Helmut: The Forsaken Child Chapter 59

#59

Helmut

Episode 59

There are a total of five subjects for the academy’s written exam. History, math, language, common sense, morality. Educational opportunities at the academy are provided equally. The admission fee is expensive, but if you achieve excellent scores on the entrance exam, it is refunded and even a scholarship is provided. The sponsor system has also developed, so stopping studies due to tuition fees is not tolerated. Greta Academy is prestigious because it allows excellent students to continue their studies in some way.

‘First of all, passing the exam is difficult.’

However, here was the only person in the history of Greta Academy who had a perfect score on the entrance exam. And also sincere and motivated students.

Because of this, my studies continued smoothly until the transfer exam. Area, who tested Helmut on the last day, was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

“If I do this, there will be no problem passing.”

It’s a matter of pride for the head of the magic department. Although Helmut did not learn in detail and meticulously, he focused on learning the main points as much as possible. If there are no surprises, you will pass. Helmut looked at Area blankly. It was a positive sound despite all the pounding.

“Really. It’s natural. “I taught you.”

Area said proudly.

“Just review some tonight and get some rest. I’ll have to take a test all day tomorrow. “We have to make it the best it can be.”

And Area held out something to Helmut. Helmut picked up something that looked like a round egg wrapped in paper packaging.

“eat.”

It was a white candy that felt sticky. When I put it in my mouth, it was very sweet and stuck to my teeth, but it didn’t taste bad. Helmut asked, pouting.

“What is this?”

“You eat it on exam day. There is a popular saying that something sticky makes you stick better on exams.”

Even though she reluctantly took on the role of tutoring, Area was quite faithful as a tutor. Seeing as she even gave her candy on the last day. Helmut thought for a moment and then came up with something appropriate for a time like this.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Just pass the exam. “Unless you want my hard work to be in vain.”

Area, who had scolded him, waved his hand and turned around neatly. This was his last class. Helmut returned to Ethan Kudrow’s mansion with a note summarizing the main points he had provided. Ethan, who happened to return early, asked.

“Are your studies going well?”

He was an academy instructor and there wasn’t much he could do for me, so he was a little shy. It was fortunate that Helmut seemed to be finding a way to save himself in his own way. Helmut nodded his head.

“Yes, Area said it wouldn’t be a problem.”

I didn’t feel particularly nervous. He passed the test that risked his life. Taking the academy entrance exam felt similar to carrying out a mercenary request. Still, he had worked hard so far, so he planned to achieve good results.

“Yes, then you are lucky.”

In the meantime, I saw Helmut training late at night a few times. Although I have never seen him practice swordsmanship properly, it is enough to say that Helmut’s training methods are perfect. He was indeed a disciple of the Sword Saint.

‘It’s at a level where attending an academy like this feels trivial.’

Ethan, the swordsman instructor, also didn’t think he could teach Helmut anything. This is enough power to go anywhere and become a knight right now. However, as Helmut said, like oil floating on water, there was a part of him that did not mix with people. It feels dangerous, like it’s on edge. In that case, no matter where you go, you will stand out like an angular rock.

‘I can only hope that my experience at the academy will ease this.’

Likewise, he seems to have become friendly with the angular stone, Area, so I am glad that he is already adapting well.

“You will have to rest well and wake up early tomorrow morning. “The written exam starts at ten o’clock, so you have to arrive at the test site by nine o’clock.”

“yes.”

Helmut nodded readily.

The next morning, Helmut arrived at the entrance to Greta Academy on time. From there, we were guided to a large lecture hall. There were signs with numbers and names on the blackboard. He said he would look at the number on the desk and sit according to that number.

Inside, besides Helmut, nearly a hundred other applicants had already gathered. They all wore luxurious clothes, almost as if they were nobles, and many of them were larger and more muscular than their peers. Although there were occasionally women, most of them were men. They glanced warily at each other or talked to someone they seemed to know.

Helmut quickly realized that none of them had skills comparable to his.

‘Did you say there are eight seats vacant in the second year?’

Approximately 100 students per grade graduate from the academy after completing a total of 6 years. As the number of students decreases as you advance, you tend to receive some transfers from lower grades, and from the 4th grade onwards, unless you come from another prestigious academy or there are special circumstances, you do not accept transfers at all. This is because I believe that if I were to enroll at that time, I would have attended Greta Academy because I needed a diploma.

‘Maybe I’m just reviewing before the exam.’

Helmut went to his seat and sat down. Then he looked at the notes he had brought with him. He vividly remembered every single thing he had learned from Leah, as if it were stuck in his mind. Helmut, who was hungry for learning, also enjoyed the process of preparing for the transfer exam. To Helmut, saying that studying was difficult and boring was an extravagant thing to say. Because he grew up in an environment where he couldn’t learn things properly.

“Now, everyone, please take your seats.”

When the time came, supervisors came in and cracked down on the applicants. The door was locked and test papers were distributed. When the proctors announced the start of the test, Helmut began to read the test paper in front of him. It was a tense moment.

“Sleep, stop! “Please submit your test paper.”

When the final exam ended around 5 p.m., the applicants who had been solving problems all day groaned. The expressions on the faces of those who did well on the test and those who did poorly were the same. The proctor said after checking the number of test papers.

