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Sympathy… … the ability? That's what our ancestors had?"

Jiselle nodded at Ascon's question.

"Yes. If dwarves were blessed with the ability to create, then the true blessing that elves received was the ability to communicate with nature and animals. That's how they became the most outstanding spirit masters."

All the elves gathered together at Giselle's somewhat serious words.

"Poohahaha!"

"Wow, my lord! You still look like a boy!"

"Empathy! That's something that only happens in storybooks!"

"If we knew how to do that, we wouldn't have gotten beat up by the lord! Where is that kind of thing!"

Giselle rolled up her sleeves without saying anything. At the same time, the elves stopped laughing and straightened their posture.

It was an instantaneous communication with the other person's mind. The vassals who came with Jiselle saw that quick reaction and thought that she might have a real ability to 'communicate'.

Jiselle slowly lowered her fist and looked around at the elves as she asked.

"Did you just read my mind? You can do it, right?"

"evil!"

Giselle nodded after hearing the elves' loud response.

"Okay, don't worry, I can do it. Hey, bring the prepared horses."

After a while, soldiers came with horses to match the number of elves. But they all looked unusual.

Heeeeeeling!

"Whoa, whoa! Stay still!"

"What kind of power is this?"

"Please listen to me!"

The horses kept yapping and yapping, trying to attack the soldiers. The soldiers themselves were in a bad state, as if they had suffered a lot while being dragged there.

These are horses that have lived in constant battle in the harsh environment of the North. Naturally, their temperament could not help but be ferocious.

Jiselle stroked her chin as she watched the sight.

"Hmm, I guess I'll have to tame him quickly. He's getting more and more irritable."

It wasn't easy to drag them here either. Since there were hundreds of knights who could handle mana, they had to forcibly connect the horses and drag them here.

Because their living environment suddenly changed, the horses became more stressed and began to run wild as time passed.

The elves gulped as they watched the horses emitting wild aura.

'You want us to tame something like that?'

'I think we're going to be tamed.'

'Wow, look at those muscles on the horse topic. They must have been running around all day.'

The elves had no idea how to tame such harsh words.

I've only ever had a few pets while living in a noble household, but that was it. I wasn't particularly interested in them, and even if I did become a little friendly with them, I never felt anything special.

I had heard that my ancestors had such abilities, but I thought they were just exaggerated legends.

"Looking at the elves with worried expressions on their faces," said Giselle.

"Now, each of you catch a horse and tame it."

"How do I… … do it?"

"You can ask sincerely. You can say you want to be friends, or you can ask for help. Then the horses will read your mind and do what you want. That's the innate blessing of elves. It's no different from the affinity for spirits."

"… … ."

The elves asked Giselle with sincerity and a salty expression, just as they had learned.

"Do I have to do it?"

"Let's start quickly."

Jiselle ignored the request without a second thought.

This was really a method that had already been proven in the previous life. It was an ability that all the elves who fought together during the chaos could use, although the elves had not yet figured it out.

In my previous life, thanks to them, I could quickly train cavalry if I had a horse. After talking to the elves a few times, the horses would listen to me and move on their own.

But unlike Giselle, the unsure elves approached the horses with faces that looked like they were about to die.

And soon the battle between the elves and the horses began.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

"Eww!"

Following Giselle's advice to deal with them sincerely, the elves began to fight with sincerity.

"Stay still! You! Be my friend!"

Elves with only their upper body muscles developed greatly climbed onto the horse's back and strangled its neck with their biceps. They tried to subdue it with force, relying on the muscles they had trained so far.

But the horses lived in the North, killing people and monsters. Their momentum and ferocity were incomparable to those of other ordinary horses.

Purrrrrrp!

His eyes turned red and he got excited and started to run wild, so many elves fell to the ground, unable to withstand the force.

Phew!

"Keeeeeek!"

The horses mercilessly kicked or trampled the elves who fell. Thanks to their muscular training, none of the elves died.

"How cheeky of you to talk like that!"

"Do we look funny?"

"We are the masters of nature and animals!"

