After looking at the Thunderbird's habitat, William rode on the Red Hare and slowly returned.
When he passed by a patch of grass, a few quails suddenly flew out of the grass.
William took out his hunting rifle from the holster on the horse's back.
"Bang! Bang!" The bullets from the double-barreled shotgun hit the two fat quails.
He rode Red Hare to the quails' side and waved his hand. The quails on the ground automatically flew into the prey bag on the horse's back.
After shooting more than ten quails along the way, William calculated that it was enough for him to have a meal. Then, he set his sights on birds like sparrows.
Even if he hit them, he did not pick them up. He treated it as practice.
He only returned to the castle reluctantly after emptying the fifty bullets in his hunting bag.
Just as he handed the quails to a servant and sent them to the kitchen, he heard the sound of horse hooves. Without a doubt, it was Old Neil, who treated Red Hare as his son.
He patted Red Hare's neck and released a healing spell. He pointed at Old Neil and said, "Go back with that old man. If there's nothing else, I'll bring you out for a run."
Red Hare rubbed its neck against William before reluctantly running towards Old Neil who was dozens of meters away.
Two days later, Sunday reported to William while he was riding with Abigail in the horse farm. "Sir, the signal device you gave to the pixies has been detected. It's in the mountains of the Scottish Highlands."
"The Scottish Highlands?"
Without thinking for half a second, William said, "Ignore how the pixies came over. Find that portal for me."
"Understood, Sir."
After the call with Sunday, William gently tapped Red Hare's stomach with his heel. Red Hare began to exert its strength and chased after Abigail who was running ahead.
Red Hare, whose stamina and endurance had clearly decreased in the past year, only took about ten seconds to catch up to Abigail who was seventeen meters away.
The angry Abby shouted that it was unfair.
As for Old Neil, who was silently watching Red Hare and William from outside the field, he could not help but feel agitated.
I knew it. I knew it. Mr. Devonshire definitely has a special formula that can improve a horse's racing ability.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Red Rabbit's stamina and speed to recover so much after returning to the horse farm. "
However, the shrewd Neil had no intention of saying anything even though he knew what was going on.
Instead, she was thinking about how to introduce a two and a half year old Red Hare's direct descendant to William.
If the racecourse could produce another Triple Crown racehorse, then Devonshire Racecourse and Red Hare would be recorded in the history of the horse racing industry. Neil Jordan's name would also be recorded in history forever.
With this thought in mind, Old Neil hurriedly picked up the walkie-talkie and instructed the horse track employee, "Get someone to bring Red Rabbit II out. We have to let Boss know that his years of investment were not in vain."
"Understood, Boss." An excited voice could be heard from the walkie-talkie.
Not long after, William, who was sitting on the Red Hare with Abigail in his arms, saw a horse that was as red as the Red Hare, without a single strand of mixed hair, appear on the track.
Seeing William looking into the distance, Abigail looked over as well. After a few glances, she understood what was going on and whispered into William's ear, "From the looks of it, Old Neil is still worried even with Madam Lena and my promise.
The moment he saw you, he brought out Red Hare's most outstanding child for you to see. "
William asked curiously, "Is this pony's results very outstanding?"
"Of course." Abby nodded and said, "Red Rabbit II was not only born in March like Red Hare, but the racecourse's competition plan is also based on Red Hare's competition years ago.
It hopes to gain good luck while also attracting the attention of a big boss like you. "
"Beep."
William placed his finger by his mouth and at the same time, a loud whistle sounded. Magic that could befriend animals was transmitted into Red Rabbit II's ears through the whistle.
It attracted the pony's attention and made the racecourse's staff extremely excited.
However, the pony hesitated when it saw the tall Red Hare. It only trotted over when William whistled again.
However, when Red Hare saw its child coming over, it did not look happy at all. Instead, its front hooves kept stomping on the ground as it made warning sounds from its throat.
"Relax, relax."
William hurriedly comforted Red Hare amidst Abby's hearty laughter. Finally, he got off the horse and pulled Red Hare's head. Only then did it calm down.
Seeing William get off the horse, Abby jumped off Red Hare in fright. It even took a few steps away from Red Hare in a very experienced manner.
This gave William the chance to cast a healing spell on Red Hare.
Red Hare finally calmed down after receiving the benefits. It stood on the spot obediently and felt the magic's transformation on its body.
It was no longer so repulsed by its child's approach.
"You scoundrel." After cursing Red Hare, William walked towards the pony about five to six meters away.
Seeing William walk over, the pony, which was attracted to befriends animals, jumped happily on the spot. When William reached out his hand to pat its neck, Red Hare looked at him.
It did not reject him at all when Red Hare first saw William. It allowed him to stroke its mane.
After being intimate with the pony for a few minutes, William grabbed its mane and mounted it. Under the astonished gazes of Abby and the racecourse's staff, he began to jog on the pony without a harness.
As he jogged, William began to use nature magic to nourish the pony's body. However, he did not make the pony, whose physique was rapidly improving, sprint.
Instead, he maintained a constant speed for about ten minutes before slowly coming to a stop. He then handed it over to the anxious Old Neil.
Without realizing it, it was already three forty in the afternoon.
After deliberately looking at the time, William held Abby's hand. "It's almost four. Do you want afternoon tea? Or do you want to go hunting with me and get some game for dinner? "
"No, I don't want to see those bloody things." Abby shook his head without a second thought. However, he did not want to separate from William. "Why don't we go to the racecourse's outdoor field and watch a polo match?"
William, who had been waiting for a long time, pretended not to know. He frowned and said, "Isn't the racecourse our family's private property? Why would there be a polo match? "
Seeing William frown, Abby hurriedly explained, "Oxford University holds various sports competitions every year. Furthermore, our family is the biggest sponsor of the Faculty of Humanities.
With two million pounds spent every year, the Henry Devonshire Teaching Assistant Award is already the most famous award in Oxford University.
Under such circumstances, the people from the Faculty of Humanities would naturally want to take advantage of it. Hence, they requested Madam Lena to borrow our field to train the school's polo team.
These fields are empty anyway. Even if they were lent to the school, it would only cost less than a hundred thousand pounds a year for the maintenance of the fields.
Of course, Madam Lena would not refuse to spend a small amount of money to improve our family's reputation in Oxford. Instead, she sponsored the polo team with two hundred thousand pounds a year.
However, it seems that ever since Madam Lena sponsored the Faculty of Humanities' polo team, the other faculties in Oxford University wanted to give you the title of Honorary Professor.
However, these invitations were rejected by Madam Lena, so they did not reach your hands. "
As they spoke, the two of them arrived at the training field. William also saw the last descendant of Merlin, the woman named Vivian Wembley.
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