Berserk: The Prophet

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Before dawn, Green was already awake, or rather, he had just finished his trial while Guts was still asleep. He quietly got up, dressed, and packed his belongings.

Despite trying to keep the rustling noises down as low as possible, Guts still woke up. After all, he had been in the military since birth during a time of war and chaos, so he was very alert and usually slept very lightly.

"...Are you leaving?"

Gus's eyes only blurred for a moment before he remembered what happened last night, got up to put on his clothes and see Green off.

As Green heard the sounds of Gus getting ready to get up, he pretended to rummage through his luggage. With a thought, two large pieces of dried meat appeared out of thin air in his hand, ready to be thrown onto Gus's bed.

"Here you go!" Green tossed the dried meat into Gus's arms.

"?!" Gus had just put on his shirt when he instinctively caught it.

"Where did you get this?" The dried meat looks good and comes in a large quantity. If you eat it sparingly, it should last a long time.

"Of course, it's the spoils of war!"

"Then why haven't I seen it before?"

"Of course I hid it. Keep it safe. What if the army's food supplies don't keep up while I'm away?"

"Hmm?" Gus was a little puzzled. He didn't think he had ever seen his brother hide anything, but he always managed to get a couple of pieces of food when he was in trouble.

"You should take it; we still have a long way to go."

"No need, I have plenty more here, I can't carry all of that." Green had just finished packing his bag. The two of them didn't actually have many personal belongings, just some food. The bag containing the food looked heavy, and he smiled as he picked it up and showed it to Gus.

"Hmm... your sword." Guts, dressed and with a heavy heart, handed the sword to Grimm.

Green had already tidied everything up. Looking at the dejected Guts, he took the sword that Guts handed him.

"Alright, I should be back by the time you finish your dried meat." Green opened his arms and smiled, as if it were just an ordinary thing.

Guss went over and hugged him. Green was now half a head taller than Guss. Guss buried his face in Green's shoulder and gave him a deep hug. Although there was still a bit of sweat on their clothes, it was the smell of family.

"Be careful on the road, and if you can, remember to send me a letter! If anything seems wrong, be sure to come back right away!! I'll try to find out where you are."

Green returned the hug.

"Of course, nothing will happen, don't worry. Even if I'm not around, take good care of yourself, Gus."

"Seriously, what do you mean you're not here? You have to come back! I'll be waiting for you!!" Guts frowned, somewhat annoyed.

Footsteps echoed outside the tent, and in the distance, the sound of horses could be heard.

"Hey! Green, get ready to go." Gambino pulled up the tent flap.

"Hurry up and say goodbye, don't keep them waiting too long." Seeing that the two brothers were still saying goodbye, Gambino urged them briefly before leaving.

"Hmm..." The two brothers glanced at Gambino. As Gambino's figure receded into the distance, Green suddenly remembered the conversation between Guts and Casca and suddenly wanted to say something to Guts.

"Gus, when you were nine years old..."

Snap!! It felt like a string in my head was about to break. The string was stretched taut, as if it were pulling at my soul. My mouth was open as if I couldn't speak. An indescribable sense of fear washed over me. It was as if in the not-too-distant future, a minotaur-like monster was going to smash my head open and say, "Found you. Someone from another world."

Those were things that seemed destined to happen the moment I spoke them out!

[WARNING! WARNING! Dangerous remarks detected against the host. Directly altering the original plot will result in immediate elimination by this world!!!]

Please stop immediately!!

It was as if he had been instantly plunged back into the endless darkness of the void, with an unending sense of loneliness and fear eroding Green. In one moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a trial, and in another, he felt as if he had returned to himself after being struck by lightning, but it seemed as if he was being wheeled into the operating room by a group of medical staff? In yet another moment, he felt as if he still existed in this world, but the warmth of the sun could not warm Green's icy body.

"Huh? Green?" Gus didn't notice what Green said at all. He thought Green was about to leave, so he looked up at him and tugged at his hand to prepare to leave the tent.

"Why are your hands so cold, Green?" Gus was startled by the temperature of his hands.

As his consciousness returned, it was as if his wandering soul had returned to his body. His temperature instantly returned to normal, and the sunlight on his body was still warm. Green, realizing what had happened, broke out in a cold sweat. How dangerous!

"It's nothing..." Green could only try to calm himself down. Gus assumed that Green was just a little nervous because it was his first time going out, and shook Green's hand.

"Relax and be careful on the road."

The two of them came out of the tent together.

Several tall, magnificent horses, armored cavalrymen, and a few black-robed figures of varying builds in the middle—likely the main spies for this mission.

Looking at the crowd in the distance, Green was still a little scared, but he still had to remind Gus.

“Gus, don’t trust Gambino too much,” Green said. The two had already walked to the group. Gambino had just come out of his tent to get something for Green.

"Hmph, you lazy brat, there's nothing for you to take. Keep this dagger for self-defense."

Gambino handed Green a sharp dagger, which looked to be about 20 centimeters long and fit perfectly in the child's hand.

"...And this too." Gambino hesitated for a moment before tossing a small bag to Green.

"The money you have on the road can help you find us if you encounter any difficulties. Don't die in a muddle, kid!"

Green took it and weighed it in his hand. Gambino was surprisingly generous.

"Thanks, Gambino."

"Humph."

"Alright, it's about time to set off. Come on, little rascal, my horse will take you." A person dressed in black robes spoke up. There were two children of different ages in the group. The younger one's eyes still looked a little confused, while the older one seemed to know what was coming, but he didn't seem to be in a very good state of mind.

Gus heard what Green said, but before he could think too much about it, Green mounted his horse and was about to set off.

"Green! Be careful on the road, I'll be waiting for you to come back!!"

Green, on horseback, looked back and saw little Guts waving at him, almost shouting.

“Okay! Take good care of yourself too, Gus!!” Green waved back.

This scene made Green determined that if he were still alive, he would definitely come back, even though everything would have changed by then.

"Hmph! Don't die, brat."

Gambino left behind his last words for Green, then turned and walked away, perhaps because he didn't want to see such a scene, or perhaps he was just getting used to escaping something.

"Goodbye, Gambino! My father..." Although the last sentence was not spoken loudly, it was enough. Hopefully, if one day father and son really turned against each other, Gambino would not do anything too outrageous because of this word "father".

Gambino visibly trembled, but he only turned back to watch Green for a moment without waving. No one knew what he was thinking at that moment; perhaps things really would change.

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As dawn broke and the sun peeked out, the boy from another world, carrying his pack, embarked on his first journey into the distance. The golden-red Overlord's Egg on his chest shimmered brilliantly in the sunlight.