Chapter 60: Violet Snow’s Grief (1/2)

Suddenly, the two fellows stopped fighting. I don’t know who it started from but, both sides began to relax their stance as they slumped to the ground in exhaustion. The large imp was the first to get up after which he went over to support the hellhound as it stood up.

And then, the two of them formed a bromance…that’s right, they became a couple of sorts.

The large imp petted the hellhound’s black noggin while the hellhound leaned in on his chest. This sudden display of affection left me at a loss for words as my jaw sunk limply to the ground.

What the f***?! Weren’t you guys just fighting to the death? How did this suddenly transition into a boy’s love novel?!

“They’ve made up.” Violet Snow smacked her tiny paws onto the ground a couple of times as she said this, it was as if she had expected this outcome all along.

“That’s…that’s it?” I thought that there would be an even fiercer aftershow.

“Well, their combat strength weren’t that far apart to begin with, given that they aren’t allowed to kill each other, fighting up to this point is about their limit.”

“So they know how to hold back as well.” Having heard her explanation, I heaved a sigh of relief.

She threw me a strange look and said: “Don’t tell me you wanted them to fight to the death?”

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“That…just forget it.”

The ensuing aftershow was a little surprising to me. That large imp voluntarily gave up the hellhound corpse and even promised not to do so again as a sign of friendship. That hellhound quickly dragged away the corpse before returning right away to the large imp’s side.

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While they weren’t able to understand each other, the large imp was able to read into the hellhound’s actions. He wanted him to ride him. And so, the large imp jumped onto the hellhound’s back and with a clasp of his feet, settled down on his back.

This…they’ve fused together?

Ah, I guess it’s more of a merger…no wait…either way, one thought stood out very clearly in my mind: Cavalry, training complete.

A large imp riding a hellhound, isn’t this a cavalry unit?!

I’m not even sure if a dog from Earth is able to handle the weight of a mere 10 year old child but right now, there’s a dog being ridden by a large imp at top speeds.

As the hellhound sped around the empty space, the large imp held on tightly to the dog’s fur in order not to fall off. However, as time passed, the imp began to get used to the dog’s undulating gait. He began to loosen up as he let go of one of his hands and started waving it around while giving out a few meaningless screams of joy.

By now, my eyeballs were on the verge of popping out of their sockets; I never expected a hellhound to be able to support a large imp.

“They can support that much weight?”

Violet Snow didn’t answer me directly but instead threw another question at me: “What do you think?”

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There’s no need to think, it’s happening right in front of me.

In fact, the hellhound didn’t seem to be affected by the large imp at all. Even with the imp on his back, his speed didn’t experience any significant decrease. Although, his agility naturally took a hit.

Cavalry units were an important force during the era of cold weaponry. Under the same conditions, a foot infantry stood no chance against a horseman. In fact, a squad of well trained cavalrymen are able to charge into an army ten times their size.

Not to mention that there were horsemen archers as well, whose accuracy even allowed them to hit a kite in the air while they rode on a horse.

As I thought about all the possibilities in my head, a warmth began to build up in my body.

Unfortunately, I didn’t know how to create a saddle and reins…

Just because the two of them were able to frolick around right now, didn’t mean that they were combat ready. In the heat of battle, the lack of a saddle stabilizing him might cause the large imp to fall off the hellhound.

Furthermore, the normal saddle and reins wouldn’t fit these hellhounds.

While the mouth bit doesn’t completely restrain their mouth, it would still severely hamper the hellhounds’ ability to attack with their mouths, causing them to experience an overall decrease in offensive power.

Just thinking about these problems made my head spin…don’t tell me my dreams of a cavalry squad will be dashed before they even start.

“What are you doing? Don’t you think that you look weird scratching your head even though you have no hair?”

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I seemed to have discovered another evil side to Violet Snow…

While she voice was as calm as always, I was still able to pick up the malicious intent oozing from her words.

“I’m sorry for being bald…please stop making fun of me…” I felt like crying right now, being made fun of by a puppy was just…too damaging. What’s worse was that I had just discovered that I couldn’t even beat this puppy…

The loot distribution was a lot easier than expected. It was an even four way split of the souls, namely, one to the grimoire, one to the devil egg and the other two to me and Violet Snow.

In lieu of its callousness just now, I had initially planned on confiscating its portion but who knew that that little b*****d was so vigilant. Upon picking up on my intentions, it immediately gobbled down its own portion.

This *****…unfortunately, I couldn’t even do a thing to it. Even now, I still didn’t understand this situation. Exactly when did it start having a personality?