To be honest, I couldn't help but sigh a little. Indeed, he will eventually become a powerful 21 teacher, and will be the most trustworthy friend both now and in the future. But I always feel that I can't be as close to him as Manac and others. For example, this time about the Crassus's identity, even if I made it clear, he still wanted to hide it from me, which inevitably disappointed me.

But when it comes to comparing the mages, my Paladin friends are also waiting for me to explain this matter.

"Crasus is really a red dragon?"

"Yes, a powerful red dragon." Faced with doubts, I could only tell the truth. If I added a reason, it would be easier to explain why I could know his identity. "Do you remember Sylvanas said that he had seen a huge red dragon in Dalaran and then disappeared?" I said to them, hoping that they would vaguely remember this. "That's Crassus."

"Have you said it?"

"It seems that's the case."

They seemed to have some impression, which meant that they understood that I was guessing and proof of the reason for knowing his identity, not because of other factors. But they did not give up, but instead continued to ask me if I knew the result.

"When the orcs enslaved them, he..."

"So he sent Ronin at the right time," I explained again. But I believe they will have more questions. If that is the case, it would be better to let the topic end. "This is his secret, and no one of you can tell it, let alone talk about his identity."

The three of them thought for a moment and nodded, and when I thought they wouldn't ask me about the Red Dragon again, they answered something that surprised me.

"Then Jaina wants to ask if she wants to hide it?"

"She won't ask this question." I finally roared with a slight anger. This trick was still very effective. They quickly fell silent and turned to think about another question, about the items given to them by the Red Dragon Mage. It seems that they no longer love them as they used to, but instead have a sense of awe or even fear? This is not a good phenomenon. If they cannot regard the Dragon Clan as their friends, then the new Dragon Clan Mage would be even more...

So they must change their understanding.

"If you don't want the gift from Red Dragon, then I can help you return it to him or keep it for you."

My sentence still works. Although these things have such doubts, if you give them up, it will be more than worth the loss.

"No...I think it's pretty good." Manic and others quickly lowered their heads and put away the items again.

I think this matter can come to an end again. Although the mage's plan encountered some flaws, it finally looked quite satisfactory.

I briefly explain to them this information that I shouldn't have known. Or I should tell them not to ask "Everything is something in the past, and I hope you don't talk about this topic to me."

"OK."

This time they were completely silent. I believe that the issue of Crassus' identity can at least come to an end.

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The days have returned to what we used to be. There are still only Manac, Melwin, and Sasarien by my side. Although Ronin is also here, he is trapped in teaching his studies all day long and has no time to stay with us. Losing the company of the dwarves also makes us lose the only thing that makes us feel unpleasant. Instead, we miss the dwarves a little. Or Uther can say a few words, but for us, the quasi-paladins who can control the holy light independently, there is nothing to teach us unless we encounter actual combat, and there may be something to learn.

But if you really wait until then, there are still some things that need to be prepared.

After many days like this, when I feel that I always feel tired of fighting with my friends all day long, it is better to do something else, such as applying for permission to review memorials from my father. I know that compared to the enemies that may appear in the future, choosing to do such political things is like a waste of time. But now, it is not, after all, this can help me understand the current known situation, and it can also reduce the pressure on my father and praise...

"Arsace, I'm glad you've started to like this." The father's face was filled with relief, but his puzzled look didn't seem to think I had any patience with such a thing.

Soon, I realized that the memorials were indeed trivial. Apart from the cumbersome and flashy rhetoric, there was indeed no actual content, and many small things that were both parents and other families were even covered by them. Just when I firmly believed that there would be some important information, I didn’t find a big thing for the whole morning and I had to review it myself.

"Can you just watch this thing all day?" I couldn't help asking my father.

"It's not always..." The father put down his memorial and smiled at me, "because you can help me with it now."

Just when I was so depressed that I couldn't speak, I suddenly found that the signature of the father's letter was Uther. I immediately understood some key letters and he still reviewed them personally, and left them to me to solve them. He knew from the beginning that I would not be patient. Because I was doing useless work here. Or I should choose to leave and go back to the training ground to fight with Manac and others, but I really had no suitable reason to escape.

