[Crossing Through Sword Wind]

Crossing the Berserk Chronicles—
…
“Damn it, Berserk updates so slowly! Even though the art is great, when will it ever finish
?” I sat in front of my computer, watching the latest chapter of Miura Kentaro's masterpiece, which was updating at a snail's pace. A few pages
couldn't satisfy me at all; instead, they only fueled my frustration. While I was thinking this, my hands
didn't stop. As I habitually clicked to finish the last chapter, a loading
screen popped up on my computer. “Tch, another annoying pop-up ad.” Just as I was about to close the ad, I
couldn't find the close button anywhere, and the computer didn't say anything like “Still soloing the Bull Demon King?” or “Zombies born
from the resentment of heaven and earth.” Just as I was wondering what was going on, the loading screen finished. Then a message appeared
: "Would you like to travel to Berserk?" A yes or no option popped up, and while I was still
looking for the dialog box to close the window, I thought it was probably some kind of virus webpage. When I was about to click no, my hand accidentally trembled and
I clicked yes. Immediately afterwards, a beam of light flashed from the computer screen and sucked me into it.
I was speeding through the portal formed by light, semi-transparent figures flashing past me. Terrified,
I frantically grabbed at the air, but to no avail, only screaming in terror. Then, a white
figure of light flew towards me, and we were about to collide. The closer the figure got, the clearer its form became. "That
grayish-white bald head, those red lightning bolt tattoos, and that mustache... isn't that Kratos?! If I
collide with him, I'll be killed!"
I tried desperately to move my body to dodge, but it was too late. Kratos was already in front of me. I could only
close my eyes, thinking, "That's it," and then I crashed into Kratos with a bang. But to my surprise, there was no
intense pain from the impact. Kratos's white figure passed right through me, then transformed into a semi-
transparent figure like the surroundings, gradually disappearing into the distance. I, on the other hand, was shaken by the shockwave. Ugh, my last conscious thought was of
the echoing words in my head, "Gaining the power of Kratos..."
The noise gradually roused me from my slumber. Ugh... so dizzy... When I opened my eyes and slowly made out
my surroundings, I found myself in a simple tent, surrounded by huge wooden barrels and several
short swords. I was still wearing my old vest and boxer shorts from before I transmigrated. I thought, "Is this what transmigrating is like? If I knew this
was happening, I should be wearing long pants at home playing computer games." As I stood up, I noticed something strange about my body. My penis
was dangling out of my underwear! "What's going on?!" Taking off my underwear, I discovered that my penis had become incredibly
thick, and even when softened, it was about two and a half times the length. Not only my penis, but I
also had muscles on my body. While not as bulging as Kenjiro from Fist of the North Star, it was like something out of a legendary ancient Greek god warrior.
And what about my face? Looking around for something reflective, I hurriedly picked up the short sword on the ground and saw
my face reflected in the blade. Thankfully, I hadn't changed, just become much thinner and more handsome. (So fat people are always potential
stars!) What was going on? Recalling the moment I collided with Kratos, the image of gaining Kratos's power echoed in my mind.
Was this all a perk of transmigration?
Anyway, I decided to go out and see what was happening. I put on my blankets and stepped out of the tent, only to find myself surrounded by a noisy crowd, mostly
adult men. Some were playing cards in groups of three or five, some were shaving and washing up, and some were playfully fighting. (This was a mercenary
camp; whose was it?) As I pondered this, the surrounding gazes gradually turned to me. "Look, that '
Two and a Half' is awake." Hearing this title sent a chill down my spine, but I still asked, "Excuse me, where is this
? Did you save me?"
