Berserk: The Prophet

"charge!!"

With a command from leader Aaron, the White Dragon Knights fully prepared for the charge. The massive sound and tremor of thousands of hooves pounding the ground simultaneously was enough to intimidate everyone. The adrenaline rush and the cold, steady weapons in their hands were enough to occupy their minds. They didn't need to think about anything else, only to swing their weapons and try to survive on the battlefield.

"Kill!" "Kill!!"

The battle cries echoed across the battlefield, dominating everyone's minds like a raging flood.

"Pfft," "Sizzle," "Bang," "Ping ping"

The sounds of flesh being pierced by spears and swords, and the clash of swords denting armor, were incessant.

[Applied spear charge damage, killing the Blue Whale Knight, gaining 960 experience points]

With the force of the charge, Grimm's lance luckily pierced the body of a severely wounded Blue Whale Knight. Unfortunately, the lance broke instantly against such a tough nut to crack. Grimm could only draw his greatsword from his back and continue slashing across the battlefield.

"HIA!" "Pfft!"

Bazso also stood beside Green, wielding his battle axe. The armor-piercing weapon was not to be underestimated, and it played a significant role on horseback, denting the armor of two or three Blue Whale Knights.

However, with more people than meat, Green and Bazso didn't kill many in total. The impact of their swords clashing made Green's hands go numb. Even with equal strength, the recoil caused by the size difference was still hard to dispel. He still needs to practice more.

"Yay!!" "Wuhu~"

The battle was over, and everyone cheered in victory. The next step was to clean up the battlefield. After reuniting with the teams of Generals Yuris and Eric, they briefly explained the situation of the battle and began to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils of war.

Aside from confiscating spoils like armor and weapons, wallets and the like are kept by whoever finds them. Of course, even if they covet these spoils, the noble knights and the White Dragon Knights, who hold the highest honor in Midland, will not participate. Half of the knights in Tumel are of noble birth and will also not participate in searching corpses, which would be an insult to their knightly dignity. As for the other half, it's hard to say. After all, there are plenty of poor people who still care about their reputation. If there's money to be made, who would refuse to pick up something?

However, they were clearly out of luck this time. After all, there were only about a hundred knight corpses to deal with, which were quickly taken care of by the servants. Green and Bazso only managed to grab a few silver coins; how could they possibly compete with the adults?

Around fifty Blue Whale Knights were injured to varying degrees, but luckily they weren't trampled into mincemeat. Instead, they were tied up, and their only options were for their families to pay for their ransom, or for them to be sold as prisoners of war to underground venues for bloody entertainment or forced to do hard labor in mines.

Clearly, the latter was either because the family couldn't afford to redeem the property or because of the man's commoner status.

Come back fully loaded.

.........

Barkley's Afternoon.

After finishing his morning classes and having lunch and a short rest, Green, carrying his greatsword on his back, was preparing to go to the training ground to practice his swordsmanship.

"...Vegas, stop fooling around and get down here."

"...Meow~"

Fetnas stood under the birch tree beside the courtyard, looking up at the little white cat with a nervous expression. He wondered how it had managed to climb up there. The birch tree looked quite old, with a thick trunk that was nearly ten meters tall. Including the leaves and crown, it was probably sixteen or seventeen meters tall. The little cat was climbing on a smaller branch, about twelve meters high.

Look at Fertness's chubby face, he's probably getting really anxious down there. The servants are probably still resting at this hour.

Green shook his head, walked over, put the greatsword aside, took a few steps back, and then rushed up, grabbing the tree trunk with both hands and feet and climbing upwards.

"Meow~"

Seemingly knowing that Green had come to pick it up, Vegas nervously stretched out its paws and scratched at the bark on the tree branch, meowing excitedly and licking its pink nose with its barbed pink tongue.

In no time, Green had already climbed ten meters. As for why he climbed the tree... well, he and Gus were chasing a wild boar that suddenly jumped out of the woods while they were fetching water, which triggered their human potential.

Moreover, having climbed Pence in the dead of winter...

Climbing was a piece of cake for Green; it was just climbing a tree. Only Fertness, watching from below, didn't dare to breathe, his heart pounding in his throat. How could a human do that?

Come on, little kitty.

Green stretched out his right hand and rested it on a tree branch, only then noticing that the white kitten was a heterochromatic cat with a blue right eye and a golden left eye.

Vegas naturally walked onto Green's arm and obediently used her paws to hold Green's shoulder in place.

"Meow~"

The cat's twitching sound was just like it was being affectionate. Vegas rubbed against Green's cheek, making Green chuckle because it tickled him.

Now all you have to do is go down, relax your hands and legs, and you can slide down the long tree trunk.

"Sa"

A pair of leather riding boots landed firmly on the ground. It must be said that the medieval-style riding breeches and vest were of good quality, with only some leaves and bark scraps on them.

"Here you go, your little kitten."

Unlike cat lovers, Green cleanly and efficiently lifted Vegas by the scruff of the neck and handed the cat to Fetnas. Fetnas, shocked, quickly hugged the cat to his arms. Fortunately, the kitten didn't kick around.

"...Are you alright?"

While grooming Vegas, Fetnas checked Green for any injuries. At such a young age, his muscles were already so well-developed; he didn't seem like a child his own age.

Only Vegas meowed and grumbled in Fertness's arms, seemingly expressing her dissatisfaction at being pulled up by the scruff of her neck.

"No problem, just don't let it run around like that next time. I'm going to the training ground now."

Green dusted off the debris from his clothes and pants, then slung his greatsword, which was almost as tall as him, back over to the training ground.

"Um...wait for me, Ryan."

Fetnas felt a pang of guilt as he watched Green's retreating figure. He hadn't thanked him yet, and they had just been arguing earlier. Despite feeling embarrassed, he took a step and chased after him.

"Thank you for saving Vegas, Ryan."

"It's nothing, don't mention it."

"You're really amazing! You managed to climb such a tall tree..."

"Haha, this is nothing, you'll understand when you join the Holy Dragon Knights..."

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