Chapter 14 Helmut the Undead

It was surely a shock for Clementine to see that her former friend and team member was now an undead. That meant his spirit was filled with anger.

Clementine: “Hahhh… Helmut… why.”
Rikka: “Huh?”
Clementine: “Ughh… huh… Why… are you an undead… (shakes her head)… Anyway… I have to stop the undead. Rikka help with this.”
Rikka: “Sure.”

They fought against the undead.

Rikka: “Hahhh… they are not strong but there are many.”
Clementine: “Hahhh… Helmut!… he… he is the core. I think because of his curse they are so strong… I have to defeat him!”
Helmut: “Rorrr…”

She ran toward him and attacked.

Clementine: “Hhhhhahhh!!”

Ding!

Helmut: “Rrrrr…”
Clementine: “Ughhh…”
Rikka: “Clementine I will help you!”

She transformed.

Rikka: “Corrupted Princess…”
Clementine: “Ghhh… Helmut!”

Rikka attacked him with her magic, but he blocked it.

Rikka: “What?!”

Krach!
The cannons also tried to hit him.

Clementine: “Helmut… Ghhh…”

Fisching!

Both of them clashed with their swords.

Clementine: “Ghhhh…”
Rikka: “Now… Dark Smoke!”

Splach!

Clementine: “Huh!”
Rikka: “Now the cannons!”

Krach!

Helmut: “Rorrr…”
Clementine: “I can do this!”

Splach!

Clementine: “Urk…”

Fisching!

Helmut fell dead to the ground… just like the other skeletons.

Memory

Clementine: “Hmmm…”
Helmut: “Why are you just standing there… Clementine…”
Clementine: “Why did you accept me into the group?… Hmm?… You know that unlike you or the others, I do not care what happens to other people.”
Helmut: “Oh really? Then why did you help that child?”
Clementine: “Huh?”
Helmut: “I saw it… Clementine… You always try to act like the others do not matter to you.”
Clementine: “Hmph…”

She started walking away.

Helmut: “Hmm?”
Clementine: “I am The Dark Flower… You should not trust me too much… I worked for several kingdoms… as an assassin.”
Helmut: “Hmmm…”

A few days later

Helmut: “You sent Clementine there without help? Are you crazy?!”
Dark Circus member: “That is not a problem Helmut, she will be fine.”
Helmut: “I am going.”
Dark Circus member: “Where are you going?”
Dark Circus member: “Hm?”
Helmut: “To help her.”

A few hours later

Helmut: “Ughh…”

The rain kept falling and falling. Clementine stood there with her sword, with many wounds and even a sword stuck in her leg. She could barely stand.

Clementine: “…What are you doing here…”
Helmut: “Ughh…”
Clementine: “…These people here… were the ones who kidnapped those children… I killed them.”

She tried to walk but stumbled, and Helmut caught her.

Helmut: “Woah.”

He looked at her. She was badly injured.

Clementine: “Hahhhh… hahhh…”
Helmut: “Clementine… let us go back…”

Lightning flashed.

Helmut: “Huh?”

Patch

Some monsters were nearby.

Helmut: “We are not safe here. Maybe we should find a place… oh… that house there.”

It was an old house. They went inside.

Clementine: “Hahhh… hahhh…”
Helmut: “What were you thinking, going alone without anyone!”
Clementine: “I am not a child… I can do it myself.”
Helmut: “Hhhh… oh yes… you are bleeding heavily and can barely breathe…”
Clementine: “Haaahhhhh… Do not shout at me… okay!”

She looked at him.

Clementine: “I only wanted to help… Why does this always happen when I try to do something good… see… that is exactly why I am tired of helping others… I help and what do I get… wounds… shouting… sleepless nights!”
Helmut: “Huh?”
Clementine: “Ghhh… (cough) (cough)… I only wanted to help…”

She stood up and pulled the sword out of her leg.

Clementine: “I… do not need… your damn group!”

Ding!

She threw it to the ground.

Clementine: “You can go back if you want… (cough)… (cough)… why… does it not heal damn it…”
Helmut: “Wounds from undead or curses do not always heal… come here.”