"You're awake, stranger." A female voice sounded behind me. Turning around, I saw a
small girl with short black hair and brown skin, wearing armor, standing in front of me. (The protagonist is 1.85 meters tall.) (
Cassica!) I was startled. I was so lucky to have been saved by the Band of the Hawk. Before I transmigrated, Cassica was
one of my favorite manga heroines. Especially after the TV version was released, I specifically took several screenshots of Cassica's naked body,
looking at my collection alone in the lonely nights to comfort myself. Cassica was originally a girl from a small village. Due to
poverty, she was almost raped by a nobleman, but was saved by Grievous. Later, she followed Grievous into
the Band of the Hawk, disguised as a boy, and served as a cavalryman. She was determined to become the sword that would help Grievous realize his dream... She did a
great job, becoming the only female commander of a thousand in the Band of the Hawk. She always thought she loved Grievous, until Guts
appeared. She believed Guts had stolen Grievous's trust in her, and therefore hated him. After the Eclipse, she
lost her memory, her intelligence was like that of a child, and she was extremely averse to and fearful of being touched by men. This was the original story's plot,
and my arrival would change it. Seeing me staring at her absentmindedly, Cascalee said in a low voice, "Stranger,
are you alright?" I snapped out of my daze. "Ah, it was you who saved me, heroine. Thank you so much."
"It's nothing. What's your name? Judging from your outfit, did you encounter thieves?" Thinking about my tank top and shorts,
I felt embarrassed. "My name is Siegfried (forgive me for not being good at making up names t-t). I caught
a cold during my journey and was attacked by some thieves. Thanks to the heroine's life-saving grace, I wasn't left to rot in the wilderness. May I ask
the heroine's name?" I casually made up a name and said, "My name is Casca, the commander of the Band of the Hawk. And
please don't call me heroine." (What a waste of my size, I can't even handle a few petty thieves.) Casca
thought to herself.
"You're awake, strange traveler. Welcome to the Band of the Hawk!" A gentle male voice rang out. I turned around and saw a
beautiful young man with long, wavy, silver-white hair standing in front of me. (It's Grievous!) The person in front of me was
the commander of the Band of the Hawk, who would later betray the entire former Band of the Hawk as a sacrifice, becoming the Fifth Fortune King, Femont, and
the guy who had a lifelong love-hate relationship with the black swordsman Guts.
(This scumbag) I thought to myself, but on the other hand, I said with flattery, "Hello, sir. My name is
Siegfried. I was saved by the commander of the thousand. Judging from your handsome appearance, you are a man of exceptional talent
. You must be the commander." (Grievous's flattery, which is full of ambition and greed, should
suit his taste.)
"This is Lord Grievous, the captain of our Band of the Hawk," Casca introduced as she approached him
.
"Mr. Sigfy, are you alright? Please take care in these chaotic times," Grievous said. "Ah, Captain
, thanks to the thousand palms of Casca from your esteemed band, I, Sigfy, have nothing but strength. I wish to join
the Band of the Hawk and serve you faithfully." (Just kidding!) How could I leave so easily after such good fortune in the Band of the Hawk? Casca
is the woman I'm destined to seduce. If I miss this main plot opportunity, who knows when I'll get another chance?
"The Band of the Hawk isn't for just anyone," Casca said disdainfully, looking at me with disdain. My tank top and shorts
outfit, and the story of the attack by thieves, probably left a bad impression on her. But I wasn't angry because I possessed
various combat techniques inherited from Kratos and Kratos's divine power, and I was looking for someone to test them out. "Please give me a
chance to repay Commander Casca."
"Since you have such a sentiment, why not give it a try?" In the spacious camp, Grievous prepared an induction
trial for me, led by Commander Gorcas. Before joining the Band of the Hawk, Gorcas was the leader of a band of thieves. Later,
during a robbery of the Band of the Hawk, he was captured by Grievous, who admired his literary and martial skills and joined his ranks, becoming
Commander 1000 of the Band of the Hawk. Because he was defeated by Guts during a robbery and killed his brother, he deeply hated him. He
had always been at odds with Guts. During the eclipse, he went insane and was seduced by the female apostle, dying during the eclipse.
This guy is a complete weakling. It seems Grievous doesn't think much of me. As soon as he entered, Gorcas shouted
, "You bastard who was robbed by petty thieves and left with only your underwear, let me, Gorcas, see what you're capable of!"
Saying that, he drew his longsword and charged at me, only to be tripped up by my foot. "Damn it! You dared to ambush me? I'll teach
you a lesson!" Gorkas charged at me like a mad dog, but I dodged him one by one. After a few entanglements, I grabbed him
and threw him away.
