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Chapter 93 - It’s Not That Kind of Guy

Blue King.

This horse was exceptionally special.

Speed so incredible that it was hailed to be the incarnation of the legendary Chollima, steel stamina that never got tired, and tough skin that would deflect most swords.

Indeed, it deserved to be called the best horse in Lavaltor—no, on the continent even.

There was no other reason why this horse was the essential key in this Northern Expedition.

‘The only horse that can withstand the cold of the north.’

And that wasn’t all.

Blue King was the only horse that could jump over the rugged mountain range that other horses could not overcome. They were still on the entrance to the frontier of Bahara, so the air was warm. However, things changed once they crossed several mountain ranges and got closer to Balrog.

The wind would get so cold it could even freeze breath. And now, Ian had to go over that atrocious mountain path.

It was something unthinkable to do merely with horses with decent stamina.

That was actually the case in the Northern Expedition of his past life.

The other successors had almost reached Balrog, but the horses had all frozen to death.

It was much colder than expected, so the warming supplies they had thoroughly prepared couldn’t keep up with it.

‘Because of that, the supply was greatly disrupted, and many died under Bahara’s counterattack.’

Other successors had no other choice but to mobilize donkeys.

However, mere donkeys were no match for Bahara’s mountain goat cavalry. Naturally, they had to face a bitter defeat due to the lack of cavalry power.

Thus, bringing a horse with decent stamina to the mountains to the north was out of the question.

But the Blue King was different.

‘No, only that breed can do it.’

That was why all countries, including Bahara, coveted it. The strongest horse breed that did not even suffer from heat, let alone extreme cold—that was the Blue King.

However, after a few years, all the Blue King eventually died, and a new breed that succeeded them came out, which would be the Blue Army.

However, it was about the level of a top-notch warhorse at best.

It could never hold a candle to the Blue King.

‘Actually, in the Lavaltor duchy, compared to the Blue King, the Blue Army is nothing more than a porter horse.’

In any case, the Blue King was like the treasure of this continent.

The fact that such a great Blue King could not come out of the territory was no different from a curse.

It was a source of great concern in both Lavaltor and Kaistein. However, Ian knew why the Blue King would die once they came out of the Lavaltor duchy.