The Only Ending for the Evil Count Pig Is Destruction

64 – Scene 064# Helga Wolfwert

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If you want something, take it by force.

These were the words that Helga’s father, Baron Gale Wolfbert, used to say.

It was certainly something Gale would have said as he raised the status of the Wolfbert family with his bare hands.

When Gale was young, the seas of the empire were infested with pirates.

Gale, who was a fisherman, was forced to clash with pirates frequently.

However, Gale, who was a strong trader, used to take care of the pirates himself, which caught the eye of the Imperial Navy and was scouted.

Gale, who joined the Navy, was on a winning streak.

Participating in the anti-piracy operation, he made a great contribution to defending the territorial waters of the empire.

Also, the fact that he is a descendant of Boris Wolfbert, who was praised as the hero of the sea, helped him on his way to success.

As a reward, Gale is given the title of nobility and rises to the rank of honorary admiral.

They were all things he had won with his own strength. The pride was just great.

All of his children, who inherited Gail’s outstanding abilities, enlisted in the military and walked the path of soldiers.

Except for one, the youngest daughter, Helga.

Unlike her older brothers, Helga, who was weak from birth, suffered from minor illnesses.

She had to spend most of her childhood in hospitals.

It was a boring daily life.

The cramped reality of having to wear white hospital gowns in an all-white hospital room.

There was little entertainment for young Helga in that stuffy hospital room.

At best, all I could do was read a book borrowed from an attendant who came to visit me every day.

Helga was not dissatisfied with the situation.

I was able to fully immerse myself in that world with just a book.

Because I was able to escape from reality and become the main character.

Books were her sanctuary and refuge.

Unlike her father and brother, her skinny body was seriously poor.

His stamina was so low that even walking was difficult, and even after washing his eyes, he could not see his muscles.

Helga thought.

You won’t get anything with a body like this. that nothing could be

The more helpless she was, the more she immersed herself in reading.

Because she could have anything as long as she read the book.

Even if she had the strength to turn the pages of a book, she could get the story.

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During her hospitalization, Helga read countless books.

Later, the books brought by the servants were not enough.

So she went to the library on the top floor of the hospital.

It was full of fairy tale books for children much younger than her.

How about being a little childish?

Helga went to the library every day to read children’s books.

Fortunately, among them, there were stories that Helga enjoyed reading.

A fairy tale based on the legend of the warrior.

A story of brave warriors and heroes who save the world from the evil devil.

However, the person Helga was impressed with was not the hero, but the demon king.

The Demon King was strong.

To the extent that even if the warriors and heroes attacked at once, they would not be pushed back.

The demon king was lonely.

Heroes and heroes always had companions, but the Demon King alone led the monsters.

Maybe because I read a lot of books?

Helga found the demon king who wanted to change the world more attractive than the hero who cried out for justice.

To the point where I sincerely want to support the Demon King.

After all, the demon king does not exist in this world.

You can cheer me on.

However, not long after, Helga met the Demon King.

Not in the story, but in reality.

The first time he saw him, Helga couldn’t take her eyes off her.

The corner of the library that was no different from her reserved seat.

There was a demon king there.

A nobleman with pale skin and black hair the color of obsidian.

A cold gaze scanned the inside of the book.

It was actually a funny scene if you look at it seriously.

A boy of about 10 sits arrogantly and seriously reads a children’s book.

Maybe not a patient?

However, if you look closely, you can see on his arm a bracelet with medical records, just like Helga’s.

It was just that the boy was reading a book there, and I even had the illusion that the atmosphere around him had changed.

It must have been because the boy’s appearance was intelligent and even gave off a decadent atmosphere.

No, even excluding all those things, the boy stood out.

“Black color… .”

The boy was dressed all in black.

Immediately in this hospital, there were only people dressed in white, both doctors and patients.

His attire did not suit this place at all.

However, the boy in black sat there with a lofty atmosphere as if he had been there from the beginning.

It resembled the demon king Helga had seen in a children’s book.

The hero in fairy tales was always white, and the demon king was drawn in a nice black color.

After that, Helga came to the library every day to watch the demon king.

At first, Helga, who watched him from a distance, gradually closed the distance.

Because I couldn’t bear to confirm his identity.

Every day I got closer to the boy one by one.

Until then, they read fairy tales in silence without exchanging words.

