# 157
Helmut
Episode 157
I felt a moment of majesty from the 2nd prince. Rather than being oppressive, it is subtly oppressive. It was different from the pressure of someone with strong force. The kind of momentum a monarch would have. It was a very unfamiliar type to Helmut.
Luke Yeager hesitated to answer. I have to refuse, but if you say it like this, it’s hard to refuse.
Helmut was convinced. In all likelihood, the Second Prince knows that those who harmed Sword Saint Darian are in Basor and that he may be in danger. Even the fact that the traitor was Rutus Cicero.
‘You know. In fact, it’s obvious if you narrow down the people who have benefited since Darian’s death.’
“You’d better say yes.”
Helmut, who decided to help the second prince, encouraged him from the side.
The Second Prince made a strange expression, and Luke Yeager looked bewildered.
“If you say yes, should I say yes?”
“Are you unwilling? Then let’s bet. “If you lose to me in the finals, you can go see His Highness the Second Prince.”
Betting was the perfect way to make someone do something they didn’t like. Helmut made a suggestion based on experience.
“What are you, this guy!”
Even Luke Yeager couldn’t help but get angry at these words.
Helmut stared at him intently. The eyes were unreadable, but they seemed to be ignoring him.
“Are you sure you’re not confident?”
“Who said that? Okay, let’s do that. But what if you lose?”
“If you lose, I’ll answer any questions you have. “Whatever the question is.”
“good.”
The bet was made on the spot. Helmut declared immediately afterward.
“Luke Yeager is going to visit you. “It would be better if you support me.”
This is a man’s support, so I don’t particularly shy away from it. I just don’t care. Luke gritted his teeth and the Second Prince made a shocked expression.
“You…”
“Let’s just say you have a good sense.”
The second prince stared at Helmut. But he just frowned and didn’t ask any more questions. The second prince left a greeting and disappeared after a while.
“I’ll just go now. Looking forward to the finals. “I hope they both deliver a good match that lives up to expectations.”
Immediately after the Second Prince left the room, Luke Jaeger suddenly grabbed Helmut’s shoulder tightly.
“What on earth are you thinking? “Do you know who that person is?”
“I know, Your Highness Second Prince.”
“Why are you so anxious that you can’t attach me to that person? I told you it would be difficult! “You shouldn’t try to manipulate people like this without even telling them why!”
Luke seemed really angry. After actually agreeing to it, I guess I thought this wasn’t right.
“I have more questions than that.”
A curious question was asked.
“Are the members of the Knights of Palma slaves of the knight commander?”
“What nonsense!”
“Then why can’t you choose for yourself who to support?”
He looked like he was caught off guard. It is clear that Luke Yeager also thought that he was not the first prince. People’s eyes are similar in some ways.
“It’s not that easy! I’m still young and haven’t even recently joined the Knights! “Even my seniors can’t say anything to the Knight Commander, so how can I go around saying that I am against supporting the First Prince?”
“is that so. “Then what do you think of the Commander of the Knights of Palma?”
“I can’t judge my boss.”
However, Luke’s expression did not improve at all. Even his son supports the second prince, and the members of the Knights of Palma are reluctant to support the first prince. Doesn’t the Commander of the Knights of Palma know that? Are they knowingly turning a blind eye and supporting Prince No. 1? The answer was obvious.
“Did he support the first prince because he had special eyes and saw qualities in the king that others could not see?”
“stop.”
Luke Yeager wrinkled his face as if uncomfortable.
“Then think about why he can’t withdraw his support for the First Prince.”
Helmut instilled doubt. Luke trusts the Commander of the Knights of Palma.
But there was just one questionable point. Support for Prince 1 for no apparent reason. Let’s dig into that point.
“Does this mean that the Commander of the Knights of Palma… engaged in some kind of backroom deal? Or did you find a weakness?”
“It could be both. “If so, what are you going to do?”
“That’s… it’s not something I can decide right now. I’m not in a position to do that yet…”
He was shaking.
“If it were Luke Yeager, yes. However, if you are a descendant of the Sword Saint, it is a different story.”
He takes his position lightly. He had no idea that his bright future could be in danger just because he was a descendant of the Sword Saint.
How could Darian think that his descendants could be threatened in this country, Basor, that he created?
This situation made Ethan Kudrow feel unfair.
“Know one thing. “I have a reason to act for you.”
“….”
“Think carefully about what was said here today.”
He will have to think not only about what Helmut said, but also what the second prince said.
Next is after the finals.
Helmut turned his back. I don’t expect much.
But it was enough to get Luke Yeager thinking.
The calculation was that if I throw this out in advance now, it will work more smoothly when the truth is revealed later.
***
As soon as I returned to the inn, Michael snuggled up to me. This behavior seems like it would be very annoying.
“Have you met Prince Hyde 2?”
“okay.”
The question of how he knew was meaningless. Helmut felt that when he faced Michael, his position was reversed compared to when he faced Luke Jaeger.
They know me, but I don’t know them.
‘Unlike Luke Yeager, I’m not interested in this guy.’
If you show interest, you will be caught off guard. I don’t even know if that might be Michael’s strategy.
“What conditions did Prince 2 propose? He needs talent to take on the Knights of Palma. “Except for the Knights of Palma, all other knights support the second prince.”
“There was nothing like that.”
“Are these conditions so great that you don’t want to tell me?”