Tumbling and howling in the air, Gorkas was caught by a pair of large hands. A tall, burly man with squinty eyes caught
Gorkas and set him aside before walking towards me. "Bibin, teach this guy a lesson."
Bibin, the strongman of the Band of the Hawk, was tall and burly. He once carried Guts to a banquet. From
then on, Bibin became Guts's good friend, loyal and honest. He used to be a coal miner. Later,
he died in the Eclipse while saving Casca.
It seemed we were getting serious. The first move was a grappling hook and pull, a contest of strength. The result was that
the mighty Bibin was slowly pushed back by me, who possessed the strength of the Kratos. Bibin looked incredulous, trying to counterattack,
but I lifted him up first.
"Alright, that's enough," Grievous called, and I had no choice but to stop. "Welcome to the Band of the Hawk." And that's
how I passed the test. After the test, I walked up to Casca and softly said, "I fight for you, Casca."
And so I joined the Band of the Hawk. During my time with the Band of the Hawk, I frequently tried to curry favor with Casca, but it
was completely ineffective. After all, not just anyone can ride a cougar. Casca was still focused on Grievous
, and I needed an opportunity to keep my place in Casca's ranks. And that opportunity wasn't far off. During a battle to defend a castle
, young Guts appeared. The story unfolds as in the original work: Guts loses a sword duel to Grievous
and joins the Band of the Hawk. I only told Guts, "Casca is my woman," after he joined, before
leaving him looking at me like I was an idiot.
In the days that followed, Grievous's increasing concern for Guts made Casca feel that his trust in her
had been stolen. My persistent pleading worked, and Casca's heart gradually drew closer to me. "Captain, Captain Guts, you were
amazing
! You were so impressive, holding off the enemy single-handedly! You truly are the hero of this victory
!" Guts, who had single-handedly beheaded the leader of the Black Sheep Iron Lance Heavy Cavalry, was surrounded and praised by the crowd. I stood
aside with my twin swords (the standard equipment for a war god) because I knew Guts was about to be scolded by Casca. Sure enough, Casca said
, "I have something to say to you. Can you come here for a moment, Captain Guts?" Ever since Guts joined three years ago,
they had been irreconcilable enemies. During this long period, I learned how to control my Kratos powers.
For three years, I also rendered outstanding service to the Band of the Hawk, always fighting alongside Casca. "You
're satisfied with just fighting the enemy, without considering that your comrade is just a mad dog!" Casca
shouted, clearly enraged. I quickly ran to Casca's side and grabbed Guts's outstretched
hand. "What do you think you're doing to my woman! Guts!" "Sigurd, let go of my hand!" Just as Guts was about to
draw his sword, Grievous appeared, defusing the impending fight. I then took Casca's arm and left
to attend the King's coronation ceremony for the Band of the Hawk. "Brave, respectful, courteous, and loyal," King Midland was bestowing
a knighthood upon Grievous. Casca and I stood to the side with the Band of the Hawk. Casca hadn't
objected to me saying she was my woman, so it seemed my chance wasn't far off. At the same time, I had my doubts.
After Grievous was crowned a knight, the story should be about to see the immortal Zoldyck soon.
Could I defeat him…?
On a hillside, Grievous rode his white horse, fiddling with the Overlord's Egg on his chest. A messenger came to report,
"Report! The enemy castle seems to have been captured." "What about the enemy general?" "Well… we haven't captured him yet
… but Captain Guts is leading a stormtroopers to surround the main camp. There's a highly skilled enemy soldier, and
we can't break through because of him."
"One person…" Casca said in a low voice. Golcas chimed in, "Just one person? What a cowardly
bastard."
"It's Zoldyck. Rumor has it that the enemy has the immortal Zoldyck joining them," I said. "The immortal Zoldyck?!" Everyone
gasped, then began discussing the various legends and terrors surrounding Zoldyck. I, however, gazed into the distance at the enemy castle.
