knew the physiology of nobles well.
Grand Duchess Linosa was robbed of her first child. Because the child had sprouts of darkness.
But would she have tried to resist? As Grand Duchess of Rinosa, she would have accepted it for some reason, whether it was duty or pressure.
I don’t think that has changed now.
Instead of instilling caution in Helmut about his mother, Area asked him insinuatingly.
“Of course, the temple doesn’t know that you have a sprout of darkness. “But are you planning to reveal this to her mother?”
“… … “I’m not sure about that.”
Helmut hesitated to answer. But his demeanor soon changed to stern.
“I have to win this competition.”
Area, who was about to point out that it was a dangerous thing, stopped.
Because I thought I knew why Helmut was doing that.
It is rationally right to stop. If it is true that the Grand Duchess of Linosa was agitated by her Helmut, Helmut had already made her strongly aware of his presence.
Wouldn’t Grand Duchess Linosa also want to talk to a boy who resembles her dead first child at least once? You can achieve what you want just like this.
‘Or, since Charlotte is the Grand Duchess of Linosa, you can approach through her.’
There is also a way to make things run more smoothly.
But what brought Helmut this far was not reason. It was a desire and aspiration.
Helmut was driven by the desire to find and return to his mother, who had cried out to him before parting ways.
It wasn’t that Area didn’t understand what Helmut wanted to prove and show in front of his mother.
There are times when you have to take some risks when it comes to your life goals.
Area didn’t know if this was a risk he could take.
But it was Helmut’s job to judge that.
He will certainly be the center of attention at this swordsmanship competition, and the two high priests are heading to Rinosa. Isn’t it right to encourage people to hide themselves?
But Area did not stop him. Because she also wanted Helmut to win.
It was a trivial reason. Because Area placed absolute value on the word number one.
If you do something, you have to take first place. Area took it for granted.
“Yes, you win.”
Area responded with a bright smile.
*
The next day, Charlotte, who won the second round, immediately went to Helmut.
Before that, I didn’t talk to Helmut in order to concentrate on the competition.
Charlotte never said that Marguerite Irene was her mother, but she thought Helmut could guess.
However, since Helmut was not the type of person to talk too much, I thought he would not tell anyone that she was an archduchess.
“Hey, senior. “I have something to tell you.”
When Charlotte spoke cautiously in the training hall, Helmut immediately turned to her.
“What’s going on?”
“if… … Yesterday at the swordsmanship competition… … .”
“Are you talking about Grand Duchess Rinosa?”
“Yes, have you seen him before?”
Charlotte was cautious. She asks if you have confirmed that the Marguerite Irene you know is the Grand Duchess of Linosa.
There was a barrier of truth between the two that was difficult to reveal.
Even though she was his younger sister, Charlotte was not on his side. You can’t just trust it.
Helmut decided after a short period of thought. I decided to pretend not to know.
“She was an elegant lady.”
But I meant I didn’t know. It’s natural to be suspicious. Helmut said he had seen Marguerite Irene.
However, when Charlotte asks where she saw Grand Duchess Linosa, the answer becomes difficult.
About knowing the name Marguerite Irene.
Because Helmut also realized that the current Magritte was not called by that name.
