Berserk: The Prophet

Green paused, but then again, he would definitely ask about it. However, he was already busy chasing Yuri, and Best wasn't watching him, so there shouldn't be any survivors who noticed him.

“There was chaos at the time. When Baziso and I were following you, we were stopped by other knights. By the time the situation was resolved, you were nowhere to be found. So we wandered around in the forest. The grandson of Lord Shet, Seniva, thought we were our companions, so I killed him.”

Green delivered the prepared speech, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"...Well, you really got lucky. Well done, here's your share." Kadi took a money pouch from beside his pillow and tossed it to Green. It contained only a dozen or so silver coins, but it was still quite valuable to an ordinary person.

Since he figured he might as well take it, and whether he took the money or not, he was going to be a worker for that unscrupulous boss anyway, Green just grabbed it without thinking. Little did he know that Cardi's deep blue eyes looked so eerie in the dark tent, like a venomous snake eyeing its prey. Green also sensed something was wrong, and a chill ran down his neck, a feeling colder than death itself.

Green was pressed down onto the straw mat by a pair of cold, large hands from behind. Just as he was about to resist, a piercing pain shot through the right side of his neck, as if something was tearing at him. The dragon tattoo on his chest also began to writhe restlessly, struggling just like him.

"Uh..."

Before he could even utter a curse, he could only struggle to get up and try to fight back, but he quickly grabbed his left arm. Damn old bastard, what does he want to do?

A strange dark light flashed in Kadi's eyes, and as if chanting some kind of spell, the fleshy little worm burrowed even more fiercely, instantly burrowing into the skin under Green's neck, stretching out a deformed and twisted bloody imprint on his neck.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Green struggled violently, staggering backward before clutching his neck in agony. He was bleeding profusely, and it felt like something was lodged in his neck. His entire body trembled with pain; he crouched on the ground, curled up in agony, blood dripping from his nose onto the ground. The tiny veins on his forehead were bulging. Every nerve in his body felt like it was being stabbed with a knife, radiating intense pain. He felt this way all over, unable to muster any strength. What was that thing?! That bastard!!

Green angrily slammed his fist into the ground, as if only physical pain could distract him from the extreme agony of being devoured by ants. Since going to the battlefield, Green had rarely uttered a sound of pain.

"What on earth did you do to me?!"

Green stared at the man with bloodshot eyes, roaring furiously like a wild beast driven to the brink of destruction. Even if he was no match for the man, he was determined to tear off a piece of his flesh before he died!

“I told you to obey me. The location where you killed Seniva was so far from the war site. Are you taking me for an idiot?!” Kadi walked over with a gloomy expression, grabbed Green’s hair, and kicked him out of the tent.

My stomach was churning, but even so, the physical pain did not lessen at all. All my senses were expanding and throbbing intensely, as if they were about to tear me apart.

It felt like he had returned to the past, when that man had also mercilessly beaten and kicked him when he was even shorter and thinner. Damn it... This feeling of not being able to control himself was so painful that Green was almost suffocating.

anger...

The hatred in Green's eyes was so undisguised at this moment, as if the man in front of him and his so-called father had overlapped, and in their eyes, his anger and resistance were simply insignificant.

“You can’t escape without my permission. Obey my orders or die?! You’d better watch yourself.” Kadi didn’t want to waste any more words with Green and didn’t even leave the tent.

As the excruciating pain in his body gradually subsided, Green gritted his teeth and glared at the tent. "You despicable bastard, I'll kill you one day."

He wiped the blood from his nose, clutched his swollen neck, and went back into the tent.

.........

I feel hot all over, so uncomfortable, like I can't breathe, and I can feel that fleshy lump on my neck wriggling every now and then... It's disgusting.

The system reported that this thing was similar to an apostle, but it was not transformed from a human. Instead, it came directly from the Netherworld. If it was forcibly removed, the user would die instantly because the thing's pincer-like sharp mouth was pressed against the user's carotid artery and it was also secreting venom.

"Give me your blood...I'll help you..."

While unconscious, a faint yet ancient language echoed in his mind, but Green couldn't find it, as if he were in a fog.

who is it?

Thump...thump...

The sound of a huge heartbeat echoed in the mist. Green looked around, unaware that a pair of huge, scarlet vertical pupils had quietly opened behind him.

"My name is... Belial."

Just as Green was about to turn around, he had already fallen into another dream...

On the battlefield, warhorses gallop endlessly, swords clash, as if battle is the only eternal theme, and peace is merely a distant dream...

Green saw himself kill countless people, including enemies and former comrades, women and children, demons... Even such a description wouldn't be an exaggeration, would it?

The war ended, and only the skeletons of millions of people and the shattered armor scattered on the ground could vaguely identify that these were once living people. Looking at his own palm, blood seemed to flow endlessly from his hand, completely unstoppable, until it dyed the battlefield into a river of blood before finally stopping.

"Tap" "Tap"

Calm footsteps echoed on the blood-stained surface of the river. Green looked up and saw a shy boy with dark blue hair standing before him. Fetnas?

But the next second the scene changed to blood trickling from the corner of Fertility's mouth. Green rushed over in a panic to check on him—but this was impossible! Wasn't Fertility still in Pence's castle? How could he be in a place like this?!

“Green…” The boy looked at Green calmly.

"Who?! Who killed you?!"

Thinking of the time he and Fetnas spent carving wood together under the sun, Green could no longer suppress his grief and anger, and asked the dying boy a question.

"...It's you, Green."

Green was stunned. Impossible! How could he have killed Fetnas?!

As Green's gaze moved downwards, he saw the dagger Gambino had given him embedded in the boy's abdomen, blood gushing out. The blood on the dagger was so vividly red and glaring, and wasn't his own blood-stained hands aimed at him?!

"Wasn't it you who killed me...?"