Cloud Thinking

Chapter 140 Family

"Xiao Ya, do you want me to let the Morogen Cult go and not pursue the matter any further?"

In the office, Hilda looked up from the desk full of work at Helia who was sitting diagonally in front of her with some surprise, not quite understanding the request she made.

It was in this place, just over a year ago, that Helia was kidnapped by those damn cultists. This was simply a slap in the face of the Antonio family and Hawke's face was swollen. How could Hilda choose to let her go with ease?

Helia put down the teacup in her hand, met Hilda's gaze, and said slowly, "Yes, but not entirely."

"The Morogen Cult is already doomed to fail. If we continue to pursue them, they might become desperate and fight back with their lives."

"Sister, you know it well. When these cultists go crazy, they have no bottom line."

Helia advised Hilda not to wipe out the Morrogan cult, not only because of the deal with Euros, but also because of her own considerations.

In the early years, the Morrogan religion developed smoothly under Hawke's protection, with deep roots and a wide sphere of influence. Even though it is being severely suppressed now, it is impossible to pull out all the believers hiding in the dark in a short period of time.

Once these cultists feel a huge threat, there is no guarantee that they will not go to extremes and launch suicide attacks or commit horrific serial murders like the Lord they believe in.

Out of consideration for maintaining public safety, Helia felt that they could relax a little. The pursuit must continue, otherwise the people below would feel uneasy, but they didn't have to be pursued so closely, lest they bite back in desperation.

After hearing this, Hilda placed her hands on the table, thinking deeply. Finally, she nodded and said, "You have a point. These crazy people never play by the rules. We are busy with the post-war restoration projects, so we can't ask them to sabotage us."

Helia expected to successfully persuade Hilda, but she did not come here just for this matter, she also came to say goodbye.

"Sister Hilda, I have almost finished what I needed to do. There is nothing more for me to do here. It is time for me to leave."

Helia stood up and slowly walked to Hilda's desk. She looked at Hilda across the pile of documents on the desk. "I'm afraid it will be hard for us to meet again after this separation. I wish you all the best and success in everything."

"Are you really not going to stay a few more days? It's snowing heavily these days and the roads are covered with snow. I'm afraid it will be difficult to travel." Hilda tried to persuade him to stay.

"Sister, you know that snow is nothing to me." Helia said with a smile, "It's mainly because there's nothing to do here. I don't understand the post-war affairs, so I won't stay and cause trouble."

The main reason was that she didn't want to stay in this troubled place any longer. She always had a bad feeling that if she stayed for a few more days, trouble would come to her. She was really scared.

Hilda knew that Helia was determined to leave, so she sighed and asked, "I have already sent people to search the tower. Do you have anything else to tell me?"

She was very concerned about Helia's whereabouts during the year she disappeared, and she also wanted to know why the Morrogan Church kept pestering Helia, but out of an instinctive intuition, she was actually a little afraid of the truth that was difficult to see or grasp.

She felt that if she learned the truth, something in her heart would be overturned and she would pay a huge price for it.

This was a big matter concerning Helia's secret, so she asked this question because she wanted Helia to help her make a decision, whether to continue digging deeper or to cut her losses here.

Helia was silent for a long time, the scale in her heart kept shaking up and down, and she had to find a balance in the increase and decrease of weights before she could make the final decision.

"Destroy the tower, and the secret of my disappearance along with it," Helia said. "As for my disappearance, tell the public that I ran away from home because of a temper tantrum, and got lost in the Sad Forest."

Hilda frowned and pressed her lips into a straight line. She seemed to have a lot of questions to ask, but she couldn't ask anything. All her unspoken words turned into a light sigh, "Forget it, everything is up to you."

"Thank you sister."

Hilda stood up, walked around the table, and pulled Helia into a hug, squeezing all her mixed feelings about her into a tight embrace.

No matter what, Helia is her sister. They both have the blood of Antonio's family in their veins. They are inseparable family members and a home where they can rely on each other.

Just like Hawke's obsession with Madeline, Hilda, under the influence of her parents, also has an obsession with Helia - she wants her to be well, she wants her to be happy, and she is willing to give everything for her.

Family is such a magical existence. Even if you have never met them in the past ten years or so, when you meet them for the first time, it seems that something in your body is awakened. Your blood beats, inducing the seed buried deep in your heart.

Compared to the cold-blooded Abraham royal family, the Antonio family attaches great importance to family bloodline and family. Family is always the uncompromising bottom line in their hearts and a treasure that they will protect until their death.

There is no need to explain the connection between them. The red hair is like blood that connects them tightly. Even if they are far away, there is still an invisible red thread rooted in the blood, connecting them, which cannot be cut even by the sharpest scissors in the world.

They are family.

How envious, Helia thought. The original owner lived in love from beginning to end. She was born in the greatest love of her mother and grew up in the most sincere love of her brothers and sisters. So it was no wonder that she could not accept Starley sharing this love that belonged to her alone.

