Berserk: The Prophet

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Actually, Bazso's outfit isn't that bad if he dresses up a little, but this outfit is really too tight. It seems like it can't support his huge body at all. It looks like the fabric will burst open and expose the wool inside if he bends over or makes any movements.

"Uh..."

Seemingly aware of his own size, Bazso didn't dare to make any big movements after putting on his clothes.

"Let's make a separate set for that child... after all, it's one size fits all." The tailor shop owner tactfully avoided the awkward topic.

"Okay, how long will it take to pick it up?"

"Probably around the 7th day... Hey, Ellie, how long do you think it will take for this kid's fleece-lined robe with sleeves to be ready?"

"...I still have two guests ahead of me, it'll be at least five days from now, right?"

"Alright, come back in five days. I'll have to trouble you to wait a bit, young man."

"Today's total is one hundred copper coins, but you'll need to pay an extra 20 copper coins to make this young man yours." When it came time to collect the money, the shopkeeper smiled like a shrewd merchant.

"Can't you make it any cheaper?" They still wanted to haggle.

"I'm just running a small business, kid!"

[System detected trading activity; current trades +2]

"Perhaps we'll need to come back and buy clothes for the deep winter."

"That's perfect, you'll definitely need the rawhide coats..."

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After a series of recommendations from the boss, Green was particularly satisfied with the adult-sized rawhide coat. Such a thick fur coat must be very warm, but it seemed a bit bulky to wear. So the two of them measured their sizes and, thanks to the skill, only paid a deposit of 40 copper coins, leaving 80 copper coins remaining.

"You're quite the bargainer, boss."

Even Bazso, from a merchant family, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. As for the rawhide coat and such, he'd need it sooner or later anyway. All in all, there was still a considerable amount of money left over—enough to buy ten servings of lamb shanks!

"No problem, we'll save money wherever we can." The comfort of the new clothes made Green feel a little proud. He didn't expect that a silver coin had such great purchasing power. So far, he still had 33 copper coins and 8 small copper coins left.

Green had a pretty good grasp of the world's concept of money. One gold coin was equivalent to the purchasing power of 20 silver coins, while one silver coin was worth 160 copper coins. One copper coin could be further divided into 10 smaller copper coins, which were known in various places as "little florins".

I didn't expect Gambino to be so generous.

Green hummed a little tune as he prepared to buy some food for the afternoon. He was busy all afternoon, and perhaps because meat is easier to digest, he wasn't very hungry. He was used to eating two meals a day in this day and age, so he decided to buy some snacks and hurry back. Although it was autumn, the midday sun was still unbearably hot.

Following the aroma, I arrived at a winery that sells wine and a bakery.

The freshly baked white bread looked more delicate and soft than the ordinary bread in the space where there was little warmth. It was a food that commoners and even poorer nobles did not often eat. They also sold some butter.

Anyway, as long as you have money, you can enjoy life more and more. Along the way, the poor and most serfs I saw didn't even have hard black bread to eat.

Compared to the abject poverty of most of Midland, the city of Windam was remarkably prosperous.

Having not tasted fine wine for a long time, Green was clearly eager to try it. Coming here, it would be a shame not to savor the unique medieval cuisine.

I drank the last of the water in my water bag, and filled it with sweet wine, which cost four copper coins and eight small florins. But when I got closer, I realized that the white bread looked rather small, probably only half the size of a regular loaf. One loaf cost ten copper coins. I bought two, and then I didn't have many copper coins left in my pocket. I bought a small portion of butter, which looked to be only twenty or thirty grams, and it cost me five or six copper coins.

The bag that held the copper coins was visibly deflated.

Although he felt a little sorry for his wallet, he figured it was better to eat something good in the current situation, since health was the most important thing. Besides, he hadn't eaten anything good in the years he'd been here, which was tough on his modern palate.

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"Hee hee hee"

"Hahaha"

The children on the street were playing and frolicking. Some were sharing their new toys, while others were sitting alone. Some of these children were covered in dust and mud, while others were dressed in cleaner clothes. But without exception, these children did not have any prejudice against superiors or inferiors. They were just equal friends chasing and playing happily together.

A white-haired child walked out of the alley. He was wearing a clean white woolen blouse with a belt, gray linen trousers, and ankle boots, and looked like he came from a well-off family.

The child was about 1.2 meters tall, with fair skin, silver-white hair, light blue eyes, a small and high nose, and a cute, pink cherry-like mouth. She was simply a natural beauty.

He stood out as he walked into the group of children, and soon many of his friends excitedly surrounded him.

"Hehe, Gerry, why do you look so gloomy today? Where's your doll?"

Gerry, feeling down, was surrounded by his friends. He hadn't been able to sleep since yesterday because the doll was not only his favorite toy, but also something very important to him. He had just been showing it off to his friends all day.

"Don't even mention it, I accidentally bumped into someone and got robbed..."

Gerry was extremely upset. He found a familiar stone step and sat down, resting his little face on his hand in a depressed mood.

"Huh? Who is it?! They even dare to steal our boss's stuff, that's outrageous!"

"Yeah, yeah."

The children around started chattering.

"...What's his name?"

The children around him were asking questions, but Gerry noticed the blond boy next to him whose face was a little swollen. He must have been caught stealing again for his seriously ill mother.

His mood today seemed different from usual, as if he had something on his mind.

The children around him were asking questions eagerly, and Gerry decided to give it a try.

“He said his name was Green…?” Green answered the children.

Green?

The blond boy's pupils contracted slightly. Could it be such a coincidence?

The little boy looked at Gerry with a bright expression and placed his thin hand on Gerry's shoulder.

"Do you know him? Boss!?"

Gerry was taken aback by the boy's sudden action.

"If I knew, I wouldn't be asking you. Have you seen him, Judau?" Gerry suddenly seemed surprised and grabbed the boy's shoulders. If it really was the same person, then his doll had been found!

"Hiss, if it really is the same person, then we might have met before!" The blond boy hissed as his wound was touched, then continued their conversation. Fortunately, Gerry released his grip in time, and Judau recounted what had happened that day...

The more they listened, the more convinced they were of that person's Geri. They immediately described the person's appearance and clothing to their friends, and began their journey to search the alleyways...