Chapter 22 (2/2)

Even though Liszt fed it with wheat bran, it did not show any fondness for him.

“My lord, this is an adult horse. If it’s to be kept as a warhorse, you’d better castrate it in case of rut,” said Marcus.

“Castrate it?” Liszt shook his hands. “No, I’ve decided to use it as a stud to create a group of horses for Flower Town. It will be a huge loss if such a stallion does not have offspring.”

“A stud?” Marcus nodded and approved of the decision.

He did not know the background of the horse, but he could still see its extraordinariness. It was indeed a shame to castrate it.

Having no idea that it survived a disaster, the Black Dragon Horse enjoyed the wheat bran as casually as before.

Now and then, it ate the clovers on the ground.

Goltai intended to touch it, only to be scared away by the horse’s sniff. He had to change the topic. “Where is it from? Thorn Hill?”

“There may be more horses on Thorn Hill… Come to think of it, it’s strange that there are wild horses on an island,” Marcus speculated.

Horses generally lived on prairies.

Coral Island was not spacious enough for wild horses.

“It probably wandered from other places. Or maybe, the horses that the residents raised became wild. All in all, it couldn’t have emerged out of thin air. Also, Liszt, I think that more similar horses will come from Thorn Hill. We will have a horde of Black Dragon Horses by then.”

“That would be best.”

Liszt had doubts, too.

He wondered whether the horse had lived on this land before, or a certain being behind the misty missions created a Black Dragon Horse by force. He preferred to believe that the horse had lived here earlier, and the misty missions were only a trigger mechanism instead of the work of a creator.

As for what the misty missions were exactly, he did not know yet.

He could only wait until the answer was revealed in the future.

Looking at the beautiful meadow of fresh clovers, he suddenly remembered the desolate land outside of the castle. “Mr. Goltai, what do you say we plant clovers outside of the castle? We can build a horse field for the Black Dragon Horses.”

“Well, it’s possible. Why don’t we give it a shot?”

“I’ll entrust the mission to Mr. Goltai then.”

…

Liszt returned to the castle on the Black Dragon Horse.

Goltai and Marcus also went back. On the way, Goltai suddenly asked, “Marcus, you’ve changed your attitude toward Liszt, haven’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Normally you wouldn’t make a decision so quickly.”

“I don’t have many choices, Mr. Goltai.” Marcus looked at the horizon where the small castle was glittering under the sunlight. “Also, didn’t you often say that he reminded you of the earl? I don’t think he will stay in Flower Town forever.”

“Maybe.” Goltai did not give an answer.