He tried to help her but she slapped his hand away.

Clementine: “Hands off… hahhhh… hahhhh…”
Helmut: “I have to remove your headband.”
Clementine: “No.”
Helmut: “Why are you so stubborn.”

Peng!

He lightly hit her on the head.

Clementine: “Ouch!”
Helmut: “That is enough now… take it off.”
Clementine: “…ghh…”

She removed it.

Helmut: “Ughh…”
Clementine: “Are you satisfied now?”
Helmut: “Purple eyes… but where did the wound come from?”
Clementine: “Ghh… My parents hated my eye… so… I injured it with a knife… I thought… it would make them stop shouting at me or locking me in the basement.”
Helmut: “Oh…”
Clementine: “But then my father threw boiling water at me. I managed to move my face away… but not my shoulder.”
Helmut: “Hmm… is that why you like to wear it… and why you always wear those long suits… even in summer… so people cannot see your shoulder?”
Clementine: “Hmmm…”
Helmut: “What happened after that?”
Clementine: “Ah… after some time I was sold… for 20 Roscoil.”
Helmut: “Hmm.”
Clementine: “Cheaper than a pot of fruit… hmph…”
Helmut: “I understand…”

He sat on the bed.

Helmut: “When did you start the assassin job?”
Clementine: “At 12… I had to hunt criminals… and kill them…”
Helmut: “Hmm.”
Clementine: “Are you here to listen to me or to treat my wounds… if not give me my headband back.”
Helmut: “No… I like your face.”
Clementine: “Are you making fun of me!”
Helmut: “No.”
Clementine: “As if a young man would like the face of a wounded woman… you have not even seen the wounds on my back and body…”
Helmut: “Well… actually… I have.”
Clementine: “Huh?”
Helmut: “…(cough)… yes… I have.”
Clementine: “Oh really… then tell me where the wounds are.”
Helmut: “One on your back… four on your stomach… three on your shoulders.”
Clementine: “…(blushes)… mmm… how do you know that!”
Helmut: “Remember when you were unconscious once? We had to treat you… and… we saw some things.”
Clementine: “Hmmm… (blushes)… I should probably go.”
Helmut: “Why? I told you I still like you.”
Clementine: “Helmut… stop that… You are young and handsome… find a woman with a beautiful face and… well… you know… other things.”
Helmut: “Why would I, when she is already here?”
Clementine: “Ughhh…”

She grabbed her sword and almost hit his head, but instead hit the wall.

Helmut: “Hmm.”
Clementine: “Stop… doing that.”
Helmut: “You should stop being ashamed of your wounds.”
Clementine: “A woman with wounds is not a diamond but a thorn.”
Helmut: “I do not care what others think… I have wounds too.”
Clementine: “You are a man.”
Helmut: “So what? You cannot do anything about those wounds.”
Clementine: “Can you please just stop.”

She moved her sword away but he gently held her cheek.

Clementine: “Ughh… hey!… ughh…”
Helmut: “Look… if you did not want it… you could just cut off my hand… or at least push it away.”
Clementine: “Ughh…”
Helmut: “It is okay to have wounds… it is not your fault… sometimes things like this happen… but I still think you look wonderful.”
Clementine: “…hhh…”

She pushed his hand away.

Clementine: “Hhhmm…”
Helmut: “Hahh.”

He stood up and placed his jacket on her back.

Helmut: “Hehehe… no reason to be so upset Clementine… it is okay.”
Clementine: “…mmm…”
Helmut: “Also it is raining outside and we have to stay in this house… do you not think?”
Clementine: “Yes… but do not think about touching me again.”
Helmut: “(sweats)… okay okay… at least rest for now.”
Clementine: “Hmph… I will sleep on the floor, you can sleep on the bed.”
Helmut: “No forget it… you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the floor. What kind of gentleman lets a woman sleep on the ground?”
Clementine: “When the woman has many wounds and is cursed.”
Helmut: “I will sleep on the floor.”
Clementine: “Ghh… okay… okay.”