CHAPTER 114: CHAPTER 81 CENTAUR TRIBE_2

The little pony seemed to also sense the Ratwoman’s mockery, and she wasn’t as afraid as she was the first time she saw Bobo yesterday.

She knew that Bobo was with Kana and the others, a safe friend.

She turned her head and wrinkled her nose in the direction of the Ratwoman.

Feeling a bit embarrassed about her behavior, she let go of the thigh she was holding onto.

However, this time she didn’t run around wildly among the group, staying close to Kana instead.

At this moment, the trees were becoming sparser.

They were about to leave the forest.

Indeed.

Not long after, George, who went out scouting, ran back again.

There was actually no need for such frequent scouting.

But since George’s endurance hadn’t reached its limit, the physical exertion was minimal for him.

Thus, the frequency of natural exploration increased.

During his exploration, he would also engage in actions similar to training.

"I saw it, an endless green grassland, my gosh, it’s so beautiful!"

Apparently, he had seen the grassland and was somewhat excited as he spoke.

After all, there were no such landscapes in the Safro Kingdom.

"Really? What does it look like?" Alyris couldn’t help but ask with curiosity.

"Well... it’s big, green, and vast." Words eluded George as he struggled to describe it, managing only these few words after a long pause.

Bobo teased, "What an ignoramus. Don’t call me teacher anymore, you fool."

George clicked his tongue at the scold but wasn’t angry.

He had almost figured out his Ratman teacher’s temper.

Harboring curiosity about the grassland.

Everyone couldn’t help but quicken their pace.

With the trees becoming sparser and a gentle breeze starting to blow through.

When they finally stepped out of the forest, what met their eyes was.

An expansive and boundless green land.

"It’s really beautiful, just like a green ocean," Blake couldn’t help but be mesmerized by the scene before him, murmuring.

A gentle breeze swept across the grass, the green blades swayed like waves in the wind.

The blue sky was also a clear, washed azure.

Reaching a familiar place, the little pony immediately became excited, letting go of Kana’s hand and started galloping with her hooves.

"Hehe haha..."

Running across the grassland in front of everyone, she let out a silvery bell-like laugh.

After a while, Kana gestured for her to come back.

Only then did the little pony run back.

"Come on, let’s take you home," Kana said, pointing in a direction and repeating the word "home" in Centaur language.

The little pony nodded vigorously, repeating the word with her mouth.

Kana waved to the group, being pulled by the little pony as they trotted ahead.

Anita, following behind, finally couldn’t help but ask, "Does Your Highness the Prince know the location of the Centaur Tribe?"

This isn’t just about knowing the area.

Faced with her seemingly self-talking question, Bobo, walking past her, glanced at her and casually said, "That’s just Kana, you’ll get used to it."

Isn’t it normal for Kana to know some information he shouldn’t know?

Anita looked at the group moving ahead.

What do you mean by "that’s just Kana"? What do you mean by "you’ll get used to it"?

And why is it that as a Ratman, you carry such heavy burdens without panting?

Are you really a Scholar?

So many questions, Anita didn’t even know where to start complaining.

Kana’s issues are significant, but you guys aren’t without your problems either.

"Whatever, I’m just here to learn about the Blood Race’s situation, following them is something I had no choice about. Once they’re settled, I should leave too."

Miss Anita had given up on digging further, after all, it would be too impolite.

She hadn’t asked those important questions all along, so she naturally wouldn’t dig into them now either.

Not thinking about these things made her feel much more relaxed, as she quickened her pace to catch up.

"Looks like someone is coming over."

Just as they left the forest and hadn’t walked far into the grassland, George saw from afar that someone seemed to be rushing towards them.

Very soon, everyone could see clearly, it looked like people riding horses.

Essentially, they were centaurs.

Sure enough, a small team of several centaurs was charging toward them.

They weren’t holding weapons, approaching in a secure manner.

"Humans, please wait a moment!"

From afar, they could hear one centaur shouting in a common language, using some sort of spell to carry his voice to the group with the wind.

As they got closer, even before they were completely near, a voice came again: "Did you come from the forest..."

However, the sentence wasn’t finished.

As the little pony waved and shouted excitedly, her voice filled with joy.

Then one of the centaurs sped up in an instant, rushing to the group’s side, next to the little pony.

The little pony leaped into the embrace.

The two embraced excitedly, speaking in an unintelligible centaur language.

Yet it was very clear, this centaur must be the little pony’s relative, probably her father.

The centaur who seemed like the Captain also ran over, looking at the scene with joy.

He glanced over at Kana, easily understanding the situation.

With a voice filled with excitement: "Did you rescue Katie? Thank you so much."

A pony that was nearly given up for dead had returned, how could they not be overjoyed?