Chapitre 96: Chapter 96

"Dad, do horses bite?" Suddenly, he could not help but burst into laughter after hearing his son's absurd question.

Of course, it was silly, but that was how children learned. They have to ask questions, no matter how ridiculous it might sound.

"No, they don't. But they can kick and run fast if they feel threatened." He explained, opening one of the stalls to show his son one of the horses he used when he was here.

As they said, horses had a good memory. They could tell if a person or an animal was a friend or a threat to them. They had a high sense for such things.

So far, King seemed to remember him well. The horse immediately walked toward him, nuzzling his nose into his face, and decided he was a long-time friend.

"Hey, there, my man. How have you been?" It had been a while since he had last seen and ridden the horse, but the white stallion had never forgotten.