Berserk, Total War: Second Son of Nobles

Chapter 503 Memories of Early Spring (Part )

Gus curled up in the haystack, the cold stone walls seeping through him with a chill that seemed to freeze his bones.

The cell was dead silent, with only the occasional creaking of the iron door reminding him that this hellish place still existed.

Gus buried his face in his arms, feeling himself burn.

Spots of light danced before my eyes and my ears were buzzing.

In a daze, the little figure appeared again.

This time it didn't hide behind the flower, but crept up to Gus and gently poked his nose with a emerald green leaf.

"yawn!"

Gus sneezed uncontrollably, and the little creature jumped three feet high in fright and ran back in panic.

Seeing it like this, Guts couldn't help but laugh:

"Hey, you don't have to be so scared."

At this point, he suddenly wondered if he was delirious due to the fever and was actually having a conversation with an illusion.

But I couldn't stop talking:

"Is that bouquet yours? Don't worry, I won't take it away."

The little thing slowly poked its head out from the shadows, its pair of crystal compound eyes flickering with light. Gus continued:

"We are roommates, we should get along well."

He thought the other person would disappear, but unexpectedly the figure slowly approached.

Gus simply closed his eyes resignedly, just to pass the time.

When the little thing appeared in his sight again, Gus could see its appearance clearly.

It is not even as big as one's palm, and it emits a faint halo all over its body, and its head is covered with flowers, just like an elf in a fairy tale.

"Squeak is squeak, the flower fairy squeak, because that's what the mice call me."

The little guy skipped and introduced himself, his voice as clear as a wind chime.

"I'm Gus, hello, little friend in the hallucination."

Gus responded with amusement.

"I'm not hallucinating!"

The elf retorted angrily, and the petals above her head trembled with anger.

"Squeaky is a flower fairy, and Guts is a human."

Gus chuckled, "Um... saved by me? Because I helped you eat the rat?"

"Ok!"

The elf jumped up and down excitedly.

"The leaves of Zhizhi are almost eaten up by mice. If that happens, Zhizhi will disappear! So do you need my help?"

Since the other party insisted that it was not an illusion, Guts continued to tease it:

"Then can you open the iron door? Or steal the key for me?"

"That does not work!"

The elf was so anxious that he was spinning in circles.

"Zhizhi is a flower fairy and can't be too far away from flowers!"

Gus thought that this illusion was not satisfactory, so he made another request:

"Can you get me a glass of water?"

"of course can!"

The elf responded happily. It caught the dew in the corner of the cell with a leaf, and then carefully handed the leaf to Gus' mouth.

Gus said thank you, but couldn't help but shudder when the water droplets touched his lips.

The elf immediately discovered:

"Are you cold, human Gus?"

"A little."

"In that case, leave it to Zhizhi!"

The elf opened his arms and pounced towards Guts like a little sun.

The next second, a burning warm current suddenly injected into the blood vessels.

Gus was so shocked that he sat up and watched the chilblains on his palms fade away at a speed visible to the naked eye:

“This…this is…?”

"It's warm, right? Because Zhizhi has the energy of the sun in his body."

Seeing that Guts was no longer trembling, the elf happily flew around Guts, and the sunlight shone through the iron bars, casting mottled light and shadows on it.

"The sun's energy is so interesting! It would be even better if we could share it with others!"

Guts wanted to say something, but the wound on his back suddenly throbbed and he frowned. The elf noticed it immediately.

"?"

It climbed up Gus's arm and found that the wound was still bleeding. It turned out that the viscount's perfunctory treatment had no effect at all.

"It looks painful."

Gus forced a smile and said:

"it's not a big deal."

But the elf had already run back to the flower, plucked off a leaf with difficulty, and ran back in a hurry.

Before Guts could react, the leaf was placed over the wound.

Suddenly, the pain was relieved a lot.

"How is it? Pretty impressive, isn't it?"

The elf showed off proudly.

"I once cured a fallen injured bird, and it grew new feathers in just three days. This is the power of the squeaky leaves!"

Gus thanked him sincerely.

Indeed, he can move now. Hearing this, the elf seemed a little disappointed:

"Are you leaving?"

“Several people have been here.”

The elf said dejectedly.

"They either yell or moan, but soon they're gone... There's nothing but the sunlight shining down and disappearing."

Gus heard the loneliness in its words:

"Are you the only one?"

"Yes, only Squeak."

The elf hugged the flower tightly.

"Squeaky is lonely."

Seeing its sad look, Guts suddenly wasn't so sure it was an illusion.

He rolled over and caught the elf that almost fell.

Two pairs of small eyes looked at each other, Gus felt the warmth of his palms, and suddenly realized that this illusion might carry the childhood emotions deep in his heart. He did not expose it, but just said softly:

"I saw the same flowers as yours on the way here, at the foot of the hill. If we can get away from here... I'll take you with me."

"really?"

The elf's eyes lit up immediately, and then immediately flew around Gus excitedly.

Gus repeated helplessly:

"Yes, yes, it's true... I can guarantee it..."

"Squeaky is going to heal all of Guts' injuries!"

The elf is full of energy.

"Make Gus as nimble as a mouse!"

"Is that okay?"

"Don't worry, wrap it on me!"

It plucks off more leaves.

"Gus just needs to lie down!"

During the treatment of Gus, Gus suddenly asked:

"But...if you reach that hill...can you find your companions?"

"Can I find a companion?"

It looked at the sunlight above the cell, and its voice suddenly became uncertain.

Gus no longer had the energy to reply.

He was so tired that his only thought before falling asleep was: I can do it.

He closed his eyes peacefully, letting the warm light flow through his body.

In his dream, he saw flowers exactly like Zhizhi swaying in the wind all over the mountains, and that little figure was waving at him among the flowers.

When he woke up, Gus was surprised to find that his fever had subsided.

A few leaves on the wound on his back had fallen off at some point. He picked up the leaves and suddenly remembered everything in his dream.

Could it be that......

"Hey!"

Gus yelled around.

"Squeak!"

There was no response, and all the leaves on the flowers had fallen off.

"Fool."

Gus cursed in his mind.

"That's what kids do, they mess around without a care in the world... and pick all the leaves off."

He called out loudly a few more times, but still no response.

"The Viscount is looking for you!"

Suddenly, a soldier's voice was heard outside the door.

Gus carefully put away the dried flower stems, the cell door opened with a click, and the cold iron handcuffs locked his wrists again.

Only a few scattered petals remained in the cracks between the bricks behind the cell, gleaming faintly in the sunlight.