And on the day we finally sat across from him, Helga spoke first.

“Hey. you are… .”

“… … .”

“Hey… .”

“… … .”

The boy was reading a book with his head down.

I called several times, wondering if I hadn’t heard at first, but I was simply ignoring Helga.

She jumped up from her seat in a fit of heat.

“Hey. Isn’t it polite to answer when someone calls?”

“… … Anything to say?”

The boy sighed and then raised his head.

At the same time, Helga, who met his eyes, couldn’t help but be startled.

Because the boy in front of me was more handsome than I thought.

Because of her long obsidian hair, she would have been mistaken for a woman if it weren’t for her voice.

“… … ?”

The boy tilted his head, waiting for her words.

Helga coughed and said.

“Kuhm… . No, it’s nothing… . What do the nurses say to you when you wear it like that?”

Helga said, pointing to the black suit.

Then the boy replied as if it didn’t matter.

“… No one in this hospital can admonish me.”

If it’s like a demon king, should I say it’s a demon king answer?

It was an arrogant tone inappropriate for his age.

It was absurd to even talk about the hospital as if it were his own for the same kid.

But… . Somehow Helga didn’t like this boy.

Helga, rather interested, opened her mouth.

“name… .”

“… ?”

“what is your name?”

At those words, the boy frowned.

“… Why do you want to know that?”

“just… . We’re the only ones reading here every day. It’s good to know each other’s names. I am Helga Wolfwert. You?”

Afraid of being rejected, Helga held out her hand without hesitation.

But the boy did not take the hand she had courageously extended.

He just muttered in a low voice.

“… Tristan Ruelberta.”

*

“Here you are.”

After class, Blanche ignored me.

Behind him, for some reason, was Wendy with a face that was completely lost in her soul.

“Today’s class is over. I will return to the dukedom for now.”

“yes.”

“By the way… . Who is he?”

At Blanche’s question, Helga politely greeted me behind me.

“Nice to meet you. I am Count Tristan’s ‘only’ escort knight, Helga Wolfbert.”

“An escort knight?”

“Ho, an escort driver?”

Both of them looked at me with puzzled faces.

I sighed and introduced Helga.

“She is Aslan’s vice-captain. I never had an escort driver.”

“Aha… .”

At that time, he said as if he remembered Blanche.

“Aslan… . Are you a member of the Knights of the Iron Lion by any chance?”

“Hoo? You recognized the dragon.”

“Yes. little… . There is a relationship.”

Blanche glanced at me with an indescribable expression.

Although it was a short period of time, it must be because she also had a time in Aslan.

Although he acted as an assassin, Blanche’s official affiliation was Aslan.

Although her record has long since been erased, Blanche seemed to have recalled the memory of that time.

Helga, who had no way of knowing that fact, asked Blanche intrigued.

“You have a relationship with Aslan. What is your relationship with the Ruelberta family?”

“It’s a tough bad relationship.”

“… Bad luck?”

“Yes.”

“Aha… .”

Helga stroked her chin.

That was a bad sign.

“Does that mean you are an enemy of House Ruelberta?”

“… Maybe you can see that.”

“okay. It was an enemy.”

“?!”

A flash of light flashed.

If Blanche hadn’t turned her head away with her superhuman reflexes, her head would never have been safe.

In addition, it would have been dangerous if Blanche had not covered Wendy, who was by her side.

A drop of blood flowed from Blanche’s cheek, who had avoided it by a hair’s breadth.

Blanche growled at Helga.

“… What are you doing now? Didn’t Miss Wendy almost get hurt too?”

“I thought she was a simple b*tch, but she knows how to avoid it and is quite good.”

“Oh, b*tch?”

“oh… . Excuse me. Because of my irritable personality… .”

In Helga’s hand was an iron bar, from which she had pulled it out. It was a pair of nunchucks connected by chains.

However, unlike ordinary nunchucks, a crackling spark was generated whenever the two iron rods met.

Holding the electrified nunchaku nonchalantly, Helga’s tone was as polite as when greeting her.

“If you are an enemy, you said from the beginning that you are an enemy, didn’t you? They are troublesome to each other.”

And Helga, with a bright expression, said a line from a character in an anime I heard somewhere.

“Count. Apparently, all these people can be sentenced to death, right?”