Second Quarter Mounts

"Master, do you call me?" Ashrufat's eyes were seen by a young girl in a half-naked nightgown, rubbing her eyes lazily. That should be quite appealing. However, her body is completely out of harmony with her surroundings, out of place, and a complete phantom.

"What's the matter with you? You're just a phantom. ”

"I'm just presenting a façade that might make you happy. "It's just a moment, and Carrie has become normal. Dressed in the usual local costume of Delos, only the strange and cute rabbit ear hat still wears on his head.

"It's time for us to start practicing magic. ”

"Well, Carrie will help you. ”

He walked to the farthest distance from the dark magic symbol and began to practice. The feeling of being in touch with magic is unfamiliar, and it is completely different from the feeling of holding a sword. This made him believe that before his amnesia, he should have been a warrior who was good at weapon combat, not a mage.

"Yes, master, that's it, coordinate the energy and start the spell. ”

He opened his mouth and spat out several complex syllables, and with each syllable, energy surged wildly through the air. In an instant, the withered blade appeared in his hand, and the red blood armor appeared on him...... With the exception of the helmet, which barely remained overhead, the other armor pieces fell to the ground.

Failed again. Originally, this magic was to instantly teleport distant weapons and armor to the body, but it was passed on, and it was not delivered.

"No, it's already good. Master, you are making fast progress. You can now practice teleporting equipment back to its original location. ”

Ashruphat began to drive another magic, and armor, weapons, and pieces disappeared from his hand, and then reappeared next to the symbol of the dark magic.

"Very good, master, you have a preliminary mastery. This way you can summon your weapon armor when you need it, without having to carry it with you, eye-catching. As for teleporting in place, it can only be practiced over a long period of time. ”

"Magic seems to be a very difficult thing, why do I think it's not particularly difficult?"

"Master, that's because you're not human anymore. You belong to ...... Well...... Magical creatures. So controlling magical energy is a matter of course for you. Now it's time to practice the rest of the magic. ”

"Not human, then how can I be so tired and hungry and thirsty in the desert...... Enough of torture, but you told me I didn't need any equipment to cross the desert!"

"Have you not succeeded in crossing the desert? you may be thirsty, hungry, and tired, but you will never die because of it. The reason why you feel this way is because your cell turnover rate is ......"

"What is cell turnover speed?" Ashrufat interrupted Carrie impatiently.

"Sorry, you only have access to the second level of artificial intelligence. Carrie stuck out her tongue. "I can't explain any of these terms. ”

Ashrufat could only roll his eyes. Hey, forget it, there's nothing wrong with having a little more protective skills.

"Alright, let's start practicing the rest of the magic. ”

At dawn, he left the basement.

"Alright, Carrie, you can rest. ”

"Great, but Carrie still advises you that you should get a mount, otherwise it will not be in line with your honorable status...... And it's not good for you to travel far. ”

"With that miser's salary, where is there enough money for me to buy a good horse?!

"Well, I don't think it's a good choice to buy a horse. I recommend that you make a do-it-yourself mount. ”

......

Because Delos is indeed an unusually calm place where birds don't, the main job as a garrison captain is to do nothing. After breakfast, Ashrufat arrived at the barracks and announced to the soldiers the mayor's plan. Although this decision caused a little grumbling, most people were still happy to go on an expedition. Because of the quiet thoughts, as a soldier, he naturally wants to move.

After completing this, Ashruphat returned to the city. Delos is a small place, and you can't hide anything. He remembered that the innkeeper had a horse that had died the other day.

"Boss, it looks like you're in a bit of a nuisance. When Ashrufat walked into the inn, he saw the boss sitting on a stool with a sad face.

"A little nuisance? Hah, I really hope it's a little nuisance. Three days ago, my old horse died, well, it was expected, because the poor old man was too old to carry people. Yesterday, my proudest 'Wind Chaser' also died. I've lost a lot of money now!"

Ashrufat looked in the direction of the boss's hand and saw the dead black horse.

"Well, dead?"

"That's right, it's as true as you came to my house! So I've lost a lot!" said the innkeeper with a wry smile.

"How about I alleviate your losses a little? I'm willing to ...... Fifteen silver coins to buy this dead horse!"

"Hah, really, why are you interested in dead horses?"

"Because a complete horse skin is needed...... Of course it doesn't matter to you. ”

"Of course, Captain, tell me how I can get those fifteen silver coins. ”

"It's easy, you just have to drag the dead horse to the edge of the river beach outside the city. After lunch, I will be waiting for you there with money and skinning tools. Then you can leave with the money, and I'll take matters into my own hands and get myself a complete horseskin. ”

This windfall made the innkeeper seem a little elated. After the garrison captain left, he didn't delay for a minute, and went straight to the job of earning fifteen silver coins. If the Wind Chaser survives, it will be worth at least fifty silver coins, but if it dies, it can be sold for fifteen silver coins.