“The results of the written exam will be announced on the bulletin board at the main entrance to the academy at noon tomorrow. The next day is the practical exam. The time and location of the practical exam will be announced along with the results announcement.”

Helmut’s face was expressionless. He left the exam room with a calm expression and returned to his mansion. His head was pounding because he had nothing to do and had been taking exams all day. He was leafing through the books available in the mansion when Ethan Kudrow, who had come home from work, asked.

“How did you do on the test? “They said this test was difficult.”

“I think it turned out pretty well.”

As if I didn’t have a perfect score on the entrance exam for no reason, I answered almost 80% of the questions in the part that Area took. The moral issue I was concerned about was similar to what Area had mentioned, so it seemed like I would pass the cutoff line anyway.

‘It was a tutor worth 100,000 marks.’

As expected, hiring Area was a good choice.

‘Then all that’s left now is practical skills.’

The content of the practical exam was slightly different every year. Since the period was short, it was not possible to prepare by knowing in advance, but due to fairness issues, information could not be obtained from Ethan. Ethan Kudrow was a thorough instructor.

“I can’t tell you about the practical test, but I’m sure it won’t be too difficult for you.”

“yes.”

“Oh, be gentle. “If you show too much aggression, it can be negative.”

He added as if he was thinking of Ethan Kudrow. Does the practical exam also include a personality test? Helmut tilted his head. But it was useful advice.

“Okay.”

Helmut answered and decided to enjoy his rest for today. It was a full month that passed quickly.

The next day, Helmut was able to check his name on the bulletin board at the academy’s main gate. Ethan Kudrow, who returned from work in the evening, said that he had achieved quite respectable grades, with an average score of 70 points.

“The moral score was also good. It was 58 points. “The other scores were that high.”

It was an ambiguous score to say it was okay, but it was somewhere over half a point. Helmut felt relieved that the part he found most difficult had improved.

“I worked hard for 15 days. “Now all that remains is practical skills.”

Ethan Kudrow tapped his shoulder. Now there was only one step left.

Helmut headed to the academy the next morning for the practical exam. The place I was guided to inside the academy was not a classroom this time. Benches were placed under the wallless pavilion, and there were volunteers who had already arrived before Helmut. Helmut walked over to the empty seat and sat down. I was quietly thinking about what to do after the results were announced. I’ll have to work hard on training, but I’ll take a look around Baden. Or should I go somewhere else nearby? Now that I’m out in the human world, I think it would be good to be more active.

“Hey, hey.”

Suddenly, someone spoke to me. Helmut, who didn’t know anyone here, didn’t understand at first whether he was being called.

“hey.”

Only then did Helmut move his gaze as he saw a large hand moving back and forth in front of his eyes. It was an unfamiliar face. It is only natural that Helmut counts on his fingers all the people he knows in Baden. He had a handsome face with dark golden eyebrows and thick lines, but they were so dark that they felt greasy. The other person pointed at himself with a triumphant look on his face.

“My name is Sabat Rugal. He is the second son of the Rugal family.”

It was as if he thought that if he said Rugal, he would naturally know. Helmut looked at him as if observing. Are you introducing yourself? why? This was my first time experiencing a situation where a stranger suddenly approached me and introduced himself. He was confused about what to say. And in a place like this right before the exam.

The boy who identified himself as Sabat Rugal tilted his head and smiled.

“What, you can’t talk because of academy policy? It’s okay, I haven’t entered school yet. “I don’t catch things like this one by one.”

‘What on earth is the academy’s policy?’

Helmut tilted his head and spoke directly.

“I don’t know why you spoke.”

The black hair, black eyes, and expressionless face that gave off an eerie feeling were quite aristocratic. In addition, his face was glowing due to the luxurious treatment he received at Ethan Kudrow’s mansion, and the new clothes he bought were of high quality.

Sabbat Rugal was convinced that a guy like that couldn’t possibly be a commoner. Although Helmut himself was not aware of it, he stood out among the applicants. He was secretly rumored to be a student tutored by Area, a celebrity at the academy. If he is that kind of person, he will definitely not be of ordinary status.

Sabbat interpreted Helmut’s cold response differently.

“There is no need to be so cautious. A guy with skills will get the job. is not it?”

It was a tone that literally expressed the word arrogance. Sabat Rugal deserved it. He came from a famous sword family in the empire. His family produced many of the empire’s greatest knights, including his father, the commander of the knights. His older brother was also studying at Greta Academy and was at the top of his grade. Although he was delayed in coming to Greta Academy due to family issues, his skills were far superior among the applicants, to the point where the transfer exam felt insignificant.

Of course, this is an assumption excluding Helmut. Helmut, sensing that the other person was somehow tired, responded as if he was annoyed.

“Helmut.”

“Last name? “Tell me where your family origins are.”

castle? Helmut recalled his mother’s last name engraved on the pendant.

‘Marguerite Irene. It’s Iraine… … .’

He doesn’t know his father’s name, so that’s the only family name he knows. However, it was also a fact that he should not keep quiet about. Helmut once again thought that it would have been easier for her mother if she had told him her last name before sending her off to the Forest of Pahe. But where did she even know her name? It would have been overly ambitious to expect that much.

“doesn’t exist.”