Zod, the immortal one, was the first Apostle to appear in Berserk, and one of the most powerful. "Can my power
defeat him? I'm not sure, after all, he's the first formidable enemy I've encountered." "But it doesn't matter," Zod thought, "as long as he sees
Grievous's red Behemoth, he'll leave." After the discussion, Grievous ordered the entire army to attack.
At the military castle, as we stormed into the enemy's main camp, we saw a black-haired minotaur grabbing Guts, poised to tear him apart
. His back was wide open – a perfect opportunity. I drew my twin swords and leaped, plunging them into Zod's back. A surge of energy
flowed through the swords into my body (granting me Nightwings), and I was immediately flung away
by Zod. At that moment, Griffith's crossbow support arrived, unleashing a barrage of arrows at Zod. Zod, who had initially intended to target me,
was completely enraged by the barrage. "Unforgivable! Unforgivable! Whoever has tainted this battle
…unforgivable!" What followed was a berserk Zod's frenzied slaughter of the archers, while I swiftly
shielded Casca, and Griffith went to aid the heavily wounded Guts, leaving Casca witnessing the scene unfold.
Guts and Grievous were forced back by the immortal Zod. "Siegfried, hurry and save Grievous!" Casca
cried anxiously. Though I was displeased, I had no choice but to obey her. I gripped my twin swords and charged forward again.
Just then, Zod was charging towards the two cornered men. I quickly grabbed my swords again and plunged them into Zod's back. Zod
's fatal attack missed its mark, and with a deafening roar, the two trapped men simultaneously attacked, severing Zod's left arm.
"Run away in one breath!" Grievous was about to escape when Zod turned and swept his tail around, the force of which even
threw me away.
"What a day it is today, to encounter three people capable of attacking me like this." With that, Zod gripped his left arm and struck,
sending Guts, who was struggling to his feet, flying. "Then those three... will simultaneously lose... starting with this
man." The black-haired behemoth walked to the unconscious Grievous, and then, amidst gasps of astonishment
, Zod saw the prop that would reverse the story appear before him. "The Overlord's Egg?! The crimson Behelit
... it's the Hand of God... hehehe... hahahahaha, is that it? So it's this kind of trick?... Hahahahaha!
" Zod struck the classic pose of Raoh, the champion from Fist of the North Star, and punched the ceiling above his head.
After giving Guts his death prophecy, Zod turned to me and said fiercely, "You cowardly rat who only knows how to sneak attacks, next time I see you, I'll
definitely kill you!" Then he flapped his wings and flew away.
Strong, truly too strong. Even though the Apostles possessed divine power, I didn't gain any advantage. How
can I escape with Casca on the day of the sacrifice, facing the five blessed kings? Besides obtaining the
giant blade Zod forgot to take as a weapon, my biggest gain in this battle was discovering that I could steal a portion of the Apostles' abilities for my own use.
The power I gained from the immortal Zod was his pair of demonic wings; from now on, I can fly.
In the sanatorium of Wyndam, the capital of Midland, I pretended to be seriously injured and on sick leave. "Damn it, Casca
! I was injured trying to save her beloved Griffith, and she didn't even come to see me. She's only focused on that
pretty boy. All my injuries were for nothing!" I grumbled, but to hide my strength—after all,
the two main characters were seriously injured—if I were perfectly fine and running around like crazy, wouldn't that arouse suspicion? The most important thing was
Midland... Princess Sharluth of the Kingdom of Midland will make her appearance here. As my second target for seduction, there's no reason for me to let that
pretty boy get away with it (although I haven't gotten Casca yet).