Perhaps the father saw through my thoughts, he just handed me a roll of letter paper and said with a smile.

"I think you need this."

When I opened the content in confusion, I became excited unconsciously.

“Yes, yes…really needed.”

I bowed to him and rushed out of the study, heading towards Manic and others. Because I knew that my important gift was ripe.

"Come with me and go to the stables." I smiled and said to my friends who were still 'fighting'. "He graduated successfully with my war horse."

Then they gave up and continued training and followed me to ride my horse towards the military horse farm, which is a post station in the south of the royal city.

When I came here, I took a fancy to the war horse that I had been thinking about day and night. Yes, he was invincible. His size was even half larger than an average excellent war horse, and his blood-red skin made it more energetic, especially under the reflection of the sunlight, which showed his majesty in the herd. There is indeed no one who is more suitable as my mount than it.

"It's very good." I said happily to the horse training man who expressed respect to me. "I don't think there is anything better than this."

"Thank you for your praise, but..." He still didn't smile, but became even more frightened when he heard my praise.

"But what?" I couldn't help but feel angry. I really didn't want to tolerate any flaws on such a perfect warrior. My friends were also confused, because we really couldn't see the faults in him here, and maybe we could only see them after entering... That's right. It's true.

Sasarian walked over unconsciously, and soon we realized why the horse trainer was frightened.

"careful!"

We hurriedly called him, but it was too late. He had been kicked far away by the invincible hooves. The impact of its powerful hooves was no less than Muradin's full-strength blow. Sasarien fell to the ground in pain and groaned. Fortunately, there was a paladin beside him who could heal him.

We rushed towards Sasarian immediately. Perhaps for Sasarian with a strong constitution and for us with strong power of holy light, such injuries were nothing. He soon recovered as before. But for others, some things may not be like the beginning.

"This is the horse you trained. If the prince sits, you can afford it." Manic roared at the horse trainer angrily

Maybe the horse trainer misunderstood the meaning of Manic. He was blaming the horse trainer instead of him, but the already fertilized horse trainer hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. In order to divert the contradiction, he could only unconsciously wave his whip and beat Invincible.

"Damn it...Damn it."

Seeing my BMW let him beat it like this, I couldn't help but feel angry.

"Stop," I stepped forward and stopped his hand and scolded him, "Get back!"

Maybe he just wanted to find an opportunity to escape, but after he thanked him, he dodged.

I didn't pay attention to that guy anymore. I knew he had his own difficulties. As a groom, it was really not easy for me. For me, I didn't want to completely affect my current interest because of my actions just now. After all, I was going to get the mount first instead of punishing people.

When I looked back at the invincible, my thoughts unconsciously returned to some of my past memories.

It is indeed a good horse, and his fate is also linked to me. If you want to say that you can finally reach the end with me, then he can only be counted. Moreover, his violence during his lifetime is also famous, or this is why he was killed by "I" at that time. But such an accident cannot conceal the fact that he is a good horse.

I think if it was about when it surrendered to me, it might be at such a moment of grievance. Perhaps the whipping of the horse trainer gave me the opportunity to soothe his soul trauma. I used the soft power of the holy light to soothe his wounds. Although the whipping scars in this way were nothing to it. But for the reciprocating of the soul, it was indeed not more suitable than this time, and I could feel that it gradually accepted my existence, or not, because I had found my place in him.

For my actions, Fanuc and others were full of vigilance. They were always ready for me to be treated like Sasarien, but it was not the case. After it felt my power, it gradually fell to me. Or he understood what I meant and the memories when it was very young. Yes, it was the birth I witnessed. I have seen it again for so many years, but he will accompany me for the rest of my life in the future.

I rode on it, and it stretched out its front hooves excitedly and roared to the sky. While my friends congratulated me, I smiled. Or should I slip on it twice. And just when I was about to ride out, the messenger I sent to Stormwind City back. Maybe it was because I was subdued by a good horse, so I was so happy that I saw everything happily. Maybe my hot and happy mind also took it for granted that the messenger was infected. Looking at his smiling expression, maybe it brought me good news in the south.

Maybe that's the case, or something that should have happened is going to be born.
Chapter completed!