"Hey! Did you notice? This Magic Beast horse seems really docile. I heard His Majesty the King's horse won't let strangers come near—anyone who dares approach it is in for bad luck. But this one has been standing by the road without moving at all!"
"Yeah, it's far too tame. Do you think it might just be a warhorse that happens to be bigger?"
While Nalant and Boris and the others were happily eating, White Dragon, the horse he had ridden here, finally caught the attention of several nobles.
These nobles were not from the Tulip Earldom, so they were immensely surprised upon seeing White Dragon.
Yet even as they were astonished, they were puzzled as to why White Dragon was so quiet, showing no hostility toward the humans around it.
Nalant frowned at the sight. Had he known, he would have ridden an ordinary warhorse here instead. White Dragon really was rather conspicuous.
"Why don't we get the First Prince to take a look? Isn't he drinking with the heirs of several great nobles at that table up ahead?"
Just as Nalant was considering whether to have Big Stone and the others escort White Dragon back to camp first, those young nobles suddenly looked toward a table not far away.
Several extravagantly dressed young men were drinking and chatting at that table, and one of them was actually the First Prince of the Onyx Principality.
"Alright, I'll go tell the First Prince right away!" At once, one meddlesome young noble hurried over to that table.
The young man respectfully greeted the people at the table, then said something while pointing toward White Dragon.
The First Prince and the others looked in the direction he pointed. The instant they saw White Dragon, surprise appeared on their faces. Then they all