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The excited elves also attacked their animal friends with their fists, and soon the training grounds became a mess.

Even in the midst of the chaos, one horse stood out. It was a black horse with a much stronger body and a more beautiful mane than the others.

Heeeeeeling!

"Wow! What is this!"

"Why are you so strong!"

"You look so cool!"

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The black horse, very angry, kicked and swung several times. It was so ferocious that the elves and soldiers could not even approach.

But as if that wasn't enough, he started to indiscriminately attack the people around him.

It was obvious at first glance that the words were extremely dirty.

"Eww! Dodge! I missed!"

"That's just crazy talk!"

"Shit! You look like a lord!"

As the people dispersed, cursing, the black horse began to look for someone to vent his anger on.

Doo doo doo doo doo!

The horse, with its eyes shining and its fierce momentum, headed towards the direction where Jiselle was.

A storm-like rush that seems to sweep everything away.

The vassals nearby were startled by the sight and shouted.

"My lord!"

"Avoid!"

As Gillian and the knights were about to step forward, Giselle reached out to stop them, then strode forward instead.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

As if he was just going to take it in the head, the black horse ran forward without slowing down at all, neighing fiercely.

And just as the horse approached, Jiselle slowly pulled her fist back.

The moment when the horse and Giselle were about to collide.

Paaaaah!

The horse, hit in the face by Giselle's fist, fell over with its head turned around.

Looking down at the horse that was lying there, foaming at the mouth and shivering, Jiselle spoke quietly.

"Sit down. If you're slow, I'll kill you."

Bam!

The horse immediately got up as if it had fainted and sat down with its legs bent. It was the perfect position for someone to ride.

As soon as Giselle got on the horse, the horse straightened its legs and raised its head.

The appearance of the arrogant horse is exactly like that of the arrogant Giselle.

The horse's side of the face was slightly swollen, but its sturdy body and beautiful mane made the ugly wound not very noticeable.

Jiselle said, still looking around with arrogant eyes.

"See? If you show sincerity, the other person will accept it."

"… … ."

A heavy silence descended on the training grounds.

The onlookers and elves looked at Giselle with expressions of bewilderment. Even the horses that had been causing a commotion all stopped and looked at Giselle.

"Why? What? This is my true heart. What can I do? By the way, this guy is healthy and has a good temper. I should ride him. What should I name him? Since he's black, should I name him Black Bean? Isn't he cute?"

The more foul-tempered and strong a horse is, the more powerful it is on the battlefield. Giselle smiled with satisfaction at having acquired a new good horse.

And the vassals again rubbed their foreheads at that strange naming sense.

Claude approached Giselle and spoke cautiously.

"Can't you just… … hit each of them once, Your Majesty? I think it'll end quickly then."

"No. Then only I can ride. If everyone can ride easily, we can quickly raise cavalry. What are you doing? Everyone, persuade the horses with all your heart!"

The battle between the elves and the horses began again. Some elves, like Giselle, were trying to convey their true feelings by repeatedly hitting the horse's face with their fists.

Of course, the elf was hit in the chest by the horse's hind leg and went flying.

No one had any idea how to communicate with the horse. In the end, all they could do was grab the horse's neck, hang on, and curse.

"Please listen to me, you monsters!"

"I think it would be better to just do muscle training!"

"How am I supposed to communicate with this bullshit!"

The same was true for Elf Lumina. She hugged the horse's neck tightly and sweat profusely.

'What on earth do you want me to do?'

It's easy to say, "Communicate with sincerity." What animal understands human speech?

Even now, the horse was running wild with him on its back. All he could do was hold on so as not to fall.

'Please… … .'

She gave up trying to subdue him with force, and just closed her eyes tightly and pleaded.

'Please be quiet!'

'This damn territory, I'm dying of exhaustion!'

'Can't you just burn it easily?'

At first, I was annoyed and resentful. I had lived comfortably in a noble family, but after coming here, everything became a mess.

Crazy lords, crazy vassals, and now even crazy horses. He really thought he was going crazy too.

That resentment gradually turned into a feeling of urgency.

