Berserk: The Prophet

Chapter 312 Assassin Cadi

Following his memory from three years ago, Green easily made his way to the backyard, which was still bustling with activity and filled with lewd sounds.

New prostitutes have joined the ranks, while the old ones seem to have vanished without a trace. It's unclear what has happened here, but the layout appears somewhat different from before.

...I hope that child wasn't sold? It's really sad to live in a place like this.

Green waited for a long time without any results. After everyone had gone to sleep in the middle of the night, he used his spatial ability to change into clothes that were easier to conceal.

Just as he was about to sneak in, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting coming from the streets and alleys, as well as the shouts of the guards.

...It seems to be coming from the mansions in the wealthy neighborhood.

"Stop! Unforgivable..."

"Catch the assassin! He's wounded!"

An assassin? Could it be that someone in Wyndam has been assassinated again? Could it be...?

Driven by curiosity, Green decided to go and find out more. A meticulously modified mechanical arm armor appeared on his right arm. With a pull of the trigger, the grappling hook flew out, allowing him to move nimbly even on this stone house.

Standing on the second floor of the stone house, Green looked towards the source of the sound. He then climbed a high tower that offered a good view of the city. The city was brightly lit, and he saw several squads of light cavalry holding torches, blocking a group of people dressed in black robes.

Soon, a chaotic brawl broke out in the streets and alleys.

You can't see anything with the naked eye. With your eyes closed and you meditating, a dragon-shaped ghostly body flies out of your body and hovers in the sky, looking down at this place.

In the state of light body departure, the darkness and daylight that were once limited to the physical senses now seem to have little difference.

Within the pupils of the dragon-shaped ghost, the black-robed man's movements transformed into streaks of dark red light.

Despite the black-clad men's superior martial arts skills, they were outnumbered and outmatched by well-equipped soldiers. Blood quickly stained the cobblestones of the street.

From Green's perspective, the dark red flames were gradually dying out, while a weak, dark red flame, mixed with a faint blue tinge, slipped into the alley under the cover of those people and surprisingly escaped the encirclement, disappearing at a grating leading to the sewers.

However, Green's light body could pass through objects, and he saw that the man's left cheek was marked with a horrific scar, and even the left eye socket was hollow and sunken, with the part of the skull protruding.

Green wouldn't be mistaken; those were marks left by dragon flames.

...Is it Cardi? If that guy isn't dead, how did he get out of Grant?

Green was a little confused. He only knew that he should have drifted to Juda with the ocean current, but what about Cardi? Was it the same?

As expected, he remained the same as always; as soon as he could move, he continued his revenge.

Green's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Kadi's coughing up of blood, and heavy breathing came from around the corner ahead. The ghostly body sped past the moldy brick wall and saw Kadi leaning against a rusty water pipe, an arrow already lodged in his abdomen, the wound soaked in blood.

That once handsome face had become neither human nor ghost, deathly pale and terrifying.

It's a complete transformation; she's practically a different person from before.

He simply treated his wounds and walked a long way to rest in a secluded corner.

Green couldn't even imagine how filthy he would become after spending a night here, how his wounds would fester and fester, how his soaked clothes would become a breeding ground for all sorts of bacteria and microorganisms, and how those nasty rats would come and gnaw on his flesh.

As dawn broke, it was best not to wander around outside after such an unsettling incident that night; being mistaken for a suspicious person was no fun.

As he was about to open his eyes, his consciousness instantly returned to normal. Looking at the horizon where dawn was about to break, Green slid down from the tower, changed into civilian clothes, and returned to the tavern.

However, this return was still somewhat difficult. After contacting Jacob and the others in advance to open the window, they climbed over the roof into the tavern's wooden window, just like in their previous life playing Assassin's Creed.

"We heard a commotion outside. What happened?"

"I'm not entirely sure either, but it seems someone else in the capital has been assassinated. It really was that guy."

“That guy? Could it be the one you mentioned before...?” Jacob frowned.

Green nodded. "Yes, that's the guy. It's Cardi, I saw him, he's injured."

Everyone was startled. They had all learned about that past from Jacob. Someone muttered, "Wasn't he supposed to have died in Grant? How come he's back?"

Green frowned, lost in thought. Cardi's return, coupled with the murder of a member of the Juda royal family, was quite a move. Was it intended to exacerbate the conflict between Juda and Midland? What a madman.

“Should we do something?” Jacob looked at Green.

Green was silent for a moment. To be honest, although Cardi was not dead, he did not want to have anything to do with him anymore, so as not to cause trouble.

"Let's observe him for a while. He's like a wounded rat waiting for his wound to rot. It's hard to say whether he'll survive. He probably won't take any more action."

"The royal city will definitely be checking suspicious people soon. We need to avoid arousing suspicion. After reporting to the Wyndham Guild today, we can apply for a temporary stall and sell our goods in peace."

No sooner had Green finished speaking than the door downstairs in the tavern was suddenly kicked open, and several guards rushed in.

"Someone saw an injured man in black robes coming this way. Have you seen him?"

Green's heart tightened, but he remained outwardly calm. "No, we were in the tavern all night and didn't see any men in black robes." The guards looked at everyone suspiciously, then searched all the guests in the tavern and left after finding no one injured.

Other inns and taverns were also being searched, and anyone with suspicious wounds, whether knife or arrow, was arrested by the guards.

...What bad luck, I just arrived in Wyndam and this happened again.

At dawn, the streets of Wyndam City were filled with tension. The number of patrolling guards had doubled, the entire city was sealed off, allowing only entry and no exit. Every corner was being thoroughly searched, and passersby were all on tenterhooks.

Green and his group disguised themselves as merchants and mingled in the crowd, leading mules and wagons loaded with bread, toward the guild registration office.

Inside the guild hall, a cacophony of voices filled the air as visiting merchants eagerly applied for temporary stalls. When Green presented his parchment document from a nearby town, the registrar gave them a wary look: "Things haven't been peaceful in town lately. You'd better do your business honestly and avoid trouble."

“Yes, of course,” Jacob said with a forced smile.

Green secretly thought to himself that Cardi's appearance would probably make his business more difficult.