The Corn on Top of Its Head (First Update)

Now on Coral Island, Liszt could go wherever he wanted, with no one able to stop him—especially when he was returning to his own territory. Declining the banquet invitations of his noble colleagues, he led his retinue knights straight toward Flower Town at full speed.

Loki the Landwalker, grown a whole size larger, finally had the chance to unleash himself to his heart's content.

"Take Dousen and the Eight Little Ones back to Flower Town. I'll proceed alone; don't follow me!" he instructed the retainers and servants. After settling the Blizzard Beasts, he mounted Loki and sped away like the wind.

"Accelerate, Loki!"

"Cluck-da!"

The Landwalker was no fool and could understand many of Liszt's commands. At once, it stretched its legs and sprinted. Its two legs, each around 1.7 meters long, were like stilts, yet incredibly steady. Even when it ran so fast that only afterimages of its legs could be seen, it still appeared utterly unhurried.

The wind howled past his ears.

By Liszt's estimation, Loki was currently traveling at no less than three hundred kilometers per hour. It had taken only twenty minutes from leaving Tulip Castle to spotting a small town near North Valley City—there was less than a hundred kilometers between Tulip Castle and North Valley City.

"Before, when Loki didn't use magic, its top speed was two hundred kilometers per hour, and it could only sustain that for ten minutes. Now it can reach three hundred kilometers per hour and maintain it for twenty minutes." Watching Loki's stamina reach its limit and its speed visibly decline, Liszt silently calculated.

He let Loki rest for a while in a small grove beside the road.

He fed it some wheat grains and water.

A quarter of an hour later, Loki clucked several times, declaring that its