Chapter 222: 222 221. White and Black Horses

In the middle of autumn, the blue sky is far and high.

And the horse in front of you is tall.

Wolfe is a beautiful white horse in a fairy tale. The tenderness and body are brilliantly white.

But those blue eyes glanced at themselves and exhaled for a long time as they sighed.

"Uh, Darya, just take your time. If the stepping stone seems to be low, I'll bring you something higher..."

Wolf's care hurts my chest.

I'm getting a stepping stone out of here, but I can't get on my horseback from there.

Precisely, if you can't put your foot on the saddle or manage to put it on, your body won't get to the top of the saddle.

Sifting is unbalanced and falling three times against Wolfe, who can ride hiccups without stepping stones. I get really unstable and fluttered.

"Because Grecale is taller. I'll find another high step."

"Excuse me......"

Grecale is the name of this white horse.

In the stables of the mansion where Wolfe is located (Cusha), he says he is the smartest horse.

It is the first horseback ride for Darya. Naturally, I don't know what to do.

But in fact, neither Wolfe's explanation nor his aids were as good as enough.

If it's hard to ride, just let Wolf ride the horse first and pull up Darya's body.

Or you could just push your hips a little from the bottom and put them on your back, that's all.

But it is now that he, gritted with disrespect for Darya, is trying to make the stepping stone even higher.

The white horse also exhaled for a long time as Wolfe headed to find a stepping stone.

A good amount of time has elapsed between riding and not riding while still connected to the pile in front of the stables. Maybe I'm tired of it.

Darya today was wearing horseback riding clothes made of soft materials. It is a red tea jacket and vest, as well as slender white culotte trousers with horseback riding boots and leather gloves.

I was told I would lend you a set of things in the mansion, but everything is brand new no matter what. And the size is right for me. Cullot pants are a little too perfect for you.

Next to the horse, Darya sighed as she felt the thought of the debt piling up.

"Darya, wouldn't this be okay?

What Wolfe brought was not a stepping stone, but a stepping stone with a three-step scaffold.

Surely there would be no problem with this height. Whether or not it will stabilize after riding on the saddle is another story.

"Thanks...... but think about it, there's no stepping stone ahead of you going out on a horse, is there?

"I'll help you then."

I was anxious to say it, and he answered with a beat on the way. And start getting ready for stepladder as it is.

I don't have any motor nerves of my own, so I guess I didn't know how to follow up.

I'm so sorry.

But if you remain in need of assistance, can't you ride a horse without Wolfe?

Whether we should still work out a little more body, build a small stepping stone, or something we can't do with the devil's guide - the white horse suddenly turned his face to Darya, who thought about it.

"Ouch!

He chewed and pulled out a strand of hair that was snug in the wind.

"Darya?!

"... it's okay, you know, I just got a few hairs out"

Actually, I think I got nearly ten. I'm a little worried about the roots.

If you look at the killer's white horse with tears in his eyes, he's looking forward and chewing his hair mumbling.

I don't think it tastes good, but was it attracted to colors reminiscent of carrots? No, more than that, is human hair not bad for the horse?

"Hey, Grecale! Oh, my God, to Darya!

Along with the harsh voice, the intimidation was activated.

Darya turns aggressively to Wolfe's back.

Marcella taught me, but the intimidation is strong on the front, so I hear the back side is still good.

Indeed, the feeling of freezing was as thin as before and I managed to move.

You'll find that I was scolded, when Grecale busts out, I tremble, and I bow my neck.

Other horses, who had not been stables until then, were suddenly quiet.

"Wolf, you know, in that heap! Other horses are scared too!

"... sorry"

When he looked at Grecale, he moistened his blue eyes and looked at himself. Just the opposite.

"I think Grecale wanted it to go away because I couldn't get on very well. I'm just a little stuck, and I'm fine."

"I'm sorry about our horse. I heard Grecale is the easiest ride, but if it's going to be this bad, a different horse would be better."

With that said, Wolf turned his attention to the other horses.

but the stables horses all distract me. I guess I'm scared because of the intimidation.

Even the horse I met with was softly nagging me.

As he shifted his gaze, from the room at the far end, a black horse gave him a face.

Long grey tendencies with curls on a body that is bigger than other horses. Four fat legs are also gray under their knees. I'm staring at this one with my eyes creepy black eyes.

It has a slightly different vibe than the other horses, what a strong feeling it feels like.

"Senele......"

When Wolf called his name to be sure, the horse broke his knee on the spot. It looks like a dog lying low.

"Wolf, is that horse named 'Senele'?

"Oh, I was told I wouldn't recommend it much because it's hard to ride... probably because it's a little bigger than other horses. He kind of wants to give it a ride, let's get it out."

Wolff returns Grecale to his stables room and brings Senele.

Standing diagonally forward, he held the horse's neck with both hands and called his name as he looked into its black eyes.

"Senele, I'll put Dahlia on board, so thank you..."

"Hi-hin, hi-hin"

A horse that rang as if to answer broke his knee again somehow. Plus, even my neck lowers my mind near the ground.

Wolfe just put a saddle for two on that back.

"Darya can ride easily with this."

"Um... can I really ride in this position?

Senele remains still on the ground.

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When it comes to horseback riding, wasn't riding a standing horse fundamental? Is there no burden on this horse?

