Berserk: The Prophet

"Ugh."

In the end, he softened on the way back. When they reached the corner of the wall, which was far from the porridge stall and about to enter the city, Green took out half a piece of bread from his space. The women in the corner had all received porridge that day. There weren't many people there; most were still queuing to receive porridge. Green squatted down next to her and subtly stuffed the bread into her arms.

Amid the woman's grateful gaze, Green put his index finger to his lips, interrupting the words stuck in her throat. The woman, understanding immediately, clutched the food tightly to her chest, looking at him with tearful gratitude. Perhaps the dejection in his heart had eased somewhat, Green dejectedly got up and returned to the city. Perhaps because he had never experienced any warmth, he disliked the cold, miserable, and stark reality before him.

............

"You're back, boss."

Bazso wielded a wooden battle axe, swinging it at the wooden stakes in the training ground. Despite it being winter, he was covered in sweat. Compared to his initial obesity, he was much more toned, having lost a lot of excess fat.

Green hadn't forgotten his good friend, but for now, all he could give him was a battle axe he'd taken from the Vanskerry people. Like Green himself, he didn't have any shield defense skills, and Green couldn't teach him those skills.

"Wow, boss, where did you get that giant sword?"

When Green entered the training ground, Baziso naturally noticed the greatsword was different from the ones he had seen before. He looked at the new weapon behind Green with an eager expression. No matter what era or period, men have a special love for weapons since childhood.

"I bought it. I don't have a penny on me right now. Be careful, it's a bit heavy." Green didn't mind letting him play with the greatsword.

"Wow, not bad, boss."

Bazso swung the weapon in his hand. He had already mastered some techniques with two-handed weapons. He charged up and slashed at the wooden stake he had brought for practice, snapping it in half with a crack.

"How sharp! What a fine sword!"

"of course."

"Huh? Where did your old blunt sword go, boss?"

"Um... I'm going to sell it and use the money to make you an axe."

"Huh?! Really? Boss, you're so kind!" Baziso was so moved that he threw his sword aside and gave Green a big bear hug.

Damn, where can you find a brother like this?! You could call him godfather, no, he's practically my dad!

"Huh?! My precious greatsword!!" Grimm was confused by the bear hug and looked at his 'precious greatsword' lying in the snow with a pained expression.

"Bazso!!!"

"Hehehe, boss is so great, I want to be your little follower for life."

Green's somewhat angry yet rather helpless roar echoed across the snowy training field. He felt like a bear was growing on his head, but Green remained expressionless. He was numb.

.........

night.

Honestly, after a whole day of training, he didn't even get to take a shower himself and had to boil water for Cardi's bath. Green was outside, all bundled up like a bear, fanning the fire and boiling water. He yawned; it seemed like expending too much mental energy at once would make him sleepy.

"Gurgle, gurgle"

As the last kettle of water boiled, Green's frozen toes were finally relieved. He poured all the hot water from the kettle into the wooden bucket, and Best went to call Cardi.

"That's enough. Remember to add some more dissolved water."

"okay."

Green continued adding water with a blank expression, tested the water temperature, and found it to be just right – warm but not scalding.

In reality, Green was inwardly cursing these two, master and servant. This was hardly a pageboy; they were practically living like the lowly foot-washing maids in those palace dramas that young girls read in their past lives.

"Deng deng deng"

After waiting for a while, footsteps came from downstairs, but it seemed to be only one person's footsteps, and the footsteps were very light. It should be Kadi.

Although he was internally ranting, Green maintained a respectful demeanor on the surface. As soon as Cardi entered, he threw his jacket at Green's face.

"..." Green hung his clothes on the hanger behind him with a speechless expression.

Once Cardi went inside, Green pulled up the curtain to block the wind. It was, after all, a public bathroom for nobles, with only four wooden tubs arranged in a row, and a fireplace. In front of the fireplace was a round table and two chairs, with two complete tea sets on the table, although in such times no one usually came to bathe.

Seeing that Kadi had taken off his clothes, tested the water temperature, and entered the wooden tub, Green wanted to sneak out and go back to his dormitory.

"...Where are you going to sneak off to?"

"Uh... haha, well, there's nothing else for me to do here, so I'll head back."

"What's the rush? I still need you to scrub my back."

“...Okay.” Green looked speechless and found a place to sit down. The room was not cold because the stove had been lit.

Listening to the rushing water inside, Green was so bored he was about to doze off. He didn't know how long he waited before Kadi's voice finally rang out again.

"Come over here and help me scrub my back."

"oh oh."

Green strode over, rolled his eyes, and thought to himself that he was really hard to please. But as he went in, he immediately put on a smiling face, picked up a bath towel, and "respectfully" prepared to wipe Cardi's back.

It must be said that Cardi's skin is really good. Although the scars on his fair body are also scattered all over his body, he has a lot more masculine features than Meslin.

"You seem quite dissatisfied with me?" Kadi's cold voice echoed in the bathroom.

"Haha...How could that be?"

Green chuckled awkwardly. How could Green possibly be happy with a heartless boss who hired child laborers to do dirty work? He grumbled inwardly as he diligently rubbed Cardi's back.

"Heh, you'll get paid this month."

"crash"

Kadi stood up from the tub. After rubbing the upper half, it was time to rub the lower half. It seemed that since being influenced by Meslin, Green had unlocked some strange attributes. Kadi's waist was not bad either, quite firm. Hmm, this buttock was not bad either, hard as a rock. I couldn't feel it, but it was really white.

"..."

Kadi had no intention of letting him clean up his mess, but fine, since he was being so respectful, he'd give him a few more copper coins.

Of course, that's assuming he comes back alive after this mission.

"Alright, you can go out now. I have a task for you to complete later."

"Okay." I knew he had no good intentions.

............

When Cardi came out of the bathroom, Green handed him his coat. Cardi's short hair was still wet, and he was sitting on a stool by the fireplace, warming himself by the fire.

Green started tidying up the wooden barrels, running back and forth to drain the water outside and then washing it out. At this time, the servants in the castle were all resting.

After finishing cleaning up, Green wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to find a place to cool off.

"Go get me a glass of water, Green."

"...OK."

Green cursed inwardly, but didn't say anything. He figured he'd just consider it an early tribute to his father-in-law. He took small steps and ran downstairs. There should still be some water left over from boiling today. If not, he'd just boil another kettle and scald this meddlesome old man to death.