The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 590

Ghislain spoke with a faintly reluctant expression.

“Well, I suppose... Fine, go ahead...”

After Julien dismounted, Alfoy approached the white horse.

Alfoy desperately wanted this magnificent horse. Someone as great as him, a supreme magician, deserved such a steed.

Snort!

As Alfoy drew closer, the horse’s eyes turned fierce again, radiating anger and even a hint of murderous intent, as if to say, How dare someone like you approach me?

Snort?

“After all, I am the only one who has ever bested a god!”

The horse simply stared at him blankly as Alfoy continued boasting about his greatness.

The crowd erupted in laughter, mockery etched on their faces.

“Hahaha! There he goes again with his ridiculous bragging!”

“Does he think a horse understands that nonsense?”

“How long is he going to milk that story?”

No one could deny that Alfoy’s overconfidence and lack of self-awareness were something to behold.

Unfazed by the ridicule, Alfoy passionately pitched himself to the horse. He was, after all, the greatest man alive, the man who had defeated a god.

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