If the original owner were still alive, she would probably not be jealous of Starley anymore, because the Antonio family would always stand behind her, and Starley would never be able to take away this love.

What a pity... What a pity that in the original plot, Helia had almost no connection with the Antonio family. She always misunderstood that Hawke hated her, and naturally thought that Hilda and the others would hate her, so she never expected to get love from them.

She placed all her hopes on Claude and Eric, so once Stellar took away their love, Helia would raise her back high and attack like a beast whose territory had been invaded.

Just like when she came, Blot was still by her side, but there were many differences. When Helia came, she was so weak that she seemed to be broken by a gust of wind, but now Helia was strong enough to kill a cow.

On the other hand, Blott looked exhausted. Even though he tried hard to maintain a smile on his face, one could still feel the exhaustion and fragility emanating from the depths of his soul through his skin.

To them, Hawke is the pillar of the house. They grow up under Hawke's protection and can indulge in doing whatever they want. Hawke gives them the confidence to move forward.

Even though Hilda and the others have grown up to be able to stand on their own feet, Hawke is not only their material support, but also their spiritual pillar.

It was like crossing a single-plank bridge. Now there was no father under the bridge who could catch them steadily. They had to take responsibility and move forward step by step carefully and cautiously.

"Brother Blot, if you are tired, you can lean on me and sleep for a while." Helia patted her shoulder and invited with a smile.

When I came here before, I fell asleep on Blot's legs because I was carsick. Now I am just returning the favor.

"I appreciate Aya's kindness. I'm fine. I just didn't get enough rest last night." Blot forced a smile, but the grayness under his eyes fiercely refuted his words.

"The carriage is relatively stable. If you don't mind, you can take a nap in the carriage." Helia said, "I have learned a lot of magic recently, one of which is sleeping magic. If you can't sleep, I can help you."

She reached out and grabbed Blot's sleeve, and said with concern: "There's no need to force yourself in front of your family."

"My brother can also rely on me, just as I rely on him. Isn't family a place where people can rely on and trust each other?"

"I also want to help you share the burden. I can also share it for you. Please don't reject me."

Blot met Helia's serious gaze, looking at her increasingly ugly face, his heart felt as if it was soaked in warm water, warm and swollen, a smile spread from the bottom of his heart, replacing the tiredness on his face.

He held Helia's hand and could feel the warmth coming from her body, as well as the call from their blood.

Yes, they are family, people you can rely on when you are in trouble and lonely, a harbor you can return to at any time, and relatives you can confide in and pour out your love at any time.

"Aya has grown up." Blott touched Helia's head with satisfaction and slowly cheered up. Even Aya was growing and moving forward, so how could he, as her brother, stand still?

He stood up and sat next to Helia, leaning gently on Helia's not-so-broad shoulders and closing his eyes, "Thank you, Aya."

Helia lowered her eyes and stared at Blot's calm face for a long time. Her half-closed eyelids hid all the emotions in her eyes. After a long time, she opened her mouth and silently said "I'm sorry."

Then she raised her hand and gently touched his forehead, casting a sleeping spell on him, giving him a peaceful dream.

Everything started with her, and it should end with her.

She actually didn't expect that Hawke's departure would be such a big blow to Hilda Blot and the others. She underestimated the affection between them, just as she underestimated Madeline and Hawke's love and dedication to her.

After all, Hawke died because of her. No matter how much she tried to convince herself that it was not her fault and that she was also a victim, she still felt uncontrollable sadness and guilt when she saw the lonely and haggard faces of her relatives.

I'm sorry, brother.

Sorry, sister.

I'm sorry, brother.

I'm sorry, aunt.

I'm sorry, uncle.

And thank you, uncle...

When Helia officially appeared in front of everyone at Carter College as a princess, it did not cause much of a stir. After all, the matter had already spread, and once the novelty wore off, no one paid much attention to it.

Naturally, the academy would not roll out the red carpet to warmly welcome Helia's arrival. It is inconvenient for a neutral party to show a biased attitude openly, so no matter whether you are a princess or a prince, you are all students at Carter's Academy and you must abide by the rules of the academy.

Blott temporarily stayed in Elman to handle the business in the bazar. It happened that Yoliv had graduated from college and was learning to take over the Frank family business. The two of them could learn from each other and make progress together.

As soon as Helia came out of the dean's office, she bumped into Levita who rushed over. He grabbed Helia's arm excitedly, his eyes full of fanaticism, which scared her. She thought he was a homeless lunatic who came out of nowhere.

"Your Highness Helia! Do you have the dragon's body in your hands?" Levita asked loudly, his tone unable to conceal his excitement, and even his hands were shaking involuntarily.

Helia nodded hesitantly, and then saw Levita cheering excitedly. She immediately changed her expression to a flattering one, and begged, "Then Your Highness, can you please take it out so that I can study it! I have never seen a real dragon in my life!"

"Teacher, are you here for this?" Helia did not agree immediately, but asked Levita's purpose.