Berserk: The Prophet

"You only need a basic understanding of the Grant organ; I think Hohenheim has already taught you some of the fundamentals."

Kadi recounted it simply, saying that this intelligence was a piece of cake for him, and besides, he and Hohenheim often corresponded to ensure the success of the mission.

Green nodded. No wonder little Hanks knew so much; he always had all sorts of stories to tell.

"Yes, Bazzo has also mastered the basic way the Grants speak in Chester."

"It would be best if the two of you went together, Baziso. Try not to hold anyone back."

Kadi looked at Bazzo indifferently, though his focus was never actually on the chubby little guy.

“I understand,” Baziso said in a low voice.

Kadi looked at Green and continued, "After entering the 'Fire Dragon's Nest,' you must quickly gather information about the layout of the various city walls and fortresses, and try to infiltrate them as much as possible to join the Flame Dragon Knights, so that other plans can proceed."

"Remember, do not arouse suspicion from others, and above all, do not reveal your identities. This mission can only succeed; failure is not an option."

Green and Bazzo exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously.

Then, Cardi slowly walked up to Green, and a claw-like finger cot appeared on the index finger of his right hand, which he used to cut a vertical bloody gash across Green's right neck.

A red, vertical pupil opened from the crack in the flesh, looking around.

"Uh-huh!"

A strong tearing sensation came from my neck, and the eyeballs rolled uncontrollably, yet they were indeed rolling around like real eyes.

gross...

"As expected..." After more than two months, the eyes of the demonized sandworm have matured.

"Your vision will be shared with mine, so don't think about running away anymore." Kadi smiled smugly, then turned and left.

Green suppressed his discomfort, his vision gradually blurring. As Cardi left, he was filled with anger and helplessness, realizing that he had become Cardi's tool in the first place.

This is the reality he has to face now, but he doesn't know if the totem on his chest and the god of another world can get rid of this disgusting thing.

Amidst a wave of dizziness and cold sweat, Green fainted.

.........

【Fantasy Continent - Barkley】

After garrisoning and resting in Yaoyang Port for half a month, it was determined that the Serpent Worship Sect could not make a comeback for the time being. The generals of the Allied Forces also led their respective troops away. At present, most of the post-war repairs have been completed, and at least the residents have a place to settle down.

The winters in Yaoyang Port are a bit damp and cold, but because it is located in the temperate zone of the south, it does not freeze or snow even in winter.

Fishermen have already gone out to sea to fish as usual. It is now mid to late November, which is the fishing season for shellfish and other seafood.

Green also ate a lot of sea fish and seafood and shellfish that he could only dream of in his previous life in Yaoyang Port.

Unfortunately, the cooking methods were limited, but as a noble, there were still plenty of spices available for seasoning, making it a fine meal in such an era.

Yaoyang Port has no shortage of edible salt, and Green has also stockpiled a lot of fine salt in his space.

Soon, Trunks will also be leading his army back to Pence.

Early in the morning, Green and Seranti and the others got up very early. Everyone had packed their bags the day before, and the army was already neatly lined up in the lord's camp outside the Great Wall.

They were just waiting for Trunks' order to begin their march, which consisted of more than two thousand men and over a hundred wagons of supplies.

Green and his group arrived at the gates of the fortress and met up with Trunks's team.

"How is it? Does it affect our horseback marching?"

Thranduil rode up to Trunks. Trunks had been practicing riding a horse with one arm for a week. Although he was still a little unaccustomed to it at first, it did not affect his ability to ride and travel at all.

"It won't affect anything, but I guess I won't be able to fight on horseback for a while. Traveling is still a piece of cake." Trunks was in a good mood. He could drive the horse with ease using only his right arm, thanks to his superb horsemanship since childhood.

"Yes, send out more scouts along the way, after all, the remnants of the Serpent Cult may be eyeing you covetously."

"Well, it's getting late, we should get going."

Trunks rode out of the fortress gates, followed by Seranty, Green, and the Holy Dragon Knights' personal guards. The army marched north from Sunburst Harbor in an orderly fashion, embarking on their journey home.

As they set up camp for the night, the coachmen of the supply wagons secured the wagons, removed the coarse linen cloth used for moisture protection, and prepared to gather some food to cook dinner.

Green noticed several horse-drawn carriages covered with black cloth behind the supply wagons, loaded with unknown goods, and there seemed to be a crisp sound of glass bottles clinking together.

"What is that?" he asked Seranti curiously.

Seranti glanced at it and replied, "These are supplies that General Trunks purchased from Sunburst Harbor. They are said to be all valuable items."

The group continued onward, encountering several remnants of the Serpent Cult and illegal knightly orders along the way, all of which were annihilated by the cavalry regiments sent by Trunks.

It wasn't until evening, half a month later, that they finally arrived near Pence.

[Ding! "Chosen One" ability triggered, all four stats +1]

Character: Green [Attendant]

Age: 8 years old

Level: 24 (Experience points required for the next stage)

Health: 65/65

力量：18+5+1【已获得贝利加特的印记，力量+5，已解锁的能力:龙炎*1级，狂暴*1级（战斗中暂时免疫疼痛）。被动：不屈（免疫恐惧等负面状态）。】

Agility: 13+1

Intelligence: 16+1 [Mental Strength 468/510]

Charisma: 12+1

With 24 points of strength, Grimm already possesses the power of most ordinary knights. He will likely find it easier to complete the tasks assigned by the mayor in Pence in the future, and he can also shine in the arena and earn some extra money along the way.

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Pence was brightly lit late at night, but the atmosphere in the city was clearly not right. Thick smoke could be seen billowing from the city from afar, and people were anxiously busy inside. There were very few people who came to welcome Trunks' army and the Holy Dragon Knights.

"...What happened?"

Trunks called out to an auntie who was waiting for them by the roadside. He had grown up in Pence and almost everyone recognized Trunks, especially his striking red hair.

"Oh my god, Trunks! You're missing an arm!" The middle-aged woman was surprised at first, then continued, "The Grand Duke's alchemy laboratory was destroyed in a huge explosion."

Trunks' pupils dilated. The alchemist's laboratory had been under the management of Grand Duke Casarion for over a decade, and there had never been an event that could destroy the entire laboratory. After all, the scale of each explosion was calculable.

The only explanation is that... this accident was caused by human intervention.