Honnier, who had only arrived that afternoon as a surrendered general, had never expected the Mages who had been at daggers drawn with her just moments ago to actually work overtime for her late into the night.
By the time she finished dinner, it was already around eight. Vianis grabbed her and took her to a hall-like room downstairs, where Honnier saw the Black-Scaled Horse Queen, Blaze, once again.
The Elf casually asked Blaze for an intermediate horse to serve as Honnier's mount. Blaze actually nodded in agreement, and then the girls headed to the huge stables outside the castle.
After several expansions during the war, the stables had grown to a scale resembling an independent castle.
"Did you know? Blaze underwent her breakthrough into a High-level Magic Beast right here. Her herd considers this place sacred ground!" As Vianis pulled Honnier along, she vividly recounted the story of Blaze's breakthrough.
"The whole herd boiled over back then. Landen rode Blaze into the sky, and the herd braved the Magic Turbulence to follow behind them. Dozens of beginner horses broke through to intermediate on the spot, and over a hundred Level 0 Black-Scaled Horses broke through to beginner!"
"Ah! That incredible?" Honnier found it hard to believe. "If that story had happened in Hindukush, it would have been enough for all the major carnivore tribes in The Basin to unite and stamp out that herbivore force."
"It's true. Every tavern in town sings of that day, and every Barbarian can hum those tunes!" The Elf nodded with great seriousness.
When the girls reached the first floor of the stables, Firefly and several Herbivore Tribe Beastman Priests were cleaning out the stalls. Firefly usually stayed with Halcala at the Great Forest Palace, but whenever she came to Iowa, she spent a