In the forest south of Dog Forest City, the Hunter Corps had assembled and waited among the trees for the signal from the front. The cavalry now numbered 500, including the troops Netherland had brought at first and nearly 400 Barbarians who had gathered in Iowa over the past month.
Most rode horses requisitioned from White Tree City or supplied by the Imperial Capital School. Most of these horses did not come from the Gallop Plains and had no Black-Scaled Horse blood. Yet the presence of Blaze and the other mid-rank Black-Scaled Horses still kept the entire herd in perfect formation.
At the rear of the Hunter Corps, Adams Aboby, a scion of an Imperial Capital family, glanced at Saffron Helen, who had come with him, and the other high-rank mages from the Imperial Capital School.
They were all scions of prominent families sent over by the Imperial Capital School. Their families had plenty of Magic Potions to help them reach High-Rank, but without suitable territory, they could not be given a court barony higher than a first-class Baron. So they had been sent here to earn military merit while Night-Kirin City fought the Beastmen—and perhaps lay claim to land on the Gallop Plains.
The young high-rank mages had been waiting for hours since mounting up. Their boredom had turned to resentment, but they did not dare voice it in public. Ahead of them stood a high-rank Elf-descendant from the imperial family: Andrew Goldmoon Augustus, commander of the Flying Dragon Knight Order.
Anyone could see the displeasure on the Golden Knight's face, so they all looked to Adams and asked him to find out what was going on.
Feeling his companions' expectant looks, Adams reluctantly went over to Andrew and asked in a low voice, "Commander Andrew, aren't we attacking