The man-horse contest ended with Lothar's final victory. Although judging from the situation of one man and one horse, the stallion who loses but is calm and relaxed, and the man who wins but spreads on the back of the horse and has a few days to come, it is really impossible for people to tell who is the real winner on both sides. The Earl's old injuries had not healed, and this time a new one was added, and he was directly the one who was in the best physical condition in the squad to the one who was only better than the division, and it was Batu with a complicated expression who replaced his original position.

When he saw Lothar return, Batu silently let go of the tomahawk that had been given to him by the Count for the time being in the Count's afterglow. The falconer clearly recognized the gap between himself and Lothar, and realized how stupid it was for him to give birth to the feeling that he had surpassed Lothar in such a short period of time. Of course, he could assume that the reason why he failed to tame or even dare to treat the horse that Lothar rode under his crotch as his target was because of caution. But the praipe people's pragmatism made him have to admit that, as a result, the Count of Montenegro who conquered the leader of the herd would be sung the praises of the Count of Montenegro, rather than the careful choice of a man of the Antelope tribe who was not a particularly strong mare.

"Will you continue to watch there, or will you help me get me off this demon's back?" the brown and red horse strolled in front of the group, covered in abrasions and other scars, and Lothar sent a miserable-looking signal to her companions asking for help. In tone, the Count did not show any pride or complacency, and he did not regard taming a horse as a merit, for all his actions were aimed at helping his fellow men and fulfilling the stallion's responsibility as a leader.

"Are you going to call it a demon?" asked Cheese with a bit of amusement as he watched Atta and Batu get Lothar off their horses, and since the Count still had the strength to joke, it meant that his injuries were not as serious as they seemed. In this regard, the mage and his old friend still have enough tacit understanding.

"Hmm," Lothar thought for a moment, then raised her hand to stroke the side of the brown-red steed as she stood on the ground, and shook her head slightly, "I guess it's better not to name it." You see, we only need horsepower temporarily, and there is no need to let it follow after the next tribe or out of the grasslands. So I thought, don't leave too many human symbols on it. I won't be in the prairie for long, it won't be able to follow me, and it may take some time to find another group of mares, but it belongs here. ”

Lothar wasn't all emotional, taming wild horses was one thing, but domesticating wild horses was another. For animals that were originally in the wild, being domesticated by humans meant losing their freedom while gaining food security, which is not acceptable to all living beings. In the case of falconry, all domesticated eagles, including Naren, are carefully nurtured by the falconer from the time they are still eggs, so that they can find a balance between their instinctive innate wildness and the acquired training to cooperate with humans. And for those animals that originally lived in the wild, this matter is not so simple, hunger strikes, self-harm, and even violent injuries are common in the domestication of various beasts. As a knight, Lothar had considerable knowledge of horses, so he knew that the difference between the habits and habits of a tamed wild horse and a horse that was kept in a stable by birth was much greater than a reins and a saddle, and the former could not leave the natural environment in which he had been raised.

The Grey Robe agrees with this, for them horses and vehicles are just tools used to reach their destinations, and it is obviously unreasonable to force them to behave in the same state in all environments, regardless of the suitability of the tools. However, some people don't think so.

"It's your business to put it away, but I think you should give it a name. This helps to communicate between you and it. Batu didn't intend to stop Lothar's thoughts, but he had his own experience as a hunter with an animal companion and gave advice on it. This is a practical suggestion that names can be a very important medium of communication between humans and animals until a deeper connection is established, although it may well have two very different meanings in the eyes of both parties.

Batu's words also made sense, not only did Lothar need a code name to communicate with his new mount, but everyone else also needed this thing to call the horse, so even though Lothar was not very willing, he tried to name the brown-red stallion, "Then call you Harold IV, you and III have similar tempers anyway." ”

People who don't understand the meaning of the name are just confused, but it's not strange to name horses after people. In some societies, pets owned by the upper class not only have a richer life than ordinary people, but even have more human names than them. But when you think about it, the so-called pets are just part of the will of their owners, so it doesn't matter what kind of name they get, it just reflects the taste of their owners.

And Cheese, who knew, even said that he was familiar with the name Harold, had a laughing and crying expression when he heard Lothar's words. He did not think that this was the Count's way of expressing his displeasure with the deceased Archduke of the Blood Axe, but rather that in Lothar's heart, the man who had entrusted him with the Fool's Justice still had considerable weight. It is no wonder that, according to Lothar himself, the two men who had the greatest influence on his childhood were Hern Sigget, the first king of the blue lion, and Harold III, the Grand Duke of Bloodaxe.

"During my time on the steppe, I called you Harold IV. I know you don't understand the name, but that's okay, it's just an inconsequential codename. Yes, just like any other inconsequential codename. The Count stroked the stallion's front cheek lightly, looking into the other's eyes, and letting his face be reflected in the large eyeball.

"Whew. Harold IV snorted, walked up to Lothar, and then stretched out his tongue and licked his hand.

"It looks like our horse problem is solved. That's the good news. Cheese wanted to clap his hands as a sign of conclusion, and shrugged his shoulders when he realized that his hands hadn't moved. His arms are now tied to his chest with straw ropes to prevent the bones from growing out of shape as they heal.

Companions, rejoicing that the horse problem had been solved, Lothar and Batu were also actively deepening their friendship with their new four-legged friend. The mage, silently walked a few steps away, and looked into the distance with a hidden smile on his face. The problem of horses is only one of the easiest problems to solve in their future, and solving this problem means that they have to face bigger and more difficult problems.

"Come one by one, this, I can't wait. ”