On the mountain path, five fine steeds galloped at top speed. Their stamina and power were astonishing, even as they crossed mountains and ridges.
This was the raiding capability of high-quality warhorses; compared to them, ordinary horses were worlds apart.
"Mountain Forest Town is just ahead. There's a faint scent of blood in the air. It looks like Princest and Ronin's group have clashed."
The Knight leading them was tall and powerfully built. A pair of squinted eyes looked particularly unnatural on his square face, and a slanted scar only added to the menacing aura he exuded.
This was Philton Henry, the captain of the Sain Territory's Knight Squad.
"I wonder what the outcome was," Philton said, a little worried.
But his deputy, Uunei, looked relaxed. "Chief, you worry too much. With the handful of men Ronin brought, Princest could have easily finished the job. Why would they need us?"
Philton didn't respond, merely whipping his horse's flank to speed up.
