Berserk: The Prophet

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[This stay in the continent of Pendor lasted 12 hours, deducting 120 points of mental energy. Current mental energy: 210/330]

"Woo~ woo~ woo~~"

When Grimm awoke again, he could hear hurried footsteps and the horns of enemy attack echoing throughout the White Dragon Knights' camp.

Green wasn't surprised at all, after all, there was Cardi, the big traitor, involved; it would be surprising if nothing unexpected happened.

Last night, when Kadi called me to his tent, he was writing a letter on a simple wooden board. He was sending a message to Judas' army, who had been traveling for more than half a month and had reached the border between Midland and Judas. Unfortunately, Judas had already occupied the fortress of Vidas.

"Is there anything you'd like to say to your family?"

It's been over three months since he came out, so Gus must have guessed that he lied by now, right? There's nothing he can do about it, after all, his personality is really hard to trust.

"There's nothing particularly important to note..." Although Green said he didn't care, he still rambled on about how he was doing well.

"Tell them I'm fine, don't worry. And... I'm sorry Guts, I lied to you, but I'm doing well now. I have a very skilled master teaching me swordsmanship. I hope I won't lose to him when I go back. I need to practice my swordsmanship diligently."

Because he had no relatives in his previous life, Green kept staring at his toes while he was saying those things. It was so strange that someone who was almost 30 years old was acting like a child. Is this what family is?

Kadi glanced at Green indifferently. In the past, he would have told him to keep it short, but considering that Green regarded him as his mentor, he quickly wrote a few more lines.

"Gone?"

"Nothing."

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He quickly got up from the animal hide shop, put on his helmet, picked up the two-handed greatsword and light crossbow next to him, and used the sword to pry open the tent and peek outside. The Juda cavalry were swiftly reaping the lives of several servants and attendants who had just come out of the tent and had no time to react. They were obviously prepared.

"Don't go out yet."

Green pulled his sword back. If no one was paying attention, he could still stall for a while until the White Dragon Knights reacted. After all, they didn't even take off their armor during wartime. The outermost layer of the tent consisted of commoner squires, the second layer of noble servants, and the innermost layer was where the knights were.

Bazso gripped the hammer tightly, his face tense. Dealing with such a bloody scene was enough to make anyone tremble with fear.

The sound of Judas' horses' hooves filled the air, and the civilian entourage on the outermost edge, without horses, could hardly organize an effective counterattack.

"damn it!"

A familiar yet irritable child's voice came from the opposite tent; if I'm not mistaken, it was the brown-haired Maca who had been beaten to a pulp by Green last time.

"Don't go! Maka!!" Seniva seemed to try to stop him, but obviously failed.

"Mind your own business! You coward, what you dare not do, I dare to do!!"

"I..."

Green sneered, prying open the tent flap to watch the spectacle unfold. At this point, not many Judas had reached this point, but without the powerful counterattack of the heavily armored White Dragon Knights, these few soldiers in chainmail alone would surely perish if they went out on foot to fight against Judas' heavy cavalry.

After all, the soldiers on the outer perimeter kept their horses together, unlike the knights who simply tied their warhorses to the gate. For those on the outer perimeter, any trouble would make them mere cannon fodder.

Green silently watched from his tent as the brown-haired Maca, looking defiant, wandered aimlessly down the road with his one-handed sword and shield, as if trying to run to the stables.

Another daydreaming brat. Since he dared to raid the camp, there must be a large force waiting for his unmounted followers to die at the stables, or he must have let all the horses escape.

The sounds of commotion grew closer, and the hoofbeats of dozens of horses drew nearer, as if the retinue below were completely unable to resist.

"Pfft!"

"Ughhhhh!!!" A familiar child's voice screamed. The child named Maka seemed to have been pierced through the body by a spear, and he seemed to be not far from Green's tent.

"Hehehehehe, the Midland army is a complete waste, bringing children to the battlefield, hahahaha."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Smash all these tents!!"

At the cavalryman's command, he withdrew his lance and charged towards the frightened servants. As for the tents, he didn't even bother to cut them down with his sword; he burned them with torches. He threw away most of the torches on the outer layer as he was busy chasing after the panicked servants.

"Release the arrows!!!" *Whoosh!* *Whoosh!* *Whoosh!*

Arrows rained down on the Juda cavalry who were burning and killing.

"White Dragon Knights!! Charge!!!"

After a volley of fire, Yuris's voice echoed throughout the entire squire camp. The orderly sound of hooves behind him was as reassuring as ever. With his command, the knights of the White Dragon Knights launched a unified charge.

"Thud!" "Ah!!" All around were screams of agony as arrows pierced flesh.

"Damn it, they got here so fast! Retreat!!"

"Giddy up!!" Unexpectedly, the White Dragon Knights were ready so quickly. But since the damage was already done, the leader, seeing the situation was not good, immediately led his men to run away.

Unfortunately, there were always a few who couldn't grasp the situation, and some who couldn't hear the instructions and were still chasing after the fleeing servants with malicious smiles not far away. There were also a few who didn't have time to stop their horses and turned in the wrong direction.

"Bang!!"

Several Juda heavy cavalrymen stormed into the tent of Green and several other pageboys.

When Green heard the sound of hooves rushing towards the tent, he pulled Bazso aside and rolled twice to avoid the rampaging warhorse. The tent collapsed, and the two rolled outside.

"Xilulu!!"

The warhorse, its view obstructed, reared up in panic.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Two crossbow bolts wounded the rider and the horse respectively. The horse, already agitated by its obstructed view, neighed uncontrollably after being hit by the arrows, throwing the rider off its back and running off on its own.

"Ugh..." The heavily armored cavalryman from Juda fell to the ground with a loud thud, and it seemed he wouldn't be able to get up for a while.

Green saw his chance and stepped directly onto the chest of the cavalryman who was struggling to stand up. He aimed the tip of his sword at the cavalryman's throat with both hands. Even an unsharpened sword can kill with its tip.

"Pfft!!"

The sword tip pierced his throat, blood splattering and staining the entire tattered tent red, splashing onto Green's armor.

[Killed Juda heavy cavalry, gained 320 experience points, current experience points: /]