Michael came out persistently. I even felt the will not to lose ‘Hyde’ to Basor even if I died. Is it because a lot of effort went into it?
“Again, there was nothing like that. “I just visited to encourage the finalists.”
His eyes lit up and he was deep in thought.
“The Second Prince is not a person who moves easily. Either you or Luke Yeager. Come to think of it, you were interested in him too. What does that Knight of Palma have in store? “Is there something I don’t know?”
“….”
What was certain was that Michael’s intelligence was inferior to Black Hawk’s, at least in this Basor.
But that also meant that Black Hawk’s intelligence was that outstanding.
‘They are useful guys.’
Even thinking about it now, I regret not being able to kill Fasho, but I gained a lot from it.
Helmut gained enlightenment through Black Hawk.
That it can be useful to save the life of someone who would otherwise be killed and receive compensation in return.
Helmut walked past Michael.
“I’m just going to take a shower.”
“Ah, that’s right, Hyde! Congratulations on reaching the finals!”
Helmut glanced at Michael, who was smiling brightly as if asking when he had interrogated him, and headed straight to the bathroom.
Now all that was left was the final.
***
The scorching sun has gone and the desert at night has become as cold as ice.
Basor’s extreme heat is also something that only applies during the day.
At night, it was cold that dominated this vast desert. The desert, with its extreme daily temperature range and harsh environment, did not allow human domination for a long time.
The desert was the land of monsters until relatively recently during its long history. No, not yet.
This is because humans have only defeated monsters and cannot live in this barren sand with their fragile skin. Because the desert belongs to the beings who live there.
-Keeee.
A low cry made each grain of sand cry. The red eye glow broke through the white, scattering quicksand and spread over it.
Quass! The sand split like a tsunami, revealing its body on top of the dune.
Dark red skin with an ominous glow. Two huge claws. A poisonous tail.
Its true identity was a huge scorpion that would strike fear into those who saw it.
That appearance had special meaning in this Basor.
Scorpion, ruler of the desert!
However, the man who was synonymous with fear in the desert of Basor for a long time is already dead.
It’s been about 30 years since he fell to the sword of sword saint Darian Defert.
Scorpion was a smart and powerful monster. They fought fiercely, taking advantage of the desert terrain, but were eventually defeated.
But at the moment of his death, he buried his core deep in the ground. It was a rare method for monsters.
Darian was unable to dispose of Scorpion’s core immediately, and the buried core was picked up by one of Scorpion’s young and ran away.
It ate the core and made it its own. It took time to fully digest it.
But he wasn’t as strong as Scorpion. This is because his underdeveloped demonic nature could not digest the demonic energy given to me.
Scorpion was strong because he was smart rather than because of his enormous magic power.
It is natural that a not-so-clever subordinate could not become like Scorpion even if he ate a nuclear weapon. Or it may take a long time.
But time was not given and he lost his freedom.
-Keeeeeeee.
The eyes of the man who was enjoying freedom for the first time in a long time flashed red. A glass-like bead embedded above the head reflected white light.
A pure white power that contrasts with the demonic energy that engulfs its body. It was a divine magic that controlled demonic energy.
It was an intense spell. As a guy, I can’t disobey. Jubak has been suppressing his instincts so far.
But today, I didn’t oppress that bastard. He got a chance to unleash his instincts.
Although the goal was set.
-Keeee.
There was a small oasis on the side where the scorpion’s head was facing. Humans live together around oases. A village of less than 30 households, barely surviving the desert winds.
The scorpion’s tail thumped against the floor, excited to taste human blood and flesh for the first time in a long time. Sand dust blew like foam.
I can’t be patient any longer. It quickly glided down towards the village. Numerous desert monsters were following behind him.
***
It was on the stage where the finals were being held.
Helmut turned to face Luke Jaeger. He kept his mouth shut the whole time with a somewhat stiff expression. Even he seems to be nervous ahead of the finals.
The game hasn’t even started yet. A roar so loud that it numbed my ears was hitting my eardrums.
The shouts calling out the name of Luke Yeager, a member of the Knights of Palma, were just as loud as the shouts calling out the name Hyde.
A situation that is not appropriate for conversation.
Helmut glanced down at his sword.
Fight against the descendants of the Sword Saint with the sword of the Sword Saint. A situation occurred that even the person who gave him the sword could not have predicted.
‘Not even Darian would want me to fight while treating him as my descendant.’
Darian would hope that Helmut would faithfully participate in any victory.
Even if I tried to watch it anyway, I couldn’t. Because Helmut is forcibly shackled.
You can shake it off, but the problem is what happens after you shake it off. I worried about that, but the conclusion did not change.
‘I have to do my best to ‘show off’ in my own way.’
Helmut declared.
“I will only use public sword techniques.”
A powerful voice is transmitted clearly through the surrounding noise.
Luke Yeager’s gaze was cold. As if he was still saying that.
“Don’t misunderstand. “It’s not because I look down on you, but because there are reasons for that.”
“Then you will lose because of those circumstances.”
“I don’t lose. But that means I have nothing to blame myself for because I am strong.”
He doesn’t have the skills to be discouraged even if he loses. Luke Yeager raised his sword in its sheath.
“You’re talking like you’ve already won. “You won’t know that unless you fight.”
“I guess so.”
I like that attitude. Helmut raised the corner of his mouth.
Dang-!
The game soon began with the familiar bell ringing.
