"...You wouldn't want your own child to turn into a little pony, would you?"
Fang Mo raised a hand with a smile and pointed toward Hill of Dull Rain farther behind Horse King Heracles. "So just move over a little. Otherwise, we'll have to walk quite a bit farther to go around you."
"..."
Horse King Heracles said nothing, merely watching Fang Mo's group with a cold stare.
"Alright, let's go!"
Yet Fang Mo confidently clapped his hands and called to the Four Heavenly Kings behind him. "I've pretty much finished negotiating with the old horse..."
"No, hold on a second."
Toriko was having a hard time keeping it together. The pressure Horse King Heracles gave off was simply too terrifying. "What if we go down there and get attacked? Did Horse King Heracles really say anything?"
"Of course it did."
Fang Mo spread his hands solemnly. "Do you think Horse King Heracles is a battle-crazed maniac like you guys? It's pregnant, after all, so all I needed was a few words to make it treat us with courtesy..."
"Fine, fine. I'll assume you can communicate with Horse King Heracles."
Sunny rubbed his forehead helplessly. "...Then what exactly did it say to you just now?"
"It said we can go!"
Fang Mo said eagerly.
"I..."
The others clearly could not hold it together anymore, but Fang Mo did not care. He took the lead in jumping off the cliff. "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. Just watch what I do. As the leader, I naturally have to set an example. As long as I come out unharmed, it proves that you guys can also..."
"Hmph!!!"
Before Fang Mo could finish, Horse King Heracles moved in the distance.
Well, it had moved—but in truth, it could not even be