Berserk: The Prophet

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Seniva dared not speak; after being slapped, he could only collapse to the ground and sob.

The other two men, who were also around thirty years old, quickly went over to check on the two children.

"Damn it, how could they be so cruel?" one of the men cursed. The other man's face was also not good. After all, they were both servants who had been fostered by relatives, so their faces were naturally not good either.

"Hey! William, what's wrong with your page?"

"Let it go, it's just kids playing around, don't make it escalate, it's not a good look." The other man, though annoyed, still tried to dissuade them.

"But my nephew has been beaten so badly, what if he becomes ugly and can't find a girl in the future?"

Green just watched all this with a resentful look on his face, as if he hadn't had enough of beating people up yet.

Cardi walked over to Green and the other man.

"Aren't you going to explain?" Cardi didn't seem to care much. It was just a fight between kids. Cardi would be surprised if Green lost. If Green lost, Cardi wouldn't mind giving him another beating.

"Tch, they started it. They're not as skilled as the other side and they don't even know what humility is."

"You!!" The man glared at Green with obvious displeasure; he couldn't swallow this insult—his nephew had been beaten like this!

"I don't care, you have to apologize to my nephew!!"

"Why? They all saw it, he started it!" Green was indignant, it wasn't him who started it.

The commoners and servants around them lowered their heads and remained silent. Only a few noblemen remained composed, for these were members of the Dioka family. They not only held the title of Marquis in Midland but also controlled the entire salt supply of Midland, giving them considerable influence even within the White Dragon Knights' household.

"Is this how the Galanz family trains its servants?"

The man looked at Kadi with a threatening expression. He didn't believe Kadi, the illegitimate son of a small country count, would dare to refuse him.

Kadi could tell what was going on just by looking at the expressions on the faces of the people around him, but he didn't care about any of that.

“You heard it too, it was your servant who started it.” Kadi shrugged, implying that your servant deserved to be beaten.

"You?! The son of a mere country earl dares to speak to me like that?!"

The man was from the maternal family of the concubine of the master of the Diocese family. Although he was also from a minor noble family, he was used to benefiting from the Diocese family's influence. Now that the young master of the Diocese family had been beaten so badly that even his mother could hardly recognize him, he, as the uncle, had to give an explanation for what had happened!

"So what do you want?" Kadi remained calm; he could easily beat ten of these idiots.

With a "thump, thump, thump," the people around naturally made way for him.

"What are you all doing gathered here? Don't you know it's training time?"

Yuris frowned. He hadn't even finished the sweet three days after his wedding before rushing back to train these greenhorns, so what were they all doing gathered here?

"Commander..." Everyone around lowered their heads upon hearing this familiar voice.

Hearing the voice of the newcomer, Kadi had no choice but to lower his head symbolically.

After briefly understanding the situation, Yuris nodded to indicate that he understood.

"I thought it was something important that made you all go to such lengths, but it's just kids playing around. Tch, does that mean you'd all be watching if I were fighting on the battlefield? Huh!?"

Yuris started cursing at them, saying that he hadn't come to the military camp to command them before his wedding was even over, not for them to watch the show. The battle at the front was still intense, and it was infuriating that they had neglected training because of such trivial matters.

"...Alright, everyone get back to your own business now." Just as Yuris finished speaking and was about to let everyone continue training, he was interrupted by an inappropriate voice.

"But Commander, they've been beaten like this, aren't you going to give us an explanation? Are you just going to let this go?!"

"Solve it yourself, don't let this little thing affect your relationship!"

Yuris rolled his eyes at him. What good was a high status if it wasn't as high as his? Noble blood wasn't for feeding fat parasites. Besides, it was their child who started the fight, and no one actually hit him. He didn't want to be laughed at for making a fuss over such a small matter. He didn't want others to laugh at his knights for being called the White Worm Knights.

"Tsk."

After Yuris walked away, the man clicked his tongue in frustration, but he couldn't swallow his anger if he had to suffer in silence.

Seeing Kadi about to leave, the man called out to him, clearly annoyed. He wanted to see how a greenhorn could be so arrogant.

"Hey, how about we spar a bit?" The man stood up, ready to teach this arrogant newcomer a lesson.

"Ha, you wouldn't dare, would you, William?" the man said in a very sarcastic tone.

Upon hearing this, Kadi sneered, glanced back at him, and shrugged helplessly.

"Then let's do it. Otherwise, the little one will get beaten and cry, and then the big one will start crying too."

"You shameless bastard! I'll teach you a lesson, you little pretty boy who got away with this!" The man drew his two-handed sword from his back and swung it at her.

Upon hearing this, Kadi's expression turned cold. He hated it most when people said he looked like a woman. He drew his military knife from his waist, and only those who had experienced the chill of the blade knew what it meant.

Green stood to the side, suppressing a laugh. It was the first time he'd heard someone insult Cardi like that, and it was truly gratifying! Even though he was quite fair-skinned.

"Ping" "Ping"

Amidst the flashing blades, the two swords clashed repeatedly. The man's swordsmanship was a pure knightly style of fierce attacks and unstoppable thrusts, while Kadi's military knife relied on a technique of using minimal force to deflect powerful blows. The knife moved like a snake, constantly traversing the blade ten times thicker than himself. Combined with his agile movements and positioning, the man's every strike felt like hitting cotton, and he couldn't unleash his full power in a satisfying slash, because doing so would leave him completely exposed to Kadi's knife.

The man grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed, cold sweat beading on his forehead. This man's swordsmanship... was too unpredictable and cunning!

The older the man became, the more difficult he was to deal with, and soon Cadi had stabbed him with several deep bloody marks.

"Drink!"

The man suddenly sprang forward, seizing the opportunity, and in a desperate move, he tucked Kadi's military knife under his arm, preparing to press the greatsword against Kadi's neck.

As if sensing something amiss, Kadi deliberately aimed the blade of her military knife at the man's armpit. With her back leg straining, just as the man was about to use his other hand to restrain Kadi, Kadi nimbly slid backward to dodge the man's grip, gripping her military knife tightly and slicing open the man's armpit.

Holy crap, that's a great waist! No wonder he's Goni's father; his movements and positioning are so...stylish?

The backward leaning motion that Cardina had just made was just like the backbends that dancers used to see in modern times. While maintaining the backbend, he slid past the man's side and used his military knife to slash open the man's armpit like a swimming dragon. Green was really stunned. The flexibility of his waist was basically unmatched.

Grin was truly stunned. It was the first time he had ever seen swords and knives used like this. He relied not only on the weapon in his hand, but also on his own resilience.

The moment Kadi slid behind the man, she returned to a standing position, and in an instant, the military knife was on the man's neck. Blood slowly flowed down the back of the blade, dripping into the mud and sand.