Modifying War Horses

In a mountain forest, the sunlight was blocked by thick clouds, making the light under the dense trees extremely dim.

A Forest Sprite floated down softly from a tree, landing in the sliver of sunlight filtering through layers of leaves.

It felt the warm sunlight shining on its green skin, and a feeling called 'comfort' spread through its body.

This caused it to relax its body slightly, stretching out as much as possible to allow more light to fall on it.

However, its enjoyment didn't last long before it was startled by a sudden attack and jumped up.

Several missiles hovering in the air were flying towards it at a moderate speed, making a 'whooshing' sound as they cut through the air.

It immediately jumped up, and the missiles grazed its body, hitting the ground and trees, leaving a crater the size of a palm where they struck.

This made its hair stand on end; it immediately knew that those Adventurer had their eyes on its body and wanted to hunt it.

This had happened three times in its life, and it had narrowly escaped each time.

Although such attacks were unlikely to hit it, it had experienced the methods of those Adventurer before. It could only be said that if it wasn't careful, it would most likely end up like its companions, having its body slashed open by those Adventurer ' knives...

However, its opponent this time seems to be beyond the capabilities of Magic Creature like itself.

After it dodged three Magic Missile, several invisible streams of air swept through the air and struck it directly.

The airflow sliced its body in half, breaking it into several pieces, with green sap oozing from the cuts.

No matter how you look at it, it was clearly dead beyond any doubt; its body lay on the ground, lifeless.

Only then did Fran lead her Black Horse forward to the side of the corpse.

The Black Horse walked impatiently through the narrow woods. It disliked this place because the ground was covered with leaves or something else, and it was easy to step into a hole if it wasn't careful.

But its owner insisted on bringing it here, leaving it helpless. It could only watch its owner longingly, hoping that Fran would leave this place as soon as possible.

The poor Black Horse, unaware of what awaited it, was still stumbling along behind Fran.

Fran approached the corpses of the Forest Sprite and used her Telekinetic Hand to place all the corpses into the basin she had taken out. Then, she manipulated her Telekinetic Hand to stir the contents of the basin.

She used a great deal of Mental Power to make the basin shake violently in the air, making a 'thumping' sound.

At this moment, the Black Horse suddenly felt a little scared, not because it suddenly had a premonition that it was about to be disemboweled, but because Fran was staring straight at it with a frightening look in her eyes.

Fran let her Telekinetic Hand continue stirring the materials in the air, and she took two steps to stand in front of the Black Horse.

She stroked the horse's head, chuckled a few times, and then used the spell [Disorderly Touch], causing the Black Horse to shudder and fall to its side, unconscious.

She took out the Healing Potion she had made from the materials she bought in the city yesterday and sprinkled it on the Black Horse.

To make the substances from the Forest Sprite work, you don't actually need to make a big opening; just a small opening is enough to let the solution seep in.

That's exactly what she did. She used Wind Blade Art to make many small cuts on the Black Horse, and then dripped the solution into it drop by drop.

When she saw that only half of the liquid remained in the basin, she stopped and transferred the solution into a large flask.

This is also proof of her success in defeating the Forest Sprite. Although adding all the solution would be more effective, half is enough, and adding the other half will not increase the effect exponentially.

She patted the Black Horse, used Healing Potion to heal all its wounds, and waited for Black Horse to wake up on its own.

After a while, the Black Horse groggily woke up. As soon as Fran saw it move, she helped it up from the ground.

The Black Horse was still a little dizzy when it stood up, and it didn't quite understand what it had just done.

However, looking at the unidentified liquid on the ground, it knew that whatever had happened was over.

When Fran saw that it had regained consciousness, she led it out of the woods.

As soon as the Black Horse started moving, I sensed something was wrong. How come I'm so agile now?

No, it's less about flexibility and more about feeling more familiar with the terrain.

I can accurately step onto relatively stable ground without looking at the road, thus avoiding rough terrain.

Even if he actually pushed his hoof into the pit, his body wouldn't sway as much as before to maintain his balance.

Instead, before it even hits the ground, its body reacts naturally, adjusting its balance with a slight angle, which greatly increases its speed on this type of surface.

Its intelligence wasn't high enough to be attributed to its owner's help; it could only naively believe that it was its own Talent that allowed it to become familiar with the environment so quickly.

The grassland where the Gale Rabbit lived was relatively close to this mountain forest. It was very large, almost half the size of a horse.

And despite its large size, it is only about six times heavier than a normal rabbit, but its actual size is much larger than that.

This gives it extremely high speed, making it impossible for Fran's Black Horse to catch up with it.

However, its weight was not high, which meant that its endurance was not good. After the Black Horse chased it at full speed for ten minutes, the Gale Rabbit was so tired that it collapsed to the ground, its violent breathing almost bursting its lungs.

Fran didn't hesitate; she ended its life with a single Wind Blade, but she waited until the Black Horse had caught its breath before letting it fall into a coma.

Fran wasn't trying to replace the Black Horse's leg bone; the difference in bone volume between the two was too great. Even if it did provide an advantage, this mechanically unsound structure would actually reduce its speed.

She dismembered the Black Horse's four limbs, placed some small pieces of the Gale Rabbit's bones inside, and then began sprinkling Healing Potion.

When the Black Horse woke up, it felt as if its limbs had been peeled off, causing it intense pain, but fortunately, the pain disappeared after a while.

However, once the pain subsided, it felt as if something small was bumping against its foot, and its attempts to shake it off were futile.

But after a while, it felt better than ever before, and carrying Fran, it even walked faster.

Fran, on the other hand, felt the even faster speed and smoother riding experience compared to before, marveling that the modifications had truly been worthwhile.

"Next up is that Earth Dragon."