Berserk: The Prophet

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The greatsword had already chopped the man beneath his feet into mincemeat, but the anger in Green's eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Aaaaaah!!" "Pfft!"

Still not satisfied, he plunged his sword into the heart of the corpse at his feet, but what good was it? This was the system's response, meaning he was beyond saving.

"enough!"

Just as Green was about to continue venting his anger, he was stopped by the mysterious man. The man simply touched Green's wrist, rendering Green unable to move. Green refused to believe it, thinking that his current strength was almost comparable to that of an ordinary knight.

Green glared angrily at the mysterious man, trying to pull his wrist and greatsword out, but he couldn't budge them. However, the mysterious man's grip tightened considerably, squeezing Green's wrist until it ached terribly, and he could barely hold the sword.

The child's body really does love to cry. Green couldn't hold it in no time and started sobbing physiologically. He was so useless; he couldn't even suppress his tears.

Learn to control your emotions.

Seeing that Green had stopped struggling, the mysterious man gradually loosened his grip. He took a deep breath and spoke to Green earnestly, which could be considered a silent comfort. After all, if Green couldn't even control his emotions, how could he be qualified to become the Holy King of Pendor?

"...I see."

If she hadn't taken an arrow for me, I wouldn't have died... But even if I had been hit, I wouldn't have died with everyone protecting me. Such a kind older sister, her life was barely over before it was all gone... If only I had reacted faster...

Green calmed himself down.

After a while, Green calmed down, and his childlike body stopped sobbing. He tried not to think about those sad things anymore, because the matter was already settled, and in this era, people don't have much time to be sentimental.

Green walked to Sanna's body. Ali was already sobbing uncontrollably. He thought that he would never shed a tear again except on the day his family was destroyed, and that there would be no light in his life except revenge.

Until Sanna appeared, but unfortunately, even that tiny glimmer of light has now been taken away from young Ali.

Ali held Sanna's hand tightly, his hand trembling as he stroked her cold cheek, tucking her hair behind her ear. Tears streamed down Sanna's face like raindrops, the boy's innocent feelings abruptly ending before they could even be expressed.

Green had clearly seen Ali's feelings for Sanna these past few days; Ali's eyes had only brightened somewhat since Sanna joined the family. But now, they seemed to have fallen back into the same dead silence as before, perhaps even more so.

Green reached out to put his hand on Ali's shoulder to comfort him, but hesitated because Sanna had died because of him.

"Sigh..." Green sighed softly, patted Ali on the shoulder, said nothing, and turned his back to the two of them, wanting to walk away. He still didn't want to face this scene.

"I want to carry her to the city..."

Ali suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, and Green stopped in his tracks, seemingly not understanding what Ali meant.

"This desolate wilderness is too lonely. I want to bury her in the city cemetery. Could you lend me some money, boss?"

"it is good."

This was something no one could refuse, so Green agreed. After the group buried their dead companions, Ali carried Sanna's body and set off again. Green and the others returned to Port Tulai, and it was already dusk.

While everyone was burying their companion's body, the mysterious man told Green that Green had become a thorn in the side of some people. He would take Green to another city to seek refuge with old friends. Once outside Tulai Port, Green could no longer be called Green, but would be renamed Ryan, which has the meaning of lion. The specific name would be decided after Green arrived.

It's too late today, let's go back to Port Tulai to rest for the night before setting off again. Green nodded in agreement. This body almost unconditionally trusted the mysterious man in front of him. Before he could even give an answer, the body had already nodded involuntarily in agreement. Moreover, the system's answer also required him to comply. He couldn't analyze the mysterious man's attribute panel, and he didn't know how much strength he had. However, since he could easily suppress him with one hand, which had 20 points of strength, it meant that his strength was definitely above 30. His throwing proficiency had reached the peak of humanity, an astonishing 660 points. The mysterious man's identity was definitely not an ordinary person!

They entered Port Tulai in the blink of an eye. This time, they went to a different tavern. The walls were still made of the same thick wooden planks, and there wasn't even a window. Only the wooden window in the corridor was open. This time, the mysterious man didn't let Green show his face when he came to the city. He led them directly upstairs, and this time the mysterious man paid the bill.

Ali, on the other hand, took the money he borrowed from Green and carried Sanna's body to the mayor to buy a burial plot. Green wanted to send someone with him, but Ali refused, saying he wanted to carry Sanna alone. Green had no choice but to agree.

Ali didn't come back until evening. He lay on the bed without making a sound, as if he needed to be alone.

.........

The next day, at dawn.

Having composed himself, it was time to follow the mysterious man for the next step of the operation. Early in the morning, Green saw the mysterious man bring out breakfast. He was up really early, packing his bags before dawn. The mysterious man's bags were full of food, so it seemed he had come early. For some reason, his face was always covered up, and Green had never seen his true face before.

"It's time to go."

The mysterious man urged him on. His voice was a little hoarse and slightly husky. Just by listening to his voice, you really couldn't tell that he was a top expert who killed without hesitation.

"Hmm, aren't you going to eat?"

After having breakfast, Green wiped his slightly greasy fingers with a towel and prepared to call everyone to gather. Almost everyone had been woken up by the mysterious man early in the morning.

"...I've already eaten, hurry up and prepare more."

"Alright, everyone get dressed and come out to assemble!" Green nimbly ran to the corridor to call everyone together to prepare for departure. Including the mysterious man, there were only 13 people in the team. Four of them were farmers who had been rescued when fighting bandits, but they had been upgraded to Pendor recruits, although they were not very useful.

After packing their gear and putting on thick rawhide coats, Green and his group quietly left the city. Looking at the city getting smaller and smaller behind them, Green and his group paused for a moment in the distance, waving goodbye to the city where their bodies had lived for six years.

Ali gazed intently at the city, not even blinking, before finally lowering his head in dejection. Green, of course, saw this and sighed softly.

"Let's go, Ali."

Some wounds can only be healed by time. Even though things in this world are not always as we wish, we should strive to have a clear conscience. One cannot spend a lifetime looking back on those sad past events and forget the path ahead.

"Ah."

Ali clutched the wooden carving hidden deep in his chest, his left hand gripping the sword Sanna had once used at his waist. His gaze toward revenge was more resolute than ever before; he was determined to avenge his family. He set off with the group once more.

The group followed the mysterious man northward along the western coastline, supposedly heading to a large city called Pence.

The feeling of traveling in the cold winter was terrible, but thankfully no special events were triggered except for battles, so I wasn't forced to stay in the world of Pendor and feel the cold wind, which was really fortunate.