Berserk: The Prophet

It is unknown how long the siege lasted, but the Judas's offensive gradually slowed down, as it turned out that Kadi had arrived with the siege team's cannons.

Gurunberdo barely managed to stay upright with his right hand, his throat parched and about to burst. He absolutely could not collapse here!

"...Where is Gurenbelud?" Edward pressed the tip of his gun against Watson's neck, though it was not what he wanted.

Watson sneered, "I won't tell you. You might as well kill me."

Edward frowned, never expecting his usually approachable lieutenant to be so ungrateful.

"Was this your plan? To lure the Grand Duke's troops here?"

"Hmph, compared to your despicable nature, I've only learned a few superficial things." After saying this, Watson closed his eyes, looking as if he were about to be slaughtered.

Edward knew that Watson was a loyal and courageous man, but now they were on different sides.

Edward sighed. "I don't want to kill you, Watson. But... we're both powerless now."

The shouts of battle from the city wall were intertwined, seemingly trying to completely drown out the momentary standoff. It was obvious that Gurunberudo was probably on the city wall right now.

"...Let's go, Your Highness. It's time to cut off Grünberudo's head." Madwood's voice rang in Edward's ears.

His gun tip was still stained with the blood of his former comrades, but he no longer had the time to wallow in grief.

Tino, Waston, and their remaining troops were slaughtered by Grand Duke Hokun's forces on their way to reunite with Gurenbelud.

...There was no chance for Edward to show mercy here.

He would never act rashly without waiting for the perfect opportunity; he could not gamble with Folda's life in a battle he had no chance of winning.

He Kun did not intend to abandon the seven cannons, but the passageways inside the "Fire Dragon's Nest" were too limited for people to pass through, so he only pushed three cannons into the city.

Such a formation was naturally intended to deal with the inhuman monster, Gurenberudo, after all, he was a fierce general who had withstood two cannonballs.

...Will this fortress that once belonged to the three of them finally come to an end with the death of Gurunberdo?

Edward took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and hurried towards the city wall with Madwood. Beside them, the three cannons that had been pushed into the city by Hokun exuded a chilling aura from their dark muzzles, each one seemingly proclaiming the end of Gurenbeld.

Gurenbeludo leaned against the crenellations of the city wall, gazing at the several cannons brought in by the Judas below. Sweat mixed with blood streamed down his forehead, and his chapped lips murmured to himself, "We must hold on..."

He knew that he was the backbone of the soldiers, and if he fell, the fall of the city would not be far off.

Gurunberdo felt as if he had never been so disheveled before, not even when he fought Kusha's tiger, he had never been this vulnerable.

Gurunberudo never considered himself a weakling.

When was the last time you were on the verge of death like this? Was it when you were 14 years old, when you were severely beaten by the brothers of those guys from your village and thrown into the forest?

Back then, Benedict Cuth was by her side, along with that adorable silver wolf that was as cute as a puppy.

Grunberdo watched Benedict quietly in the afterglow of the setting sun. The "dragon," who knew nothing of tears, suddenly felt a pang of sadness as he looked at the wound spreading across the priestess's left shoulder.

How could such a petite body bear such horrific wounds? The contrast between the blood and the white dress is so striking.

"...Benedict Cuth".

When Benedict heard Gurenberudo's call, she looked up slightly, managed a weak smile, and wanted to comfort him but didn't know where to begin.

"...Hickel."

Hikel had several new wounds, making it difficult for him to even stand; his whole body was trembling. Yet, upon hearing Gurenberudo's call, he still managed a forced smile.

Ah... he had never felt so powerless before...

Below the city walls, Edward and Madwood had quietly approached them. Edward's gaze quickly locked onto the massive body of Gurenberudo.

Immediately afterward, his gaze hurriedly searched for Hickel's figure.

His palms were sweaty, and the gun barrel he gripped so tightly that it almost left marks.

Hikel...you must be safe and sound.

.........

--volcano--

—Where lava flows.

...asleep.

Green and the shadowy figure who was chasing him fell into the volcano's lava and lost consciousness.

He could only vaguely hear some ancient creature whispering to him: "O prophetic son of man, I never imagined we would meet here..."

It was as if Grimm was looking through some heavy door, from the perspective of a 'dragon,' at the past of this world.

A long, long time ago... a time so long ago that even the Dharma King's Palace had not yet spread throughout the world.

The "gate" of this world can still allow beings from other worlds to pass through. The fire dragon Saimirifudo Garg Solund was accidentally lost here by his parents.

At that time, it was still a dragon egg, but as the son of a dragon, it already had self-awareness.

...Green's perspective began with it.

Its arrival in this land was not smooth sailing. It was found by a tribal princess named Benny, and wild animals on the roadside tried to gnaw on it, but were helpless because of its hard shell.

Until a giant python swallowed it whole, and that giant snake was killed by the guys from the ocean hunting tribe. They cut open the python's belly but found no dragon eggs.

Because it had become tangled with the python's digested food, it struggled for a long time to separate itself from the unknown mass of digestive matter, only to end up covered in filth.

Then... it was found by Benny, who was heading to the river, and after a thorough cleaning, it was restored to its original state.

Unlike the others, Benny could sense the emotions emanating from the dragon egg. The moment her slender fingertips touched the eggshell, Semirofodo responded.

“I’ve seen bears, bird eggs, and whales in the sea, and none of them had a shell like yours when they were young. What kind of creature are you?” Benny asked innocently.

However, Saimile Buddha responded in kind: "I am the 'Dragon,' soaring through the skies, the king of all things, reigning supreme on land and in the sky."

“A ‘dragon’? I’ve never seen such a creature, but I’ve heard legends about it from travelers from the mainland. It’s a being with wings and two legs.” Benny thought seriously, feeling curious about the still-egg-like Semifo.