#225
Helmut
Episode 225
That day, an argument broke out between the Matesis and Greta faculty members.
It’s not big enough to hit each other, but it’s an unpleasant argument.
An apology was received from Matesis’ side, but the apology was half-hearted.
‘I am sorry. But you really treat your students like noble ladies. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing.’
That day, instructor Allan, with a rare expression on his face, told the Greta starters not to think about losing against Matesis.
It was a complete change from the previous reaction, which was to try not to put pressure on me by saying that I wanted to show off my skills to the best of my ability.
In fact, until then, Helmut had not thought much about it.
Isn’t this a conflict that can happen anywhere?
He was even somewhat relieved to be eliminated, no matter what Instructor Alan said.
It was just important to keep it discreet.
Since he has never been sick since he was born, it would be difficult for him to be eliminated because of pain.
‘What kind of excuse do you use to get eliminated?’
If there is a skill gap that can finish off most opponents with one sword, it is difficult to lose as long as it is possible to go on stage no matter how high the fever is.
Helmut couldn’t find a suitable excuse, and neither could the smart Area.
“Why don’t you just say something urgent has come up and leave and then come back?”
“Some urgent matter?”
“What if you run away and come back and keep your mouth shut without explaining that it’s a household matter?”
“Will the faculty leave me alone?”
Helmut came here as the representative of the Greta Academy’s swordsmanship department.
That kind of behavior could have resulted in disciplinary action. They may not be able to maintain their qualifications as selected personnel.
In that case, meeting your mother with a clear identity becomes completely impossible.
“That’s right. How about this? “Someone put laxative in your drink.”
“If I did that, I would become famous in a different way.”
As there is a lot of commotion trying to track down the culprit, Helmut will become known as a member of the team who took laxatives, escaped the sword fighting competition, and ran to the bathroom.
In any case, such dishonor was not even for Helmut. Area also agreed.
“that’s right.”
In the end, it was Helmut’s job to find an appropriate elimination method.
A few glances followed, but there was no conflict with Matesis afterward.
Matesis, Loen, and Greta’s uncomfortable cohabitation continued.
A few days later, the comprehensive sword fighting competition finally began.
The opening ceremony was held noisily with all Academy personnel in attendance.
The Greta Swordsmanship students who attended wearing their famously stylish school uniforms definitely stood out.
In particular, the gaze pouring towards Charlotte was overwhelming. She was the only woman among the eight academy selections. Luckily for her, no one seemed to recognize her.
Although the opening ceremony included magnificent trumpet sounds, it went by as boringly as the dean’s sermon.
The Grand Duke of Rinosa did not appear. Even though it was a swordsmanship competition with 8 prestigious academies, it was not as great an event as the Basor Martial Arts Association.
Helmut looked around the audience seats and the high tables where the nobles were sitting, hoping to see a familiar face, but other than seeing the faces of a few nobles he had seen in Basor, there was no result.
The reason Helmut did not see Michael that day was simple. Because Michael was sick again.
Also, it was not the Grand Duke of Linosa who would appoint Michael, who had not been confirmed as the successor, to this position.
Helmut noted another fact.
‘The high priest hasn’t arrived yet.’
I don’t know if there was a delay or if there was something else going on, but the two high priests who were said to be coming to Rinosa were nowhere to be seen.
Wouldn’t it be better to check today and remain alert?
I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not. It would be better if you didn’t come at all.
‘I haven’t heard from Talon yet.’
They won’t come directly to your accommodation to deliver the documents, so you’ll have to find Latona’s mercenary guild.
Helmut did not yet have information about Rinosa’s high-ranking officials.
The only thing ahead now was the competition. He also learned new swords and swordsmanship just in case.
And the bracket was announced soon. Helmut and Charlotte could only face each other in the finals of the bracket.
This is a competition where there is no resurrection of the loser. No mistakes are allowed.
‘But my opponent… … .’
There was no mention of who or what academy it was. All Helmut could see was the name.
‘Taron?’
Unless there is a person with the same name, isn’t Taron the member of the Matesis selection that got into a fight with Charlotte?
I don’t have a housemaster, but I remember it. After all, he was an opponent from the first day.
As soon as they saw the announced bracket, instructors Patricia and Alan grabbed Helmut’s shoulders and spoke with serious eyes.
“Be sure to win!”
“I only trust you.”
Even Helmut felt pressured. If, really, I lose, I’m worried about the consequences.
Of course, Helmut doesn’t care what their wishes are. No, it wasn’t that important, but there was something more important than that.
You always had to have a cool head. Because Helmut is about to commit suicide. Little pride or expectations… … .
I thought so.
But when I actually stood at the conference hall, those thoughts disappeared.
Taron smiled mischievously when he saw Helmut on stage.
“Hello, Comrade Baden. “Are you here?”
