Let us be companions in the mortal world, living carefree and galloping on horseback, enjoying the flourishing world.
Baylor Davenport sat in the front, while Julius Reed sat behind her.
For some reason, both of them simultaneously thought of this song.
The Mont Horse galloped unceasingly, racing across the boundless snowy plains.
The direction in which Julius Reed rode was opposite to the path Ragnar Frost took.
Just as they left, that group stealthily appeared.
"The Dean's orders are to ensure Ragnar Frost doesn't return alive no matter what! Got it?" The leader removed his black veil, revealing himself as the trainer from the inn who followed Brant Fairbanks.
"Understood, we'll complete the task!" Ocean Academy people dressed in black, with a continuous mountain pattern sewn on their chests.
This is the emblem of the Black-wind Academy.
