His stomach hurt. His back, too. But he had to stay in that prone position until they could escape the pursuit of the black beast. It seemed that General Adelman had deliberately put him in a difficult position.
The pain worsened as General Adelman accelerated his horse on the straight road. Although the distance to the Miscello Fortress was not far, less than a kilometer, he felt like he was going to throw up.
He grabbed the general's mane. And as soon as the horse stopped, he slipped down because he missed the ground so much.
General Adelman, who seemed to realize that Cyril had done his best not to interfere with the escape, laughed in relief. "It seems that not only are your swordsmanship and magic skills good, but your ability to withstand pressure is also excellent.