The lingering effect of the words, “I’m here,” was strange. Taron, with his hands on his waist, looked at Helmut in a provocative manner.
“I thought you would use the excuse of being sick to run away.”
“escape?”
“I saw him talking to the instructors about how he wasn’t feeling well or that he wasn’t sure if he could do it properly because he wasn’t feeling well. “But your condition doesn’t seem that bad to me.”
“… … .”
Did you hear that? Helmut had already emphasized several times to the instructors who kept putting pressure on him that his condition was not good.
Then, I kept quiet because I almost got examined by Professor Luxen.
Helmut was too strong. And he was strong. So he couldn’t come up with a reason to lose to this guy or not participate in the competition.
‘It’s a difficult situation to avoid in many ways.’
Helmut was on stage with an uncharacteristically complacent thought that everything would work out somehow.
Since the senior competition was held around the same time, it was somewhat quiet here.
Taron was still grinning with an unlucky expression on his face.
“It’s not too late. It’s okay to make excuses. Try running away somewhere. Wouldn’t it be better to avoid to protect your pride than to lose? “If you are eliminated from the beginning, your instructors will be embarrassed.”
Helmut was quite tolerant of disputes. Because he’s been in a lot of trouble.
But somehow… … It cannot be ignored as is. Should I still lose after hearing this?
Of course, it is right to lose. The high priest has not yet appeared. There are many variables. Winning a swordsmanship competition does not mean receiving a huge prize money. The compensation was rather small.
So, for the sake of the goal, it would be better to hold back and step back.
but.
“After this match is over.”
“When it’s over?”
“I’m going to ask you a question, will you answer it?”
Helmut abandoned engineering school. Taron was in third grade. He may be in a higher grade than you, but you don’t need to respect him when he starts an argument. He was not Charlotte.
“Well, that’s about it. “I’m a bit curious about what the question is.”
Taron made a sly expression. He was still relaxed.
The number of players selected for Greta is lower than that for Matesis. Matesis is the favorite to win.
Everyone evaluated it that way except the people at Greta Academy. Even in Loen, although they were wary of Matesis, they did not pay much attention to Greta.
Just like everyone else thought that way, Taron just thought that way. Also, didn’t Greta reject our offer to spar?
If Matesis is going to win the championship anyway, it would be good to help him as an academy from Baden.
It is possible for the belligerent Matesis recruits to harbor animosity and start arguments even for trivial reasons.
That was enough for Charlotte. Because Charlotte is not that strong. But for Helmut it was a different matter.
Soon the name rang out.
“Taron, the representative of Matesis Academy! Helmut, the representative of Greta Academy! “As soon as the signal sounds, we’ll start!”
Taron hardened his eyes and placed his hand on his waist, as if asking when he had taken his time.
I was trained not to let down my guard no matter how easy the opponent seemed.
Helmut, on the other hand, was relaxed. He calmly placed his hand on the handle of his sword.
Not Darian’s sword, but a newly purchased sword. It’s a pretty good sword, but the quality is incomparably different.
But they say carpenters don’t blame tools. His sword is sharp enough to decapitate a person.
‘I shouldn’t kill him.’
Helmut leisurely held the sword handle. Comprehensive sword fighting competitions must be held with real swords.
However, according to the rules, murder is prohibited. Tearing or torturing someone with excessive cruelty is also prohibited.
Casualties may inevitably occur, but that is literally unavoidable.
There was no need to cut it with a sword. Because Helmut knew a better way.
-Boouuuung!
Soon the signal rang. Helmut immediately threw himself away. He didn’t even lift his sword from its handle.
Taron drew his sword. But all he remembered was pulling out the sword.
puck! I lost consciousness for a moment due to the tremendous shock. At some point, my spinning vision found its place.
‘W-what is it? what… … .’
The sky seemed upside down. When she came to her senses, Taron realized that she was lying on the stage looking at the sky.
A tremendous amount of pain rose up. Helmut’s first sword strike struck him in the head with the entire scabbard.
Helmut struck Taron’s falling body five times with his sword sheath. I assure you, it will be painful.
Taron frowned and groaned. Indescribable pain struck my whole body.
Helmut lightly aimed his sword at his neck. A calm question was asked.
“What did you say earlier?”
Taron couldn’t answer that question. It was because his pride was hurt and he didn’t have the presence of mind to answer.
Soon a familiar declaration rang out.
“Helmut wins!”
Helmut left the fallen Taron and left the stage.
I feel somehow uneasy. The plan went wrong. It wasn’t such an elaborate plan.
‘It would be okay to win at least one game.’
There are still more matches left. Even if I get eliminated in the next match, it won’t be a big problem.
Helmut took pains to justify himself.
His elimination plan has so far been a failure. And it was unclear whether he would be able to succeed in the future.
