Chapitre 508: Precious, You Bad Girl

"Still want to call me weak?" Yvonne tilted her head while looking at the young squire who was cowering in fright.

Just earlier, he was spouting big words about how girls should not be allowed to step inside the riding field as she might faint.

Yet right now, he was the one who appeared to be on the verge of losing his consciousness.

The reason behind this sudden reversal was the one who was standing behind the young squire.

"Hello, Precious." Yvonne smiled at the etcher who was now before her.

The one she wished to greet in the riding field was none other than Captain Desmo's etcher, Precious, whom she had seen from afar.

Since the beast had yet to notice her presence, she had wished to get closer to her and meet the horse who accompanied the Captain to her house each day.