On the terrace, I ran into Guts and Grievous talking. King Midland, along with General Yurith, the commander of the White Dragon Knights
, arrived shortly after. Then it was time for the little princess to appear. "Greetings, Your Majesty x2," Guts and Grievous both
bowed. Guts, who didn't kneel, was reprimanded by the White Dragon Knights commander. Then came a conversation, but I didn't pay any
attention to any of that. I kept stealing glances at Princess Sharluth hiding behind the stone wall. She was at the age when girls first experience love,
very cute indeed. Her hairstyle was like the princess's hairstyle from Star Wars, not bad at all. While I was drooling and lost in thought,
the princess was about to be called away by the king. In the process of turning around, the princess tripped on the stone steps, and I quickly
rushed over Reaching Sharluth's side, I embraced the princess before Grievous could act. Suddenly, I
held her soft, warm body in my arms, leaving a stunned Grievous behind me, making a supporting motion. Then, I abruptly turned around, and Uriel
's slap landed squarely on Grievous's face where I had just been holding her. "You audacious scoundrel! How dare you touch Her Highness the Princess's
body!" Despite hitting the wrong person, Uriel roared without backing down. Just as Guts was about to retaliate,
Grievous stopped him, a smile playing on his lips, "General Uriel, it is my fault for failing to properly train my subordinates
. I was impolite." At that moment, I released Princess Sharluth from my embrace. "I've impregnated you. (I'll make
you pregnant with my child sooner or later.)" Sharluth blushed and didn't answer, hurriedly leaving, leaving
Grievous staring intently at the princess's departing figure.
The King had dispatched the Band of the Hawk to provide protection for the autumn hunt. Seeing Western aristocratic entertainment for the first time was
somewhat novel for me; it basically involved blocking the prey's path. With Casca nearby, it wasn't too
boring. In the distance, Grievous, undeterred, continued to try and ingratiate himself with Princess Sharluth. Casca wasn't yet
his, so he couldn't be too brazen in approaching his second target. Watching the two of them playing leaf flutes, I couldn't help but chuckle. Because
I didn't need to intervene; someone would soon disrupt their plans. Immediately, a prey darted out of the bushes, startling the princess's horse, which gradually
ran away. Grievous followed closely behind, and Casca and I naturally followed. When we arrived, Grievous
lay to the side with an arrow in his chest. Gus shook Princess Sharluth vigorously, asking where the arrow had come from.
Casca, holding Grievous, had tears welling in her eyes, making me incredibly jealous. I angrily pulled
the arrowhead from the pretty boy's chest. "What are you doing, Sigfly!" "The wound isn't bleeding; something must have blocked it,"
I said. (If it's alright, quickly get off my girl.) The Overlord's Egg saved Grievous's life. He sat up
and pointed out that the arrowhead was poisoned, warning me to be careful. At this moment, the other guards rushed over, praising Grievous's good luck.
Casca's concern for Grievous showed a girlish side for the first time, which made the others look strange, but I was practically
spitting fire with envy.
In the dead of night, I soared through the dark sky on my Night Wings. Tonight was the night for Guts to kill General Yuris,
while I was there to amass wealth. After Guts completed his mission and fought the guards, I
flew away with a bag full of gold coins and jewels. After hiding the loot, I flew into the palace and pretended to attend a banquet. There I saw Griffith conning
Princess Sharluth by the Mermaid Fountain, while Casca and Guts played with the two in the distance. I was about to walk over to Casca...
As Scarlett comforted her, a maid rushed in, alarmed, to report the death of Earl Yuris and to reveal Grievous's sinister and
cunning face.
Inside the palace hall, Scarlett and I searched everywhere for Grievous, finally finding him in the main hall. This
scoundrel had clearly risen to power; Grievous was fiddling with a knight doll
, the two of them quietly conversing and pouring out their hearts to each other. As someone who knew well that Grievous had used Princess Sharluth to seize power, I
found this scene utterly disgusting. Fortunately, I could stay by Scarlett's side and watch this farce unfold. "
Knight over there," Princess Sharlut called to me, "Please protect Lord Griffith well." I could only bow my head and
agree. Casca, on the other hand, seemed particularly sincere. Following Casca's footsteps, I glanced back at
Princess Sharlut and her cold, noble stepmother as she slowly approached...
This time, the Band of the Hawk's opponent was the Blue Whale Knights. In the original story, this was where Guts and Casca's feelings
clashed, but now that I was here, I wouldn't let that happen. All I needed to do was wait for
the opportunity to be a hero and save the damsel in distress. In the midst of the battle, when Casca was provoked by the enemy and ventured deep into enemy lines, about to die under the trident, I
arrived just in time before Guts, my giant blade blocking the fatal blow. Then, with a powerful strike, I knocked the opponent back
. "Anyone who dares to harm Casca, I'll tear them to pieces!"