"Maybe not for a formal horseback ride, but I guess not until I get used to it"

"Wouldn't it be a burden for Senele?

"Senele is no problem because she's more powerful than the other horses. It's a captured horse from the meadows, because it's a mix of regular horses and green horses (green hose)"

Green Horse (Green Horse) is a demon that is said to run at a flying speed using wind magic.

Senele's physique and unique appearance may crack the blood of a green horse (green hose).

If you look closely, its black fur was a beautiful shade containing a green gloss.

"The captured horse is often impatient, but Senele seems to be an adult."

Wolfe strokes Senele's neck as she says so.

Nevertheless, he is a very well-behaved horse. Stay down, I can't even move.

"Uh, nice to meet you, Senele"

Greeting next to Wolfe, Senele was not as small as she admitted.

When it comes to what Darya does, just sit in the saddle in front of you. Wolff adjusted his legs on the spot.

Senele then slowly stood me up.

I guess he cared about himself as a horse and moved slowly to the limit. A puffy tremor came through, but his vision slowly increased and he had no fear at all.

What a caring horse - so impressed, Wolfe jumped on the back.

Whether it's because of the Heavenly Wolf (Scoll) bracelet or because of his great physical abilities, he's barely even shaken.

"In the back of a horse, you're quite tall"

You can't look back because it's bad when you're out of balance. As I said with my face forward, I felt a sign of Wolfe laughing on my back.

A long arm stretched from your left and right grabs the reins as a matter of course.

"Don't worry, I'll never drop anything about Darya. Well, shall we let Senele walk a little? How to hold the reins…"

A voice of explanation that begins to be heard unexpectedly close. The wind is a little chilly, but the back is terribly warm.

Under the autumn sky, a somewhat restless horseback riding experience began.

"Thank you for today, Senele"

After the horseback riding experience, Darya thanks the black horse.

Then he put brown squared sugar on his palm and showed it to Senele.

Wolfe, I hear it's a reward for good luck.

With his nose stretched out in delight, Senele softly eats (ha) squared sugar. The tongue that hit my palm was just a little tickled.

Wolfe spoke to me as I nodded and watched the grey tendencies sway in the wind.

"Darya, would you like to stroke Senele?

He wanted to stroke it, but it was clearly out on his face.

"Wouldn't they hate you?

"I'll be fine around my neck. I might be vigilant near my eyes. Speak up, I think Senele will feel safe if you move slowly"

"Uh... Senele, let me stroke you"

Turn it down and gently touch the temper.

The black horse stifled his neck for a moment, but after that he could be caressed but remained.

The longer tenderness with curls is surprisingly soft. Underneath, stroking her warm neck, Senele narrows her eyes and looks at Dahlia.

I couldn't stop stroking my hand on that face that seemed pleasant, and I was interested in talking about Wolf and the horse for a while.

"Senele is smart and kind, she's a good horse"

"Thanks, I'll tell the tutor later."

At first I wondered what would happen, but thanks to my smart horse and Wolfe I had a good horse riding experience.

Darya said, with a sense of relief, just a little prank.

"Thank you for today, 'Dr. Wolfe'"

"Uh, 'encourage'... let's not, Darya. This is very unsettling..."

He tries to act as a teacher with a straight face and blows out to an instantly collapsed Wolf.

Next to the two of them, Senele wasn't turning her neck straight to the side.

This evening, Wolfe politely brushed, praised, stroked and thanked the black horse after the meal.

Then, from time to time, I talked with my eyes together.

"It's hard to teach people to ride horses. I've been riding since I was a little girl, and I've never taught in a squad, so it sounds like I'm bad at teaching. Even a horse as good as Senele is still unstable for Darya to ride, so we need to be careful not to let her get hurt..."

At first it was about horseback riding, and at some point it was about Darya. But the black horse was listening with his ears turned to this side as he clasped his pears.

"It would be safer for the two of us for a while, though I'm a little restless. No, I don't feel bad... I need to be in the mood to be a horseback riding teacher for Darya's safety"

Senele's occasional move around her neck at a good time is one reason why she's been talking for so long.

"... oh, you've spoken in"

Soon I notice the night book (and all) falling off, and stop talking.

The other person is a horse. Even though I didn't know what the story meant and I was free, I let them hang out for a long time.

"Senele, thank you for today. Get some rest."

Trying to leave the side, Senele hinted small.

With his head down, he gently pushes the shoulder behind Wolfe with his nose tip.

Looking back, the black eyes that looked at me were so deep, they even looked a little sassy.

"Tomorrow, when I go to the royal castle, I'll ride Senele."

Unexpectedly, the black horse stopped moving and exhaled a little longer.

Senele, who until this day was said to be difficult to treat, will have a reputation as a caring horse.

It won't be long before Wolfe likes it and uses it to get to and from the green tower.

By the way, Senele was a dark-hitting horse with the blood of a green horse (Green Horse), and from the day she was captured to today, she was rotten by the absence of males with the strength she aspired to around her.

This is why I honestly didn't do it, even though I understood what the tutor and rider said.

Seeing Wolfe's intimidation, he witnessed strength up close and convinced himself that this was his great lord (or lord).

So I finally decided to follow this environment, this herd.

In contrast to such Senele, Wolfe has one thing to remain much misguided.

Senele didn't push Wolf out of a sawdust.

I just wanted to push the back of the Lord, who is unable to take a step now, from behind.

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