"Clip-clop, clip-clop..."
An Yang raced down the road on a pony!
The horse from the Silent Tower had died after being caught in the crossfire of his battle with Lou Luo. He had bought this one from a lord's manor, and it looked rather like a mule.
Although this horse was shorter than an ordinary warhorse and could not run very fast, it had tremendous stamina. Covering more than two hundred kilometers in a day was effortless for it, and with auxiliary techniques, it could reach over three hundred kilometers. It was the best choice for long-distance travel.
An Yang somewhat missed the Federation's knight-class warhorses and the Silent Tower's specialty warhorses. Ordinary horses could not run both fast and far. Besides, all the magic power and arcane magical energy in his body had been sealed, and even abilities such as Portable Space and Cosmos Borrow Law, as well as his Demon Body, had not escaped. Only his mysterious energy remained. He had no choice but to ride.
About three days later, he successfully reached the coast. By then, the Silent Tower's ship had already been waiting there for quite some time.
The mark on his left hand had contacted the person waiting on the ship several minutes earlier. An Yang stood on the beach, untied the horse's reins, and let it go free before boarding the ship.
The apprentice who had escorted him there before was still the one who came to receive him.
"Sir, where is your warhorse?"
"It died in battle."
"Then you must be exhausted from the journey, sir. Please come this way and rest. We have prepared hot water and food for you."
"Mm."
An Yang followed him toward his room.
This ship was reserved for Tier 2 Scholars, so its luxury was naturally far