"Nonsense! You blocked my attack just now, but you won't get away with it this time. Our
family's 140-year-old secret of spear fighting can shatter marble. Can you hold out?
Die, Rock Slash Whirlwind!" The trident I was swinging and spun was severed along with the enemy general's helmet
. "Enemy, I'll take him down!" I then said, "Next time, don't shout out the name of your move." "Ah, how could this be?" The enemy general
fell to the ground and groaned. "So powerful, no wonder you're a two-and-a-half-six Sigfy."
I turned to look at Casca's spire, her cheeks slightly flushed and her head sweating profusely. She was about to fall when I hurriedly spurred my horse
forward and caught her. My heart was with my beloved, but I forgot about the danger behind me. The Blue Whale enemy general, who was lying on the ground groaning, held his crossbow and
shot an arrow at me. I grabbed Casca's arm but was also shot in the abdomen with an arrow, plunging with her into
the river deep beneath the cliff. Guts shouted from behind, "Casca, Sigfly!"
The river was even more turbulent due to the torrential rain. Carrying my greatsword, I struggled to climb to the riverbank with Casca in my arms. "Luckily
, I wasn't wearing heavy armor to save Casca before Guts, otherwise I would have sunk to the bottom." I saw Casca
's chest and heard a faint heartbeat. I quickly began CPR. Our lips met, and I felt
a softness that made me want to stick my tongue into Casca's mouth and lick her soft tongue. "Damn, now
's not the time for that, save her first." After several breaths, Casca coughed up
the water in her mouth and began breathing normally. I relaxed and pulled the arrow from his abdomen. "Damn it, I'll
definitely take down that whale head next time." The rain was getting heavier, and the mountain path was slippery. It seemed like we wouldn't be able to get back anytime soon. Casca had
a high fever, so we needed to find shelter quickly. Luckily, there was a cave nearby, so I carried Casca inside. I took
off my wet, slippery clothes and gave the wound a quick bandage. Seeing Casca trembling, I hurriedly
removed her wet clothes to reduce the heat she was losing. This wouldn't do; I couldn't
light a fire to warm her up, or she would freeze to death. My only option was to hold her tightly, using my body heat
to warm her cold, trembling body, but the effect was slow. "So soft, so bouncy," I thought
, kneading Casca's shapely buttocks in my hands. My penis also became restless,
slowly rubbing against Casca's cleft. Gradually, I began to hallucinate. Legend has it that when a person is about to die, their penis will
swell, trying to leave behind its offspring. Am I almost there too? Gradually, my penis grew
thicker and larger. I kneaded Casca's full breasts in my hands, kissed her plump lips, and rubbed my penis against her
entrance, moving up and down. When I heard a wet sound, I knew it was time to enter. I thrust forward suddenly, and Casca
let out a soft moan as my penis entered a third of the way. Then I grabbed Casca's plump buttocks, sucking on her
nipple and thrusting forcefully. Her soft, sensual moans spurred me on. When my penis was two-thirds of the way in
, it had reached its limit, but I wasn't satisfied. I tried to penetrate Casca's entire body
. "Ah!" "...Ah...Cassica...Your inside is so tight, Cassica, you're squeezing me so good, ah
...Cassica, from now on I want your vagina to take my shape, and all your future orgasms will be for me.
" Accompanied by these murmured words, Cassica's body gradually warmed up and stopped trembling. Then, Cassica's body
trembled violently, emitting sounds like crying, tightly gripping my penis, giving me immense pleasure. But I didn't
stop; instead, I thrust even more frantically, my penis like a pile driver, driving deep
holes into Cassica's fertile soil. Suddenly, I felt as if I had pierced through something, feeling my penis stuck inside Cassica's body. Streams of heat
poured onto my glans, and I, unable to hold back, ejaculated, releasing bursts of life essence, filling Cassica
's uterus. Cassica and I hugged tightly. After a moment of silence, I began thrusting my increasingly hard
penis again. Cassica's moans were gradually drowned out by the increasingly loud rain...
(To be continued
)

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