Clinging to the Witcher world to become a god of martial arts

The horse renter was a fat, middle-aged man.

Upon seeing Lorne and his two companions approach the stable, he stepped forward and asked, "What are your needs, guests?"

"We have both thoroughbreds suitable for riding and draft horses that can be used for transporting goods!" the man proudly introduced.

"One riding horse and one draft horse." Rudolf went into the stable to begin his selection.

Since the group had a lot of belongings, they still needed a draft horse capable of carrying a certain amount of cargo.

Except for Lorne.

"Please don't get your clothes dirty, guests. I'll help you choose the fastest riding horse and the strongest draft horse."

The middle-aged man gestured for Rudolf to stop his small steps, then jogged into the stable.

The stables house a large number of horses, each with a different appearance.

The sounds of neighing, hooves, and snorting mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

In contrast, the air was filled with a strange smell, a mixture of strong hay, salty horse sweat, and putrid feces.

"I'll wait for you outside." Nina covered her nose with a look of disgust.

Soon, a middle-aged man emerged from the stable leading a smaller brown horse and a sturdy black horse:

"The rental fee for a purebred horse is 5 low-grade magic crystals per day, and the deposit is 10 medium-grade magic crystals; the rental fee for a draft horse is 3 low-grade magic crystals per day, and the deposit is 6 medium-grade magic crystals."

Lorne was inwardly uneasy, but put on an attitude of indifference and detachment.

Do you need money? No.

Do you see this nobleman in his gold-trimmed armor? Look for him.

Lorne believed his boss had good judgment.

Just as he expected, the fat, big-eared man handed the two reins to Rudolf, while extending his hand:

"Guest, what's the price?"

A rare hint of embarrassment appeared on Rudolf's noble face: "That's all we have for now."

He couldn't bring himself to ask his subordinates for money, so he tossed a small bag to the man and then pulled out a small notebook from his pocket:

"This is for you to use as collateral."

The man glanced at the magic crystals in the small bag, took the notebook, and squinted his eyes:

"Then I will definitely trust the guest, after all, he is a great figure who practices the Knight Breathing Technique."

"But if I can't find any customers, I do have some connections at the apprentice market..." The man didn't continue, but the warning in his words was already clear.

"Don't worry, it won't take more than a week." Rudolf's face darkened, and he took the two reins and walked out.

Is that the Knight's Breathing Technique? Lorne glanced reluctantly at the small notebook in the man's hand.

What you want is right in front of you, but you can't get it.

If we could get our hands on Rudolf's Knight Breathing Technique, we could test whether our breathing techniques could be integrated with it...

Even so, Lorne suppressed his impulse.

Let's discuss it with him after this bounty mission is over... Lorne followed Rudolf out of the stable.

"Nina, you ride this faster horse." Rudolf handed the reins of the brown horse to Nina.

"Okay." Nina took the reins, stepped into the stirrups, and flipped herself onto the horse.

The three waited for Lauren at the entrance to the stable.

Soon, a round-faced apprentice carrying large and small bags of luggage appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

"Here," Rudolf gently beckoned.

"Captain," Lauren walked over and placed a large bag in front of Rudolph, "Here are some necessities for survival."

This is probably the food and water that everyone has had over the past few days.

"Here are some runes." Lauren patted the small bag on her back. "Besides fire-attribute protective runes, there are some other types as well."

"Used to resist energy tides and curse contamination, and also to break through spatial folds."

"Very good." Rudolf nodded in satisfaction, then distributed the luggage evenly in the large bag and hung it on the saddlebags on both sides of the black horse's saddle.

He flipped himself onto the black horse and patted its back: "Lauren, get on."

Lauren climbed up with some difficulty, leaving Lorne bewildered in the wind.

"Don't stay where you are, come up here." Nina looked down at Lorne.

"Oh." Lorne then mounted the brown horse and sat behind Nina, his hands feeling a little awkward.

Nina wore a high ponytail and a retro-style brown-black leather jacket.

The matte brown-black leather has a subtle sheen, clinging to every curve of the body and rising and falling slightly with each breath.

The high-waisted design accentuated her slender waistline.

"Giddy up!" Nina's long, slender legs under her leather skirt tightened around the horse's belly, while she gently flicked the whip with her right hand.

"Crack!" With a crisp crack of the whip, the black horse sprang forth.

Damn! Lorne lost his balance and almost fell off his horse.

Left with no other choice, Lorne could only lean against Nina's back and gently support her waist with both hands.

"Giddy up!" After Nina set off, Rudolf whipped his horse, and the black horse galloped off.

However, the black horse was, after all, a draft horse used for transporting goods, and its speed was considerably slower than Nina's riding horse.

They were quickly left far behind by the brown horse.

"Nina!" Rudolf shouted, "It's getting late, so we won't go straight into the resource area."

"Let's find a nearby place to rest for the night and set off again tomorrow morning!" Rudolf watched the receding figure with a sense of helplessness.

Nina clearly heard her and gave a "yes" gesture.

The horse galloped away.

Sitting on the bumpy horse, Lorne was thinking about the Phosphorus Beetle.

According to the map provided by Lady Elena, the shallow resource zone on the side closest to the exchange is the fire attribute zone.

Sulfur veins are located in fire-elemental zones.

However, the map does not mark the sulfur zone, so finding it in such a large fire-attribute area is no easy task.

Oh, I almost forgot... Lorne slapped his forehead. Isn't there a ready-made encyclopedia?

As a member of the team specifically tasked with handling commissions, Nina must have some understanding of the resource area.

"Nina, do you... know... where... the sulfur veins are located... in the fire-elemental... zone...?"

The oncoming gale carried Lorne's voice far away, and he asked with difficulty.

"Many." Nina leaned forward, focused on controlling the horse, and simply replied to Lorne's question:

"In fire-attribute zones... the most common... is sulfur veins." It wasn't easy for her either.

Without specifying a particular location... Lorne felt it wasn't very convenient for the two of them to talk right now.

Let's ask in detail after we've settled in...

After leaving the market area, the brown horse gradually left the stock exchange buildings behind.

The area outside the exchange is a wide plain.

As dusk settled, the setting sun seemed to shower the world with golden light, casting its glow upon the boundless grassland.

The wind gently swept across the tips of the grass, creating ripples.

Horse hooves trampled the wild grass, raising clouds of dust.

The brown horse beneath me had its mane flying, like a burning flame in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Freedom! The wind whistles in my ears, carrying the fresh scent of grass and the earthy smell into my nostrils.

Lorne greedily inhaled everything and quietly opened his arms.

He no longer worried about falling off his horse, nor did he need to think about how to survive in this world; he only needed to fully embrace this moment of tranquility.

The shackles on his body seemed to be completely severed at that moment.