I'm not sure if it will work or not. No, honestly, I thought that such a ridiculous thing was impossible. I just had no choice but to do it because the lord forced me to.

Because that crazy lord has to somehow succeed to put an end to this madness.

All Lumina could do was keep pleading with the horse.

'Please be quiet… … .'

'Whether you're a friend or something, just listen to me.'

'Let me ask you this.'

Even though he was shaking violently, he tried to calm the horse by stroking its mane.

So he kept trying to convey his true feelings to the horse.

At some point, Lumina stopped being afraid of the horse's sway. She began to perceive the movement itself as a natural phenomenon.

'are you okay....'

Jiing―!

Lumina suddenly felt something run across her spine from the top of her head, and her eyes opened wide.

"ah...."

I felt something.

The sound of the blowing wind, the trees that always stood firm, the whispering of the swaying grass.

The birds are talking. The bugs are talking.

I couldn't hear it exactly, but they all kept saying something to me.

"iced coffee...."

Hwaaaaak!

The world shook. Everything mixed and dissolved like paint, falling into place again.

Immediately after that, she felt something she had never felt before: the emotions emitted by all the animals and plants around her.

Although I couldn't fully understand what they meant, I vaguely felt what they were trying to say.

To not torment them, to love them, to be with them.

Everyone was saying that.

"iced coffee...."

Only then did she finally realize.

Why were elves called the guardians of nature?

I had no choice but to protect it. I had no choice but to protect it.

Now that I have come to know the beauty of nature, heard the whispers of life, and understood their emotions, I can no longer turn away.

All of these things dug into her heart and became one with her.

"Ah, I see… … ."

So the elves.

You must have chosen a life that lives in harmony with nature.

"are you okay...."

Lumina said, stroking the horse's mane again.

The horse was still galloping, but surprisingly, she did not fall off the horse's back without any effort.

Lumina moved as if she was one with the horse, as if it were natural.

"I won't hurt you."

"I will protect you."

"We will always be together."

As she spoke softly, the movement of her words became slower and slower.

Lumina could vividly feel what the horse wanted.

"I will be able to run the battlefield again. I will run without rest. I don't like it… … . But the lord will make it so."

Her sincerity was conveyed to the horse. The horse gradually stopped moving, neighed a few times, and eventually became quiet.

Lumina came down to the ground and slowly stroked the horse's cheek as she spoke.

"Will you join us?"

Purrururuk.

The horse responded to her words by rubbing its head against her cheek. Then it cried out loud as if it was offering to help.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

At that cry, all the horses stopped moving and looked at Lumina.

The other elves all looked at her, either lying on the ground or clinging to their horses.

"Really?"

"A crazy horse becomes quiet so quickly?"

"Does this make sense?"

It wasn't just the elves. The vassals watching from Giselle's side also opened their mouths in amazement.

They just thought the lord was doing something crazy again, they didn't believe it was really possible.

How dare you make those wild northern horses as docile as puppies!

Only Jiselle looked at the sight with a pleased smile.

"See? I told you that if you speak sincerely, it will get through to you."

Even at Giselle's words, the elves looked incredulous.

Perhaps Lumina had been dealing with a relatively quiet horse? That suspicion did not go away.

But then it doesn't make sense that all the horses suddenly became quiet.

Ascon looked at the horse in front of him, half in doubt.

Maldo looked at Ascon. And before I knew it, it turned into a staring contest.

Purrururuk.

The horse's eyes began to grow fierce again. Ascon glared at the horse and thought.

'Seriously, seriously… … I told you to speak sincerely, didn't I?'

He himself tried to control his words with force alone, but did not convey his true feelings.

Ascon approached cautiously and took the horse's face in both hands. Unlike the first time, the horse accepted his touch obediently.

Ascon, who gained confidence from that appearance, conveyed his true feelings.

"f*ck."

At that moment, Ascon felt that his sincerity had been conveyed to the horse. The horse responded by conveying his sincerity.

Heeeeeeeeeing!

Phew!

The horse's hind legs burned against Ascon's chest.