As Valeric stepped slightly to the side—
A horse came into view.
The horse reared.
Its hooves struck the ground with a heavy impact. Its body was large and imposing, its coat pitch black without a single mark. When it turned its head, its eyes caught the light and gleamed.
Jet-black pupils.
The whites of its eyes were strikingly clear, making even its blink look powerful.
Lucas stared.
So… The Huzz is a horse? he thought blankly.
Valeric turned back to face him, his expression unchanged.
"I present this to you, Young Master," he said firmly.
He then gave a brief bow.
"And my apologies for disturbing your recovery. I shall take my leave. There are still matters regarding the allocation of funds for the village's reconstruction."
Lucas could only nod. "Yes… understood."
Valeric turned away without hesitation. Not long after, a luxurious wagon approached. He boarded it, and the vehicle rolled away, leaving the manor grounds in silence.
Lucas let out a breath.
