# 120
Helmut
Episode 120
The questions didn’t stop there. It was an opportunity to find out about Helmut, a hot topic in the swordsmanship department and an extremely suspicious guy.
“What about your parents? “Why did Master raise you?”
“So far.”
Helmut cut off Wesley, who showed curiosity.
Your parents are probably still alive. But I couldn’t be sure and I didn’t know who they were.
Wesley willingly shared his purchase information.
“Okay, I bought this cloak for 30,000 marks. Since I bought it at the official store of Butan Trading Company, it will be more expensive in Baden, right? “There must be a cost to bring it here.”
“What if it’s 30,000 marks?”
“It’s a bit expensive, but it’s worth it.”
Several nobles, including Andro, nodded. Like nobles, they all grew up rich, so they had no concept of money. Asuka grumbled next to her.
“I was wondering if you could learn something new, but your mouth was extremely heavy.”
Wesley held the bottle high.
“Anyway, let’s have a drink now.”
Helmut quickly emptied the small glass in front of him. A rush of heat rushed up.
It was hot, like I had swallowed a fireball, from my throat to my stomach. If I hadn’t filled my stomach in advance, I might have had a hole in my stomach.
‘It’s just like poison.’
It wouldn’t be strange to call it a poison, given that it paralyzes the mind.
I couldn’t stay drunk when I was being targeted by Black Hawk.
Helmut relieved the intoxication that was surging in him without making it noticeable by pulling up Bis.
The only one who can protect himself is himself. Helmut, more than anyone else, did not forget that fact.
“Aww wow, why read this?”
Asuka, who was a strong drinker, slapped me on both cheeks. He soothed himself by gulping down water. The other guys banged their heads on the table as if they had been drugged.
It was an opportunity. Helmut jumped up from his seat.
“Where?”
“To throw up.”
“Welcome back.”
Asuka let Helmut leave with a disgusted expression.
Helmut, who found freedom, headed straight to his target. It was the manager’s quarters that I saw on the way into the campground.
He was also the person most likely to know if he had seen anything strange near the campsite.
The light was on in the living room. smart. I knocked on the door and it opened right away.
“Ah, a student at the swordsmanship department? “What’s going on?”
Because it was an academy attended by many nobles, the old, gray-faced administrator took engineering classes. He was only two steps ahead.
“I want to ask you something.”
“Tell me.”
“I’ve been having a bad dream lately. “It felt like an accident was going to happen at the campground.”
It was an application of lines from academy students saying things like not having a good dream or having a nightmare. Of course, Helmut slept well last night too.
The manager laughed. It’s a calm expression. Usually, in times like this, I think, ‘Well, there are all these guys. ‘Am I even a priest?’ People would ask in bewilderment, but they didn’t seem to care much. Is it because he thinks he’s dealing with nobles that he doesn’t show it?
“I guess you’re oversensitive. If you live in Baden and have to spend several days in this dark forest, that might happen.”
“Has anything strange happened around here lately? “I saw someone or found traces.”
“Well, I’m not sure. Most people who use this forest are academy students, and poachers don’t show up during the semester. If you get caught by students for no reason, you could end up in a bad situation. “The fines for poaching in the Pedica Forest are huge.”
“I saw a trap on the way. “It felt like a new installation.”
“A good trap can look good even if it is old. “Did you reap it?”
“When I went to check the trap again, it was gone.”
It was a sound that made you flinch. But the manager answered calmly.
“That’s a strange thing. “You must have seen it wrong.”
“I am a swordsman. My eyesight is very good. “My mind is still intact.”
“The students at the Faculty of Magic might have pulled a prank. Wizards are casting strange magic on the forest. I also get surprised sometimes. “They looked like they were hoping this old janitor would have a heart attack.”
Helmut watched him coldly as he burst into laughter.
“It didn’t feel like magic.”
“Well, then it looks like a quick poacher realized that the trap had been discovered and retrieved it. “It can happen.”
The manager concluded with emphasis. Helmut, who had been persistently dragging out the conversation, kept his mouth shut.
It’s a situation that makes you frown as you ask why you’re so picky. However, the manager’s answer and expression were relaxed and businesslike.
However, there was a strange feeling in his response that was difficult to pinpoint.
“Then that means I was mistaken.”
“Forests are inherently dangerous places. Something dangerous may have appeared far away in the mountains. “It’s not a problem I can do anything about.”
The manager shrugged his shoulders.
“But as far as I know, nothing happened. Did you get the answer?”
“yes.”
Helmut added quickly.
“I hope you don’t tell the instructors.”
“Yes, of course.”
An oversensitive student came to the manager and told the truth. So please shut your mouth. The situation was sufficient to interpret it that way.
Helmut, who was about to turn around, suddenly asked.
“Oh and one thing.”
“Please speak.”
“Do you know anything about where the hunting competition will be held tomorrow or the group activity area?”
“Academy students come here around the same time every year. It’s no different from back then. I showed the instructors a map of Pedica Forest and previous use data. “It would have been decided as is.”
“Ah, I see.”
“Please take a look.”
