“Who on earth are you talking about?”

“Ha. If I had a horse like that, I wouldn’t want anything else.”

Once Kim Seon-Hyeok heard that the convoy from Adenburg had arrived, he ran over, and he tilted his head at the unexpectedly loud uproar.

“What? Why are there so many people?”

“Are all these people part of the cavalry?”

“I guess so.”

When he looked around, he saw that all the men gathered together were dressed up as cavalrymen. Kim Seok-Hyeok couldn’t understand why they were there. 

“Ah! The Indomitable Duke!”

“It’s the Indomitable Duke!”

“It’s the Apostle!”

Belatedly seeing the two heroes of the base, the cavalry quickly saluted them in unison. 

“At ease.”

Kim Seon-Hyeok was now used to this situation and casually waved his hand as he spoke. The cavalry relaxed their stiff and hesitant posture and turned their heads to stare at something again.

“You’ve been staring at something for a while now. What is it?”

Kim Seok-Hyeok saw a white horse when he turned his head to look at what the cavalrymen were staring at.

Nothing could be more elegant than the light cream colored mane flying in the wind, and not a single blemish could be seen on the coat so white that it seemed as if it had been covered with freshly fallen snow. Its bones were wrapped with muscles that were exploding with strength that it looked like the horse was about...