Berserk: The Prophet

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He shook his head as he watched Bazso swing his sword. Despite his best efforts, his physique and relatively short arms made the swing look awkward, as if he couldn't unleash his full power.

It was already early morning, and the servants who delivered meals were busy preparing for their own meals.

"Let's go, Baziso, let's eat first. We'll need to be full to have the energy to continue practicing."

"Huff..." Clearly not used to such physical activity, Bazso's round face was flushed, and he looked quite tired as he was panting.

"it is good..."

Green sheathed his sword, and the two returned to their guest room for breakfast, which consisted of bread and cheese.

After briefly informing Kadi, they left. They heard that the White Dragon Knights had won a brilliant victory and would return to the castle around this afternoon. The new members would reconnect with the old members of the Knights, and the King would host another banquet, though tonight's event seemed to be even more grand.

Green and his companion only need to return before curfew tonight, since they might be stationed at the Knights' camp tomorrow.

Many nobles arrived early in the morning with their wives and daughters, making it look like today will be very lively.

It took almost an hour to walk to the streets below. Green wanted to ask how much it would cost to make a helmet, because he had no armor at all, and using the one from his spatial storage would be too conspicuous.

It was already past eight o'clock when we arrived at an armor shop. The shopkeeper was reluctant to talk to us because we were children, but seeing that the child was carrying a large sword on his back, he figured he must be a servant from some family who had come to ask, so he asked casually.

What kind of armor does your master want?

"It's not my master, it's just that I want to get some equipment for myself, because I might have to go to the battlefield someday."

The blacksmith shop owner was shocked by what he heard and looked at Green again. What kind of master would send such a young child to the battlefield?

"You're not kidding, are you?"

The boss scrutinized Green repeatedly. When he met Green's eyes again, the boss, who was good at judging people, immediately realized that Green was not joking. The emptiness in his eyes and the faint traces of murderous intent were not fake. This kid had already killed someone.

Although rare, it is not something that does not exist in such an absurd world.

"...What do you want to see? I have to say, leather armor starts at 5 silver coins, chainmail at 10 silver coins, scale armor at 15 silver coins, and full plate armor starts at 5 gold coins."

"...I'd like to see the helmet first." Although he knew that the equipment was very valuable in this era, Grimm was still somewhat shocked because it was too extravagant. After all, how much does a loaf of bread cost? And in such an era, poor people could hardly afford even a loaf of bread.

Green looked at the styles and none of them seemed to suit him. For some reason, he thought of Spartan helmets. The scene in the movie where three hundred warriors fought against nearly 100,000 Persians was really shocking. In history, seven thousand men fought against an army more than ten times their size and annihilated a Persian army of about 20,000.

After a brief conversation with the shop owner, considering the cost of the mane and the fact that being too conspicuous on the battlefield wouldn't be a good thing, a rough sketch was drawn. Since it was a custom-made helmet, the final price was 10 silver. However, the shop owner, seeing that Green was still young and couldn't make a very large helmet for the time being, only asked for 8 silver.

After briefly inquiring about the prices of other items, I realized they were beyond my current means. The arena armor in my space came with a layer of chainmail, which provided decent protection. I decided to get a scale armor vest with bindings on the front and back of my chest, which cost 10 silver coins, equivalent to half a gold coin. I plan to pick it up in about two weeks.

Bazso gritted his teeth and got a set of leather armor. Fortunately, the shopkeeper took pity on them as children and only charged them five silver coins. Now he only had a few dozen copper coins left.

Neither of them lacked melee weapons; Bazso already had the servant's sword, and William's sword was completely unusable after the fierce battle.

Now all that's missing is a lightweight and easy-to-use crossbow; maybe the throwing knives in the backpack would be good too.

In short, it's quite worthwhile to check out the good stuff from the weapons dealer.

It's just something for kids, nothing really interesting.

"This one is lightweight, but it's very powerful. It's called a blasting bomb, but it's very expensive. One costs 1 silver and 80 copper coins, which is worth 240 copper coins. It's perfect for saving your life on the battlefield!"

Looking at the oddly shaped gadget, it looks just like the small bombs Guts plays with in the anime.

"I need 5, can you give me a discount? [Transaction Level 2]"

"Oh, my little ancestor, the quality of this thing is top-notch. I'll sell it to you for a thousand copper coins, no lower price you can go!"

“Sure.” Green readily took out 6 silver coins and 60 copper coins from his pouch. Although his pockets were now mostly empty, he was still quite well-off.

Of course, this only applies to ordinary people.

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After checking out the equipment, it was time to go to the market to buy something to eat. Green wondered if he would see that girl again today.

However, there seem to be quite a lot of people on both sides of the street today. After all this commotion, it must be around 1 or 2 pm, and the streets are still very crowded.

Especially the main road leading straight from the city gate to the castle, where the surrounding crowds cheered and jumped for joy, creating a lively scene.

"Let's go join in the fun."

Green pulled Bazso along and squeezed through the crowd to a closer position. Listening to the conversations around them, they learned that the victorious White Dragon Knights had returned!

The ladies wanted to catch a glimpse of their commander, Yuris's, handsome face, and the knights' gentlemanly demeanor. They were even more eager to see just how imposing and powerful the White Dragon Knights, supposedly one of the nation's strongest knightly orders, were to bring victory to Midland!

The men cheered and applauded the victorious warriors, their eyes filled with longing, as if they too wanted to join them, follow such generals, and aspire to become respected warriors!

The White Dragon Knights officially entered the city, and the streets were instantly filled with flowers. Countless young girls threw down their handkerchiefs from the nearby stairwells, hoping to find a good husband here.

Although most commoners' children could only become concubines in wealthy families, at least they no longer had to endure days when they couldn't even afford a single piece of bread!

Yuri, walking at the front, had blond hair that shone in the sunlight. At the peak of his life, he still looked like a young man with a mature and handsome face, completely different from the fat and muscular physique in the anime. His face was not yet covered with fat, and he looked like an ambitious young man.

He was riding his horse with a triumphant smile on his face as he rode along the city's cobblestone streets. He felt honored to have won victory for the country.

"Did you know? I heard that upon Yuris's return, His Majesty the King arranged for him to be engaged to the most beautiful woman in Wyndam City..."

"Yes, I heard that woman is Minister Hoss's daughter."

So he wasn't married yet at this time. But thinking about it, it makes sense. His assassination wouldn't happen for at least ten years. It's hard to believe that this feudal and jealous duke was like this in his youth.