Helmut turned around neatly. The door closed right behind me. Hastily, as if trying to block it. That sound called out Helmut’s instinct. The instinct of a predator chasing prey.
Helmut stopped in place, his eyes shining sharply.
‘I don’t have any vis. The manager is an ordinary person.’
If you reach out and break its neck, you will die. Since it’s that weak, you might be able to dig it up if you threaten it.
I feel something suspicious. Should I endure it? A bloody idea crossed my mind.
But Helmut clenched his fists. He controlled the wild impulses within him. I had to endure it.
He was a student at Greta Academy’s swordsmanship department, and there were instructors and classmates nearby.
‘I figured out what I needed to find out.’
Helmut moved his stopped feet. He had limitations. There was no basis yet to break that restriction and move.
*
“Where on earth did these guys hide the alcohol?”
When Helmut returned, Group 9’s table was already a mess. Instructor Patricia grabbed Wesley’s stretched out neck and shook it.
“Instructor. “I feel like I’m going to throw up… Ugh!”
With lightning-quick movements, Wesley spat vomit on the table and hit his head there at the same time.
The people in the group next to us frowned at the disgusting sight.
“That Wesley guy brought drinks. “He is the mastermind who led the group members down the path of corruption,”
Asuka, who was watching with her chin resting on her face, snitched. He, who is strong at drinking, seemed to come to his senses after drinking some water.
On the other hand, the other guys were lying down asleep, writhing around, or retching. It was all different.
“You’re an accomplice too!”
Perfect! Asuka, who got hit on the head again today, rolled her eyes and protested.
“No, I just drank the alcohol I brought!”
“I should have stopped you. “Would it be possible to join the flight by becoming the second chair of the swordsmanship department?”
Although it is not grounds for suspension, it is grounds for scolding. Asuka, feeling aggrieved, pointed her finger at Helmut, who was returning at that moment.
“That guy drank too! “Why are you doing this to me?”
He seems to be selling the word loyalty very well. Instructor Patricia flinched as she tried to raise her hand.
“Helmut, where have you been?”
“I wasn’t feeling well, so I went for a short visit. sorry. “I heard it was Hennessy’s strong drink, so I was curious what it was like.”
Helmut, who spoke straight, had an expressionless expression. The black eyes in the dark forest were particularly eerie. For some reason, it was an atmosphere where I couldn’t hit my head.
“…Ok, fine. Let’s clear the way. “You don’t have any alcohol hidden away, do you?”
“There is nothing like that!”
“That will have to do. “If I get caught one more time, you will have to specially train under me instead of enjoying group activities.”
“yes yes.”
Asuka answered half-heartedly and kicked the lying guys to wake them up. I even poured cold water on the face of the guy who couldn’t come to his senses.
Helmut was intrigued.
‘training? It’s okay.’
If you have Instructor Patricia, it will be difficult for anyone to manipulate you. Even if the training was arduous by her standards, it would be difficult to say that it was arduous to Helmut.
However, Helmut was hoping that someone unknown would do something.
A hunting competition was held tomorrow. It’s been a long time since I hunted. A somewhat risky hunt. I was looking forward to it.
Hennessy’s strong drink is said to be effective in treating insomnia. Helmut slept very sweetly that night. It was our first night at camp.
*
The morning of the hunting competition dawned. Meals were provided until the morning of the third day, when each group left the camp for group activities. After that, it was almost self-sufficient.
The swordsmanship students who woke up at 8 had breakfast and gathered together.
There was no accident or escape last night. Even if we left the campsite, it was a forest and there was nothing we could do.
Since everyone had good physical strength, everyone was in good spirits. Yesterday’s speech was at a level that cannot be considered a forced march for swordsmanship students.
“Is everyone gathered?”
Instructor Alan, who called the names one by one and checked the personnel, began the briefing.
“Now I’m going to explain the hunting competition, so listen carefully! Everyone walks and is given a map near the bow and arrow before departure. Lunch and drinks are provided. If you brought your own bow, you can use it. Be careful not to shoot arrows at people. Be sure to check the target and shoot. The hunting competition runs until 5 p.m. Only game brought to this location by 5 p.m. will be accepted. Come back on time and in advance. The forest gets dark quickly, so don’t get lost and have to go looking for it. It is okay to move in groups, but two or more people should act together so that even if one person is injured, they can be notified. “Keep in mind that there are wild beasts in the Pedica Forest.”
Instructor Patricia immediately received the message.
“For game hunters, the most valuable thing they have hunted is the standard for evaluation. There is no use in catching too many rabbits for no reason. The more difficult or rare it is to hunt, the higher the score. A fox will get a higher score than a rabbit, a bear will get a higher score than a fox, and a leopard will get a higher score than a bear. White foxes have higher scores than gray foxes, so if you’re lucky, you may be able to get a higher score as they are easier prey. Do not hunt animals with young. The same person who caught a deer should not catch a rabbit that is worthless. “We are having a competition, not to stop the seed of the beast in the Pedica Forest.”
There are about 100 swordsmanship students here. Since it was possible to dry up the seeds of beasts, restrictions were placed in one way or another.
