Berserk: The Prophet

Chapter 190 Daily Life in the Dragon's Nest

Perhaps because of their similar experiences, Green and Bazzo's group of children always received care from the veterans who came from Chester.

Green and Bazzo, in particular, were often pulled aside by the veterans for special lessons. They would also tell the children about how Glenn Belludeau fought a tiger in the Chester Colosseum, wielding a warhammer weighing over 100 kilograms that even adults found difficult to wield.

For some reason, the details of Edward's suggestion to use the campfire lampstand and burning pine wood to fight back at night were deliberately ignored in the version of events told by most of them.

In short, with most of them embellishing the story, the roles of Edward and Heechul were weakened, while the scene of Gurenbelludo wielding the warhammer was exaggerated to the extreme.

"...Then, the barely 18-year-old boy, Gurenberudo, roared, 'I am a dragon!!' and unleashed a power like that of a fire dragon, lifting the enormous warhammer—so large it would take four adults to lift it—and with a loud thud, smashed the head of the astonishingly large Kusha tiger."

The children listened with rapt attention, as if they were there, their eyes sparkling, as if they too could imagine themselves as heroes like Gurunberdo.

Tonight, the veterans, as always, told the children the story of the Flame Dragon Knight, Gurenberudo.

Even though the children often heard the veterans talk about these things, they never got tired of it. Instead, they would talk with the veterans about Green and Bazzo's achievements. After all, for two children who were not even 1.5 meters tall, fighting a pack of wolves was no easier than Gurunberudo fighting a tiger alone.

It's important to know that an adult gray wolf in Grant's territory is about 1.3 to 1.6 meters long. Even an adult Grant man with a spear would have difficulty dealing with a pack of wolves.

“Ah, uh…of course, Hanks and Baziso are obviously the most powerful new forces in the Flame Dragon Legion, and you too…” The veteran paused for a moment before continuing to tell the children about their past life-or-death experiences fighting against the Juda army’s invasion.

Green and Bazzo sat quietly to the side, listening to the veterans' stories. They knew that what they had experienced was perhaps insignificant compared to the heroic deeds accumulated by Gurunberudo, but this only strengthened their belief that they would one day be on par with or even surpass Gurunberudo.

As night deepened, the firelight danced on everyone's faces. Looking at the children engrossed in the story, Green was filled with emotion. He knew that these children, like him, still harbored hopes and dreams for the future.

Even if one is forced to submit to others, the desires in one's heart should never end!

There will come a day when we no longer have to live in humiliation.

"Children, the future belongs to you. Be brave and fearless like General Gulenberudo!" an old soldier said, patting Green on the shoulder.

Green nodded emphatically. "We will!"

In this warm atmosphere, the children's hearts were nurtured, they were filled with hope for the future, and their belief in fighting for Grant's peace and glory was strengthened.

The embers of the campfire danced on the pine charcoal. Everyone had left, except for Green, who sat there quietly watching the remaining embers.

This was a time for Green alone, leaning against the warm fire and gazing up at the starry sky. The March night was no longer so cold, and some tender shoots of grass had already eagerly pushed their way out of the ground.

During his time in Grant, those veterans were like elder uncles in the family, as reliable as the noodle shop owner in his past life who would let him work.

The children of Grant always looked at me and Bazso with adoration, and when they were together they were like family. I really didn't want them to look disappointed in me.

...Green was lost in distant memories.

Compared to the other children in the orphanage, Green was obviously luckier than most of them, because many of them dropped out of school early to work, while Green, even after going to university and receiving subsidies, working in the cafeteria, and taking on jobs asked by younger students to make ends meet, still didn't have enough money to make ends meet.

I can only earn more by working on construction sites during holidays, but I have nowhere to live and I have to rent a place. Fortunately, my aunt has been helping me out in private.

It's kind of ridiculous, really. I'm so busy and overwhelmed, how can I even talk about romance? If we call it a romantic relationship, it's just a deeper level of feeling than ordinary friendship.

More like...confidants?

How could teenagers know what love is? It's just an excuse for two emotionally incomplete people to be attracted to and encourage each other. They've never had any physical contact, not even a kiss...

Ahhh, children's bodies really do tell the truth; how could they be so blunt...?

Green thought of that girl in Wyndam, Gonnie... how could someone be so beautiful?

He was indeed driven by lust, his emotions upon seeing her were so intense, as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest and abandon his body.

Isn't that incredibly rude?

Green belatedly realized what he had done, and his face flushed red as he recalled what he had done back then. Ugh, it was really...

But it's too late to think about these things now, since it's already happened.

"Sigh," Green sighed softly.

"...Why are you sighing? Hanks." It wasn't until Hickel's voice rang out that Green noticed the two footsteps and sat up to look over.

“...Sister Hickel!” Green looked at the newcomer with delight. Among Grant’s friends, Hickel was his favorite.

Hickel crouched down and gently stroked Green's tousled hair with a smile. The boy was much stronger than when he first arrived. Although he still looked thin, his face had gained a lot of weight.

Green then threw himself into Hickel's arms, hugging Hickel's neck and pressing his face against hers, completely ignoring Edward's increasingly dark expression.

Seeing this, Edward coughed lightly, "Mind your image, Hanks."

Green reluctantly got out of Hickel's arms, saying, "Brother Edward is so annoying."

Hickel stood up, brushed the dust off Green's clothes, and straightened his garments. "You two talk first, I'll go get some food."

After Hickel left, Edward sat down next to Green. "Listen, Hanks, there are some things I need to make clear to you."

Green looked at Edward with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong? Why are you so serious?"

Edward took a deep breath. "About your noble lineage, and... stop clinging to Hickel just because you're a child!!"

Edward grabbed Green's ear, making the whole scene particularly hilarious. It turned out that the usually gentle and refined young master in front of Hickel and others also had a time for revenge in private.

"Ouch! That hurts! Edward, let go!" Green, whose ears had almost been pulled into a huge shape, cried out in pain and tried to break free from Edward's grasp.

"It's good that you know it hurts. Don't be so reckless as to hug Hickel again!" Edward said irritably as he let go of her.

Green rubbed his reddened ears and looked at Edward with a pitiful expression, "Why...?"

“Because Heckler is mine!” Edward shouted. “You little brat, don’t even think about taking her!”

Green was stunned. He had never seen Edward like this before; it was like a child protecting his beloved toy.

Immediately, Green gave Edward a knowing, comical look.

"Oh~, so it's you, Edward, who likes Sister Hickel."

Just then, Hickel returned with the food. Seeing the two of them, he asked curiously, "What happened to you?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing..." Edward immediately put on a smile again like a panicked mouse, glanced at Green's malicious eyes, and hurriedly took the food from Hickel's hand.

"Hehehe, Sister Hickel, Edward seems to like... Ugh!!" Edward had just put down the plate of food when he immediately covered Green's mouth. Good, good, Green almost suffocated.