Berserk: The Prophet

Green reacted immediately, and his men with shields stood in the front row, ready to defend against the enemy's attack.

"Whoosh!" "Crackling!"

The arrows, which were off balance, were easily sliced ​​away by the greatsword in Grimm's hand.

With a volley of arrows, the rogue henchmen and the fugitive leader on the other side also launched a charge.

"Charge!! Giddy up!"

Green led his men in a charge, his tactic being to draw all the firepower of the enemy's cavalry while gradually eliminating the enemy's archers in the rear.

Although those few broken arrows weren't much, their sheer number made up for it. As the saying goes, "Many ants can kill an elephant," so it's better to deal with them as soon as possible than to let them drag on until there are casualties.

Green spurred his horse straight at one of the rogue henchmen beside the fugitive leader, who also picked up his lance and tried to stab Green.

"Bang!" [Speed ​​boost, deals 48 damage to the opponent]

Amidst the flashing blades, the greatsword cleaved the attendant's armor, cracking it open with the sound of ribs splitting, and blood gushed out.

"Giddy up!!" But Green, with his masterful control of the horse, dodged the lance and rode away.

"Ugh... Damn it! Chase after them! Giddy up!"

"drive!!"

Driven by hatred, the group of followers chased after Green. Green sneered and led them to an open area on a plain. Seeing that the time was right, he turned his horse around to prepare for another charge.

The gray steed beneath them was fast, already leaving them quite a distance behind. However, Sister Sanna was also catching up behind them on the hunting horse she had just taken from the heretics. At the moment, no one had noticed the female cavalry behind them.

"drive!"

Green understood, and once again spurred his horse straight at the group, his greatsword already itching to be used.

"You could have abandoned your companions and run away, but you still dared to come here to die?!"

The fugitive leader was enraged. He had been chasing for a long time without success and was about to give up when this kid dared to disregard him like that! So he drew his foreign military sword, spurred his horse, and charged forward, determined to teach this brat a lesson!

"Ping!"

Sparks flew as the swords clashed, and a nick appeared on the thin blade of the military knife.

Green did not stop, and immediately rode around to strike a squire, who raised his shield.

"bang"

"I'll help you, Green!"

At this moment, Sanna caught up and slashed at the wounded squire with her one-handed sword. The squire closed his eyes in disbelief and fell off his horse, while the horse fled in fright.

"Damn bitch!!"

Only then did the three notice Sanna. Seeing their companion die at the hands of a woman, they were furious and spurred their horses to fight, but were entangled by Green. The greatsword then slashed the back of another rogue squire who was trying to sneak up on Sanna while she was not paying attention.

"Ugh... damn it!"

"Hmph, it's two to three now. If you want to hurt her, you'll have to get past me first!" Green rode his horse, brandishing his greatsword and pointing it directly at the three men, his mocking expression full of sarcasm.

"Don't be so arrogant, kid!!" The fugitive leader's eyes were bloodshot as he spurred his horse straight at Green, completely enraged.

Green steered his horse away from Sanna before turning back, wielding a 1.3-meter-long greatsword, and rode straight for the head of the fugitive leader.

"Die!! Hehehe..."

A hint of madness flickered in the eyes of the fugitive leader. He grinned, revealing a look of impending maniacal laughter, as he watched Green's exposed weakness.

"Drink!!"

A fierce killing intent flashed in Green's eyes, his gaze filled with a seriousness akin to gambling with his life. With a roar, the clash of swords produced a crisp sound.

"Zzz!!"

The moment they clashed, cracks spread across the military knife, and it broke completely in two. As the fugitive leader grew increasingly incredulous, his head flew high into the air, circling several times in the azure sky. Blood gushed upwards like a fountain, shooting more than a meter high, like a small human fountain.

After the two horses passed each other, a headless corpse appeared on the back of the other horse. The fountain of blood dripped onto Green's short black hair, and his body was drenched in a light rain of blood.

[The fugitive leader has been defeated, and 240 experience points have been gained.]

"Hmm..." Green breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he wasn't entirely sure he could cut the sword in two. He had to take a gamble, and it seemed he had won.

"Boss!!"

A Red Brotherhood thief who was part of the group made an incredulous sound, and then he paid the price for his lapse in concentration on the battlefield with his life; his throat was pierced by Sanna's sword.

"Uh..." Upon seeing this, the other rogue henchman broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing the two men about to rush towards him, he quickly threw away his weapon.

"I surrender, please don't kill me."

The rogue henchman raised his hands, and Sanna's sword was just a hair's breadth away from his carotid artery. Blood was trickling out, making the rogue henchman swallow hard. The feeling that his life was about to slip away at any moment was too thrilling and exciting.

"dismount!"

Having been on adventures for many years, Sanna was quite experienced in this kind of thing, while the rogue squire quickly dismounted, took the rope from his horse, and tied his hands. He would rather live than be sold.

"Tap Tap"

Seeing this, Green slowly rode over on his horse, grinning.

"That's really impressive, Sister Sanna! You subdued these three petty thugs all by yourself!"

“Not at all, it was you who diverted their attention.” Sanna smiled gently, though her sword was never merciful when it came to enemies.

"Haha, no big deal." Green looked at the team in the distance, it seemed that the battle was over under the hardcore hacking and slashing of the Vanscare trio.

"Let's go, it's time to properly count our spoils!" Green led the hunting horse of the surrendered rogue squire towards the group. The Vanscare trio were still celebrating their victory as usual, but Osman seemed to be talking to the female bandit Akasha about something.

Sanna took the rope offered by the rogue squire and led him toward the crowd.

"...Is that tribe finished?"

"Sigh, I hope Dad and the others are doing alright..."

"What are they talking about?" Green heard bits and pieces, but he understood what they were talking about. The world is so strange; they knew each other.

"Ah, hahaha, boss..." Osman couldn't help but scratch his head and laugh awkwardly. He never expected that the person who had led them to be tied up and prepared to be taken back to their hometown was this seemingly young child.

The world is truly amazing; this is fate!