Emily's Foal (Second Update)

Arriving at the cornfield, Liszt saw the flowering spikes of Corn Grass. At the top of the Corn Grass, which stood as tall as a person, there was indeed a large cluster of fluffy flower spikes.

Within the view of the Magic Eye, there was no trace of magic. Either it was nurturing an Elf Bug, or the Corn Grass had simply mutated.

"The smoke mission's hint was 'grain mutation.' Was it referring to this cluster of flowers at the top of the Corn Grass?" he pondered. Judging by the Corn Grass's mutation, it did not seem to be evolving into the corn he had envisioned. "It looks more like it's evolving into red sorghum?"

It had to be said that this patch of Corn Grass really did resemble sorghum.

Only, the flower spikes of Corn Grass were yellow.

"Protect this patch of Corn Grass carefully. Don't harvest it. Wait until it matures before determining exactly what's going on." After giving his instructions, Liszt left the Corn Grass field.

Whether the Corn Grass had mutated into corn or sorghum still required time to verify. Still, he felt somewhat disappointed; sorghum was not a high-yield crop.

He still hoped for ears of corn.

But there was still hope: "Once I've planned the industrial transfer, there'll be another new mutated variety of Corn Grass waiting for me. Maybe that will be the one that grows ears of corn."

Back at the castle, good news immediately arrived. One-Eyed Button, who was in charge of the delivery, had helped the Fire Dragon Horse give birth to a healthy foal. It was a colt, with black-and-red fur. It looked remarkably spirited, though it was still very weak and trembled even as it walked.

"My lord, this foal has an excellent bloodline. It's splendid. It has