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The rope holding the bell snapped.

“Puck,” he said. “Get them to the next town.”

She smiled. “The Hundred-Man Slayer. I was told you’d pass this way.” berserk.manga

He walked into the darkening woods, the brand on his neck throbbing a dull, rhythmic ache. Behind him, the children’s sobs faded. Ahead, the trees grew twisted, their bark weeping sap like amber tears.

“I am Rosine’s memory ,” she said, tilting her head. “The countess of these ashes. And you, Guts, carry something I want.” Her gaze dropped to his chest. Not the brand—the beast inside it. “That darkness. It’s delicious.” The rope holding the bell snapped

They found the church first.

Guts turned away.

Guts grunted, adjusting the cannon-arm’s weight. Thinking about Griffith was like picking at a wound that would never close. It bled philosophy and rage in equal measure.