"That's a terrible way to put it. I merely treated it as an ordinary horse." Don Quixote immediately refuted Sancho.
"Windmills." Sancho spoke at once. The moment that word came out, Don Quixote was left speechless.
"Windmills, I see." After giving it a little thought, Shen Fei immediately understood. Don Quixote had once ridden his warhorse at windmills, mistaking them for Giants. The consequences of such an act were easy to imagine. If a horse were merely a horse, then that would be that; even if it got hurt, it had no way to protest. But things were different now. Sancho's Saint Graph included a horse, so he naturally had grounds to protest.
"I understand. According to the original work of Don Quixote, Mr. Don Quixote once mistook windmills for Giants and heroically rode his beloved, though admittedly poor, horse into battle against them." Mash caught on as well and directly explained the situation.
"Since he was riding a horse, I naturally got caught up in it too." Sancho nodded.
"But they really did look like Giants at the time." Don Quixote tried to defend his actions back then.
"It happens all the time, all the time. Whenever I lose my senses, I mistake Astolfo for a chaste young lady too." Roland nodded in agreement.
"Hah, I'm still a chaste young lady right now, okay?" Astolfo immediately retorted.
"You drool and doze off on the Gryphon-Mare. Tell me, what exactly about you looks ladylike?" Roland shook his head helplessly.
"Heeya!" Astolfo suddenly stepped forward and kicked Roland in the shin, making him grunt in pain.
Falling asleep on the Gryphon-Mare... isn't he afraid of falling off? Shen Fei silently muttered to himself.
"Is this some kind of comedy skit?" Ritsuka suddenly asked.
"That's right, it's a skit." Astolfo immediately nodded.