Berserk: The Prophet

As the horizon drew closer, the outlines of the distant volcano and crater became increasingly prominent. Thick volcanic ash, resembling cumulonimbus clouds, continued to rise above the crater, indicating that it was still an active volcano.

With a surge of excitement, the horizon drew ever closer, and as the distance shortened, the full view of the volcano gradually became clear. Its majestic body was covered with a thick layer of volcanic ash.

On the southern side of the volcano, lush green vegetation blankets the land, its verdant hue a testament to its status as a rich and fertile natural pasture. The volcanic ash deposits over the years allow the plants to freely absorb nutrients and trace elements from the soil, resulting in vibrant colors. In the distance, flocks of sheep stretch out like clouds, adding to the land's lively and dynamic character.

As the Stormwind approached the shore, the soldiers on board began to busy themselves. They checked their equipment, preparing to land. On the deck, soldiers moved back and forth, their eyes filled with anticipation and tension.

Green returned to his room, checking his weapons and equipment, and also taking Baziso's equipment with him.

Green walked out of his room with his luggage and onto the deck. Numerous small boats from the opposite harbor were slowly approaching them to provide towing. Captain Kosherif and his first mate were directing the sailors to lower the towing ropes in preparation for landing.

Finally, the Stormwind slowly entered the harbor. Green was the first to jump off the ship down the ladder. The other soldiers followed suit, and everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

His legs were still a little uncomfortable on the soft grass, so Green moved his body a little and took a deep breath. He could feel the fragrance of grass and earth in the air for the first time in a long time.

"Baziso, get off the boat quickly, the scenery here is beautiful!"

"...No, I want to be the last one to go down."

Bazisuo leaned against the gunwale, feeling utterly hopeless, and even his legs felt weak.

They arrived at a large port belonging to Chester, where countless cargo ships and wagons carrying goods were constantly coming and going. Port workers shouted and bustled about, unloading goods from the ships and loading them onto wagons to be transported to Chester's markets. The air was thick with the salty smell of the sea and the odor of goods, creating a vibrant and bustling atmosphere.

Green looked around curiously. The weather and geography of Grant Island were very comfortable in late summer, neither too cold nor too hot.

Accompanying them from the port of Judadu to the port of Chester were not only troops, but also transport caravans, who came to trade silk, weapons, horses, and porcelain.

It wasn't until Cardi and the Judas spies disembarked that Bazzo finally crawled down, still looking pale, clearly feeling unwell from the sea voyage. At that moment, Green noticed a group of people walking towards them in the distance.

Leading the group was a knight dressed in strange heavy armor. The knight walked up to Cadi, gave a standard nod, and then said, "Welcome to Chester Harbor. I am Anderson, the centurion who has been ordered to meet you. May I ask which one of you is Cadi?"

Kadi nodded in return and calmly replied, "That is me. Thank you for your welcome."

Anderson smiled and nodded. "The car is ready for you. Please follow me." With that, he turned and led the group out of the dock.

The group arrived at a spacious carriage. Perhaps pinning their hopes on Kadi, who had shone brightly on the Midland battlefield, the coachman respectfully opened the carriage door.

Green and Bazzo also boarded the carriages behind. Apart from Cardi and Anderson, who were of higher rank and sat in the lead carriage, everyone else rode in several carriages behind them. As the coachman cracked his whip, the carriages slowly started moving and headed towards Chester.

Two people dressed as knights sat opposite him. Along the way, Green admired the scenery through the car window.

It's a really... beautiful place.

...........

After a long journey, the carriage finally arrived in Chester. Green saw the city walls of Chester, tall and sturdy, with many Judas soldiers standing guard, a testament to the city's prosperity and military strength.

However, just as they were about to enter the city gate, the knight sitting next to them drew the curtains tightly shut.

"We're about to enter the city. Due to the confidentiality of this mission, you cannot show yourselves inside the city," the knight accompanying them said solemnly from beneath his heavy armor.

Green nodded, feeling a little dejected. It seemed he was about to do some work he didn't like again. The noisy market outside made his thoughts drift to Wyndam and Gus, who was far away on the Midland front.

The carriage bumped along the cobblestone streets of Chester, the sounds of the distant market fading into the distance, as it slowly entered the heart of Chester.

Green could feel the tense atmosphere outside the carriage. The footsteps of the soldiers, their whispers, and the occasional neighing of horses all reminded him that they had entered a heavily fortified fortress.

Green's gaze swept over the decorations inside the carriage, his heart filled with apprehension about the unknown.

............

The governor's residence in Chester.

General Abecassis, known as the "Giant," and Tokar, the leader of the Sea Beast Land Raider Knights, are discussing plans for their next attack on the "Dragon's Nest."

The last siege did not yield any gains either. Although fifty small cannons were brought in, they were quickly bombarded to pieces by the six bastions of the "Dragon's Nest" before they could even destroy the edges of the gate. They also lost a large number of crossbowmen.

"Can this spy chief really turn the tide of the war? After all, even a siege of tens of thousands of men ended in such a crushing defeat..." Abecassis was at a loss. Despite calling for reinforcements from the Juda homeland many times, the fierce battle had lasted for 13 years.

Juda was gradually losing patience, and moreover, he could not withstand such attrition. If Juda wanted to mobilize 100,000 troops to this small island, he would have to stop at relentlessly pursuing Midland. If he failed to conquer even with 100,000 troops, not only would Abecassis and Tokar have to commit suicide to atone for their sins, but Juda would also have to consider signing a ceasefire agreement with Midland.

"Hmph, the things spies do are ultimately beneath public scrutiny. I don't believe a spy can cause any trouble!" Tokar sneered with the arrogance inherent in nobles and soldiers. He didn't even want to wait for Kadi's arrival any longer and walked directly out of the conference room. Having his men greet him was already more than enough.

As the first knight of Juda on the battlefield of Grant, he was going to inspect the Juda soldiers who would soon enter the city. His heart was filled with confidence and anticipation for the upcoming battle, for he firmly believed that only true knights could achieve victory and shine on the battlefield, not through any schemes or tricks!