There was no sound outside the cave. Falke nodded to Yu Mengzhou and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Yu Mengzhou held the wine glass and spoke frankly: "They... are very cute. You take good care of your tribe."
"Because I am the oldest," Falke said quietly, "away from the battlefield, their intelligence will disappear, and I have to take care of them."
There were grunts of discontent outside; the horses were still eavesdropping on their conversation.
"So," since it took the initiative to mention the battlefield, Yu Mengzhou followed up and asked, "What's going on with you? Can you tell me?"
Falke lowered his head, and his horns emitted a flickering red light. "First of all, on behalf of my tribe, I apologize to you, hoof trimmer. You have proved your words with your actual actions."
"You want to have your confusion resolved, and that's as you should. But I don't know where to start."
Yu Mengzhou touched the exquisite decoration on the wine glass, which was out of place in this simple cave. He did not speak, but listened quietly.
"I am the first demon horse born in the Demon Realm. The magma in the center of the earth is the amniotic fluid that gave birth to me. But from the moment I was born, I was put on a saddle, tied with reins, and forced to bow to the rider." Falke said softly, "The demon who bound me was my first rider, Prince Angra, the most powerful ruler in this realm. He paralyzed me with pain, hatred, mania and bloodthirsty desire, making me tired of fighting and moving further away from freedom, until the second demon horse, bathed in the flowing fire again, emerged from the depths of the earth without knowing the world."
"He used this method to enslave twelve magic horses, including me. Although his power and strength grew day by day, we also became more and more violent and difficult to control. It was not until the thirteenth magic horse joined the tribe that the situation finally got out of control." Falke narrated slowly, "I started a rebellion, destroyed the road he used to reach the center of the earth, and severely injured him."
Yu Mengzhou was a little confused: "But when I first saw you, you were still fighting with the riders on your back..."
"The rebellion happened a thousand years ago," Falke said calmly. "Angela was seriously injured and hated the horses' betrayal. In order to protect himself and divert the trouble, he spread the news to the entire Demon Realm, telling all the monsters living here that whoever gains the loyalty of the horses will replace him and become the new Demon Prince, ruling the Demon Realm."
Falke said coldly: "This is the beginning of strife and war."
Yu Mengzhou understood a little: "In other words, the news he released made you tired of dealing with too many enemies."
"Yes." Falke said, "Not being able to kill him has always been my biggest regret... He summoned the monsters from all over the region, like greedy vultures hovering over a pile of corpses, pouring towards us continuously, and this also led to a deadlock situation."
Yu Mengzhou asked: "What's the situation?"
"The cursed nails block our power. If we want to remove them, we must destroy Angra," the leader of the horse herd replied, "but to get close to Angra's palace, we have to run across half of the Demon Realm and kill the large number of monsters gathered in front of the palace gate waiting for us. They think that we will definitely seek revenge on Angra, so they are all gathered there, waiting for our attack. To crush these armies, we need to remove the cursed nails that suppress us. As you can see, the cursed nails weaken our power. Even the most despicable demon riders can temporarily conquer the horse herd and realize their arrogant dreams."