Berserk: The Prophet

"Siss, have you decided on names for the two children?" The old woman held Green and looked at Siss with affection, whose expression was somewhat dazed but who was clearly much more energetic.

Xisi looked at the child in her arms, thoughtfully stroked the child's head, and remained silent for a long time.

"Um...Gus."

“Let’s call him Guts. His blood isn’t as fresh as that child’s. He’s the older brother, so I hope he has enough courage to face this world and protect what he wants to protect.”

Gus? That can't be a coincidence. Green realized something was wrong.

Sis gently patted Gus to sleep, seemingly recalling past knowledge, and remained blankly still for a long time.

"And what about this child?"

Seeing that Cice was about to become delirious again, the old woman quickly held the child and asked her.

Xisi slowly turned her head, her expression gradually becoming kind; at this moment, she looked like a loving mother.

"Let's name him Green. I hope he's as strong as his brother, growing wildly like weeds... He has to live a good life... Haha, hee hee."

After she finished speaking, Xisi seemed to have thought of something happy and started acting crazy again. However, it was clear that she was genuinely happy, even if she was acting like a madwoman.

Green stared blankly at the woman who had adopted him with his dark little eyes, feeling a mix of emotions. He had a mother now, didn't he?

......

Three years later.

"Hu, hu, hu."

Green swung his sword in the Trial Realm as usual. Ever since he realized that this was a parallel world of sword wind, he had been training every moment for the past three years.

"System settlement in progress. 5 people were knocked down this time, and 100 experience points were gained."

Character: Green

Age: 3 years old

Level: 12 (Experience points required for the next stage)

Health: 52/52

Power: 11

Agility: 5

Intelligence: 6

Charisma: 6

Character Skills: Iron Bones +3, Power Strike +3, Power Throw +2, Running +3, Riding +1, Looting +2, Coaching +2, Tactics +2, Guide +1, Item Management +2, Healing +1, Surgery +1, First Aid +2, Persuasion +2, Prisoner Management +2, Leadership +2, Trading +2.

Weapon proficiency: One-handed weapons: 90, Two-handed weapons: 102 (+10), Polearms: 85, Bow and Arrow: 74, Crossbow: 50, Throwing: 69.

恭喜宿主首次通关五人双手木剑战斗，奖励10点双手武器经验值、手半剑（2.0kg）、蓝色竞技盔（1.3kg）+26点头部防护、蓝色竞技甲（16kg）+29点身体防护+13点腿部防护、兽皮靴（1.0kg）+10点腿部防护。”

"Hahaha..."

Green lay on the virtual grass of the Trial Realm, panting heavily, but this was not enough to ease the grief in his heart.

Just seven days ago, his foster mother, Siss, developed a high fever. The families of all the warriors on the carriage came to take care of her, but Siss's condition deteriorated day by day. Even the skin around her right eye began to ulcerate and ooze pus. She was diagnosed with the Black Death by the nun on the carriage.

In war-torn times when medical resources and technology were equally underdeveloped, there was simply no cure available.

"Drink up!!" Green roared, pounding the ground in pain.

A bizarre time-travel experience; having lost her birth mother at birth, is she about to lose even her only source of warmth—her adoptive mother?

Space shattered, and with the dawn, consciousness returned to reality.

"..."

I really don't want to wake up. Even spending ten years in the training ground would be better than suddenly having to face reality.

Gus, who was standing beside him, was still young and naive, but Sis's weakness made him very uneasy, so he ran to Sis's tent as soon as it was light.

Today is the day that Qiu Da hired to attack the city. Outside, the soldiers' shouts of battle are deafening, and there are also the sounds of falling rocks and flying arrows.

Gus ran very fast, clearly somewhat frightened by the scene before him. Even from a distance, the sheer scale of it was still awe-inspiring, filled with bloodshed and violence.

In stark contrast to Guts's naiveté, Green emerged from the tent with a heavy heart. The deafening shouts of battle and the overwhelming stench of blood filled the air. The clashing of swords and the screams of agony as blades pierced armor and tore through flesh were incessant. All of this reminded Green that this was not a dream; it was a real, brutal world filled with bloodshed and violence, where every savage and violent gene of humanity could be clearly seen.

What a cruel world! Now we're about to lose the last vestige of warmth in this world. How cruel!

How ironic, I really am just a person who brings misfortune.

Green chuckled to himself as he walked to Sis's tent, listening to the people inside offering words of encouragement.

"Cheer up, Siss," the old woman encouraged Siss.

"Gus, go outside!!"

Just as the old woman was about to chase Gus away, Green also entered the tent.

"You two get out of here! This is something called the Black Death. If you get infected, you'll both be doomed!"

"Ah...! Ah... Ge...S, Lin..."

With a hoarse voice, Xisi managed to utter a muffled and indistinct sound, but it was clearly calling the two children's names. As if realizing that she could no longer stay by their side, tears streamed from her swollen right eye, while her other eye was already brimming with tears. She reached out her right hand to the two children, as if to say a final goodbye.

Green's pupils contracted; he suddenly realized that his adoptive mother was about to die.

"What about Gambino?!" The old woman seemed to realize that Sis was no longer alive.

"Calling him won't do any good; he's attacking the city," the woman carrying the water basin replied.

"Seriously!! When their woman is on the verge of death, these so-called men are really...!!"

"...Find something to gag her..."

Just then, as if sensing each other, Guts and Green simultaneously squeezed through the old woman and the woman. Compared to Guts' hesitation, Green grabbed Sis's hand without hesitation. Perhaps it was because he was a medical student in his previous life, but his mental fortitude was still quite good. He had seen wounds even more horrific than this. However, looking at the swollen abscess around Sis's right eye, he felt an indescribable discomfort.

"Hey! You two...!"

“Green…”

Sis glanced at Green, who had been sensible since childhood, and felt somewhat relieved. She then looked at Gus.

"Gus..." came a weaker voice.

Guss may have never seen such a terrible abscess before, but with trembling hands he mustered the courage to grasp Sis's right hand.

With her two children by her side, Sis smiled contentedly, slowly closed her eyes, and after the last tear slid down her left eye, she never woke up again.

Green clearly felt Sis's departure. He knelt down, tears streaming down his face. This was the first time he had ever shed tears for someone close to him since he came into this world.

Gus looked at Siss with a blank expression as she closed her eyes, thinking she was just asleep, but he also felt a vague unease in his heart. As the older brother, he decided to comfort his younger brother.

"Don't cry... Green."

Gus patted Green's trembling shoulder, gently put Siss's hand back under the covers, and separated Green's tightly clenched hands. Then, he turned around and hugged Green, who was still crying, gently patting his back to comfort him.

"Don't cry, Green, Mommy's just asleep..."