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“…!”
The neighing of horses echoed from the skies.
“Neiiiigh!”
“Hiiiiiing!”
“P-Pegasus…?!”
The papal soldiers looked up to the sky and were shocked to see a flock of winged horses descending from the clouds. The riders of these mystical creatures were extremely beautiful people with pointy ears.
The soldiers immediately realized that these people were none other than the flying squadron of the legendary kingdom of the elves, Elondel.
“Oh my god! It’s a flying squadron! It’s Elondel’s Flying Squadron!” a knight shouted.
‘Flying squadron? Why will the kingdom only found in legends suddenly come here?’ Pope Theopilus was baffled.
The knights from the kingdom of the elves, Elondel, could only be met by the officials of the Proatine Kingdom, and it was impossible for ordinary people like the pope to meet them.
“Neiiiigh!” Hyperion neighed loudly before landing in front of the papal troops. Steam blew out from his nostrils in anger as the intelligent creature recognized what was happening in the village.
The beautiful knight riding on the pegasus, the Princess of Elondel, Brunhilde, asked,...
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