Berserk: The Prophet

Chapter 149 Demon Gold

King Midland looked at the letter in his hand. Every word revealed the experiences of the young master of the Dioka family and Juda, who was disguised as a illegitimate son of the Granz family, as well as the warning to the White Dragon Knights. Looking at the texture of the envelope, it was indeed not written on the spot. Unexpectedly, the words came true.

A flash of anger crossed Yulivi's eyes. His fingers unconsciously tightened, and the letter deformed slightly in his hand. This was not the first time Juda had arranged for spies to use such dirty tricks.

The word "spy" that Judas hated had once again appeared in his kingdom, stirring up uneasy waves.

His beloved also lost her life due to the conspiracy of the spy Juda, and that assassination is still an unhealed wound in his heart.

Ever since Burkan's assassination, he had a vague feeling that it was the work of Juda's spies again.

"Your Majesty, Lord Baka requests an audience," a guard's voice echoed in the hall.

Yulivi looked up, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself. His voice was deep and strong, "Let him in."

Soon, Baka was summoned by the king and hurriedly entered the hall.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. I was once a member of the White Dragon Knights and was originally a member of the Ent family."

However, since things had come to this point, further discussion was pointless, and Baka decided to directly state his purpose in hopes of obtaining the king's sponsorship.

"Hmm, you presented the letter?" Yulivi searched his memory for information about the Ent family, which seemed to be a branch of the Dioka family.

“Indeed, Your Majesty. Although the perpetrator may no longer be on Midland’s soil, we can no longer sit idly by. We must guard against and take action against Juda’s spies.”

Yulivi was silent for a moment, his fingers gently stroking the beard on his chin.

He knew that Baka was right. Although he did not want his kingdom to be mired in war again in the short term, he could not tolerate Judas's spies running rampant on his land.

“We need a plan, Bacca,” Yulivi’s voice held a hint of determination, “a plan that can completely solve the Juda spy problem.”

Baka nodded, a determined glint in his eyes. "I will begin preparations immediately, Your Majesty." "...However, before that, I need your help, Your Majesty."

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【Fantasy Continent - Barkley】

Several days passed, and Green could only watch helplessly as time went by. Although his injuries had mostly healed under the careful care of the Azure Disciples, Seranti insisted that he continue to follow the army with his cast on, under the cover of his comrades. Green's injuries were healing too quickly; his arms, which were almost shattered, were healed in just nine days after only being treated and fixed with splints, even during such a bumpy march.

"An excellent commander cannot just focus on charging into battle; he must also consider the overall situation, keep abreast of the battlefield dynamics, and not take the lead unless necessary, but let his subordinates take on this responsibility."

"Because a commander's injury often means a loss of control over the battle situation, which is extremely dangerous," Trunks explained to Green, outlining the basic qualities a general should possess.

“If a general’s banner falls or he is killed, morale will quickly plummet, leading to an irreversible rout,” Trunks continued, his gaze fixed on Green, for this was crucial for the army and a potentially fatal element on the battlefield.

Green was filled with complex emotions. He always believed that he should be at the forefront, using his courage and strength to inspire the soldiers.

"You must understand, even someone as brave and strong as me can't just blindly charge forward. I have to constantly pay attention to the changes on the battlefield. Neglecting any detail can easily have a huge impact on the situation. The battlefield is not a place where individual strength alone can solve everything..."

Even Trunks...

Well, even back in my previous life when I was playing Mount & Blade, it was still difficult to deal with enemies who outnumbered me several times over, Trunks's words from earlier in the day came to mind.

Outside the tent, the sounds of soldiers' footsteps and whispers rose and fell.

Green closed his eyes and began to silently plan the battles to come. It seemed he needed more knowledge and experience, and he had to learn how to use strategy and wisdom to win wars, rather than just brute force.

The footsteps approached; it seemed to be Akasha and the others.

Just as Green had expected, after a brief explanation of their purpose, Akasha and Osman and the others entered Green's tent.

"...What's wrong?"

"Green asked, and Akasha mysteriously moved closer to Green and took out a pouch from her bosom. When she opened it, she found it was full of gold."

"...What is this?" Green was slightly surprised.

"...This is what flowed from the demon you killed."

After Green fainted, Akasha felt a strange burning sensation on her face, but thankfully the feeling quickly disappeared. It was the blood the demon had left on her face that had turned into a drop of gold and fallen to the ground. Everyone looked at the demon with a hole in its chest in confusion, only to see golden liquid flowing continuously from its chest.

As the liquid gradually cooled, it turned into a metal indistinguishable from gold. Unfortunately, it was all confiscated by the Silver Knights, except for the small pile that Aikasa had hidden in her chest.

"...I see."

Green picked up one of the gold pieces from his pocket and examined it closely; it was clearly gold.

The totem on my chest suddenly began to wriggle, a strange hunger came over me, and I felt the sensation of being gripped by tiny claws on my skin again.

"Ow~"

A tiny red dragon popped out from under Green's shirt and eagerly darted onto his hand. With a snap of its little mouth, the dragon devoured the demon gold.

Aikasa and Osman were stunned and forgot to react. The little dragon jumped into the pouch and immediately ate all the gold in it.

"what?"

By the time Green, Akasha, and Osman reacted and looked at the pouch, the little dragon was even burping contentedly and rolling around inside.

Huh? The gold that could have brought them wealth just vanished so easily? Everyone stared at the little dragon, speechless. Although it was very small, its obvious features made it seem like it was indeed a dragon.

"Is...is it a dragon?"

Osman was so surprised he was speechless. Wasn't such a magical creature only found in legends?