Captain Esseurofat is very trustworthy. At noon, the innkeeper met him on the edge of the river. Ashrufat was carrying a huge backpack and a mess of tools.

"Alright, I'll do the rest myself. Ashrufat unloaded his bag and handed the boss fifteen silver coins. The latter hadn't eaten lunch yet, so he didn't stop to go back to eat for a moment.

Watching the boss go away, Ashrufat opened his backpack and poured out the contents. It was all kinds of rags that he had scavenged at low prices from the city's leathermen, blacksmiths, and carpenters in the morning.

Then he set up the skinning tools and prepared to do it. Although he has a special peeling knife in his hand, he doesn't know how to do it in the face of a huge dead horse. No way.

"Carrie. ”

"Yes, master. ”

"You can do it for me. ”

"Yes, host, on your own volition. I will temporarily take control of your body. ”

"Alright, I'm completely voluntary, you can do it quickly. ”

Ashrufat relaxed, and then he felt his hands begin to move. Make the first incision in the horse's abdomen. His fingers nimble with a skinning knife peel horses off dead horses with great speed and accuracy. The movements are skillful and swift enough to amaze a professional butcher.

A piece of horseskin was already neat and untouched, and it was spread out on the ground without missing a bit.

But that's not all. Under Carrie's control, he used the same speed, high speed and skillfully dismembered the horse's corpse, stripping the bones from the sinew and internal organs.

By the time he had done the job thoroughly, the carcass had been cut into three parts. Part of it is useless horse meat and offal, part is intact horse bones, and the last part is horse skin.

"Are you sure it's okay? Carrie?"

"No problem, the current master, I will definitely be able to do it!"

Ashrufat concentrated the power of his magic, injecting an entire mass of magic into the horse's bones. Magic connects the bones of horses that had been motionless...... Then he saw the horse's bones stand up, as if it had been alive and flesh, and there was an unclean glint in his eyes.

This vision made him take half a step back. That's the power of black magic, it's incredible.

"Don't be surprised, master, this is a very basic skill for you. I'll take care of the rest. ”

With the help of his hand, Carrie skillfully filled the metal and leather into the skeleton horse's bare body. After stuffing everything in, Carrie lifted the horseskin and used the power of magic to rewrap the horseskin around the skeleton horse. Finally, he picked up the horse's eyes and stuffed them back into the horse's sockets.

Although the meat and internal organs were all dug up. But at this moment, the horse looks exactly the same as it did when he was alive.

"This horse...... Can you ride it?" Ashrufat touched the horse, which felt very similar to a real horse because of the leather stuffed into his body.

"Of course, because it's all magically driven, it's much better than the average horse. Absolutely tame, fast, and don't have to worry about getting sick and dying lame and the like. ”

"Why should I use horse bones? Can I just make a horse out of wood or something, and drive it with black magic?"

"You can drive, but every detail, every step you make, every movement you make, you have to cast a spell. Wood itself has no instinct to move. So I recommend that even if you are a wooden horse, you should install a horse skull. This allows your mount to move instinctively and manoeuvre effortlessly. And borrowing horse bones can save you the trouble of shaping the body. It takes a lot of work to carve a wooden horse that is exactly the same as the real horse......"

"Okay, okay, anyway, I understand! What's next?"

"I suggest you let it go first and let it get used to manipulating this new body. In a sense, it's a whole new creature, a magical creature. While its power comes from your magic, it still has some instincts. ”

"There's no saddle anyway!" Ashruphat let go of the magic joint, and the newly resurrected horse was free, and suddenly ran away.

"How do I get it back?"

"Come back here when you need to, just focus your magical energy. Its instinct will bring it back to you. Because its new life comes entirely from your magic. Once the magic energy is depleted, it will turn back into a dead thing. ”

It's not early. Ashrufat soon lit a fire on the river beach and burned the horse meat to prevent the spread of disease. When he was done, he packed up his remaining tools and headed for Delos.

The next thing is to buy a saddle...... Hey, why is the saddle so expensive? Damn, it shouldn't have been fifteen silver coins!

Far ahead, a figure stood in the way.

It was dusk, when the farmers were about to leave the fields and head home. There shouldn't have been anyone here on the riverbank. Ashrufat chose to dispose of the dead horse here, because he saw this.

That posture stood motionless in the middle of the path...... What does this mean?

But that figure, with long braids on the back...... It was a woman.

Ashrufat continued on. Now he could see clearly that it was a young girl dressed in foreign clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with light silver hair of light blue. His hair was braided and hung down to his waist. She holds a short sword in her right hand and a long whip in her right hand. There was a dangerous glint in his eyes.