Chapter 414
"No." After a moment of thought, Ian shook his head lightly. "Just call it a horse."
"Why? Is it because it's a beast?" Lucia blinked as she asked.
The black horse, still chewing on bones, twisted its head sharply. Its crimson eyes locked onto Ian—as if it had understood every word of their conversation.
"It's not that."
What's with the staring now?
Ian took another sip of liquor before glancing at Lucia, who was still looking up at him.
"Later. If it survives a few battles, then maybe."
"Ah." Lucia's expression shifted, and a small smile tugged at her lips. "So it's the opposite. You're worried you'll get too attached. Isn't that right?"
Seriously, she doesn’t miss a thing.
Ian let out a low snort as he watched the black horse turn its head back forward. Diana, who had been chewing on jerky with her mask hanging around her neck, furrowed her brows as if she'd heard something absurd.
"Getting attached? What kind of nonsense—" She trailed off mid-sentence, lips pressing shut as Ian turned to her with a slightly colder gaze.