Act 32: Another Knight

A silver line appeared on the horizon. It swept over hills and valleys, thunder rolling in its wake. In the blink of an eye, it drew near enough for everyone to see that it was actually countless silver steeds. These slender, handsome Fran warhorses only began to slow when they reached the edge of the forest, eventually coming to a gentle stop. They shook their ears and wandered across the meadow outside the forest. The tallest horse in the herd raised its head and gazed toward the forest.

The Wind Archer girls who had witnessed this scene with their own eyes were practically dumbfounded. One after another, they turned curious gazes toward Medisa, their hearts filled with admiration for the princess commander.

Medisa's face flushed slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and calmly ordered, "Lingge Guard, heed my command. Mount up."

At the order, the girls hurriedly slung their longbows over their backs and filed out of the forest. They carefully approached the extraordinarily handsome warhorses, only to discover that the horses were unusually friendly toward them. Not only did they show no hostility, they even lowered their heads to nuzzle the girls, as if they were not meeting for the first time but were comrades who had fought alongside one another for years. Surprised and curious, the girls pulled down their hoods, affectionately stroked their mounts' manes, then seized the saddles and stepped into the stirrups, mounting one after another.

Their movements were extremely practiced, as if they had undergone years of training.

The last to mount was Fini. The chief treant archer had looked rather timid at first, but the moment she was on horseback, her spirits soared. She happily exclaimed, "So Lord Count made us practice riding every day for this very moment!"

Brando gripped the