The weather was clear and the warm sunshine dispelled the shadows that had blanketed Ireland for months.
On the bustling street, two witchers walked side by side to the animal market on the east side of the city, ready to see if there were any suitable horses.
After they solved the big trouble in the palace in succession, the Archduke of Elland was very generous and gave a reward of 400 crowns, which included a confidentiality fee.
Their shriveled purses swelled up again.
Buying a horse is not just for the sake of traveling. Roy has long wanted to try a new occupational feature: mounts.
Various animals, including lions, tigers, grizzly bears, sharks, whales; magical creatures such as petrified chicken snakes, dragon lizards, pterodactyls, griffins, crab spiders, mermaids, and even real dragons;
Whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the river and sea, all of them can be domesticated as mounts.
But first of all, finding them was a hassle, and secondly, the rarer and more powerful creatures were the harder to tame, so he had to find an ordinary horse to try.
Anyway, the mount can be unbound at any time.
…
The two squeezed through the animal market that gave off the body odor of various livestock, the "moo" of cattle, the "baa" of sheep, and the "hum" of pigs, and came to the deepest stable.
A horse dealer with a headscarf, a brown short coat, and long boots greeted him, his big face that was rough and red after the wind and the sun showed a bright smile.
Merchants are better than commoners. They don't discriminate against witchers, but sometimes they discriminate against poor people.
"Two distinguished guests, come this way..."
The horse dealer stretched out his hand and quoted, "Defoe swears that there is no better horse in the city than mine, and the price is cheap and affordable... Of course there are expensive ones, but you get what you pay for, and you will be satisfied!"
The witcher looked around. The stables were not big or small, with about thirty horses. "Where did your horses come from?"
"Most of them are pastures on the outskirts of Ellander, but there are also horses from Bardorf in the south and Dorndale in the east," the dealer's big black-haired hand patted his chest. "All the horses are made of high-quality hay. Feeding, healthy, and never sick! In terms of endurance and speed, it is definitely not inferior to other horses, of course, under the premise of the same price."
"Is it all dealt with?" the bald man asked again,
"Eighty percent of the gelding is lost... You should know that horses who are not gelding are very temperamental and are easily disturbed by their mother... And most guests have no patience to accommodate them."
The bald-headed man nodded, and put his age and experience there. He knew how to know horses. "You go to work first... After we have selected the horses, we will ask you for the price."
"You're still a connoisseur, so please do it yourself!" The horse dealer smiled politely without bothering, dragged a bucket and a rag into the stable on the other side, and scrubbed the body of a white mare.
"Roy, what color are you going to choose, red, black, gray, white?" The witcher grabbed a handful of shredded tender grass from the bucket outside the stable and handed it to a black horse's head, waiting for the other party. He moved his mouth to chew the food, and took the opportunity to touch the horse's neck with his other hand.
The dark horse turned his head to show his white teeth and tried to bite him, but the witcher's big hand quickly drew back. Repeat this, slowly trying to touch while feeding.
After a while, the dark horse accepted his presence, bowed his head obediently, and let him pet him.
"Black, gray, or brown," Roy swept his eyes from the stables surrounded by a circle, he didn't plan to choose a horse with too thick coat, that was not his style, and emphasized, "But I don't want to geld."
"You're from an animal protection organization?" the witcher sneered, with a disdainful expression, "only a rookie who can't ride a horse. I don't think the gelding has been wild enough, and it sounds unlucky—until they fall off the horse and fall. When I break my leg, I know I regret it!"
"Listen to my advice, choose a gelding horse..." The witcher stroked the dark horse's neck to the shoulder and patted the bridge of its nose, "This is a good one, and will soon obey the order and start a new 'battle' , for a rookie, quite appropriate."
Roy glanced at the black horse and shook his head, "It's too old, thirteen years old... It won't be able to run in another two years."
The witcher was surprised. He didn't remember that this guy knew horses.
"The old horse knows the way, have you heard of it? Look at its trunk muscles and hooves. It is well maintained, let alone thirteen years old. In my opinion, it can still run at eighteen years old. And this kind of experienced horse can only run. Knowing how to guide newbies, it's just right for you, and the price isn't too expensive."
"Forget it, I want to go around again..."
Roy stubbornly rejected the witcher's opinion, strolled around the stables, observed more than 20 horses of different colors and shapes, and finally found one that met his expectations:
horse
Age: 3
gender: male
Life: 60
Attributes:
Strength: 8
Agility: 8
Constitution: 5
Perception: 4
Will: 4.5
Charisma: 5
Spirit: 5
…
This is a brown horse, about 5 feet tall, with a soft and shiny coat, with a white spot on the forehead to the muzzle. From the front, the entire face is white, which is impressive.
The most critical point is that it has not been gelded, and its physique and agility are the highest among dozens of horses. Other horses, especially stallions that have been gelded, will be significantly lower in physique.
That means they have a problem with endurance.
Roy imitated the witcher's routine, grabbed a handful of tender grass from the wooden barrel with his left hand and pointed it at the brown horse, his dark golden eyes looked directly into the horse's black eyes, trying to convey goodwill, and walked to it slowly front right.
The method doesn't seem to work well.
The boy just approached within three chi, he immediately raised his head, snorted anxiously, his forward-facing ears suddenly turned back, close to his neck, and began to pace his hoofs in the stable,
Roy couldn't help but spread his hands, took another step back,
"Good boy, don't be nervous... I'm not malicious, I'll take you out of this damn cage... At most a year or two, I'll set you free!"
"Rookie, you made it nervous!" The witcher in the distance noticed this scene, shook his head and reminded, "Don't lean over, be careful to be kicked and break your bones and delay your journey. You should honestly change to a more docile one. gelding."
"I have a unique way of training horses, just wait and see, Leto."
Only by taming a fierce horse can you have a sense of accomplishment... If Roy was an ordinary person, he really couldn't do anything about this "stubborn boy", but now—
With a thought, he used the ability to bind mounts to the horse in front of him, and a message suddenly appeared in the template:
The target has not been domesticated and cannot be bound as a mount.
Is it domestication
You have the following two options-
Natural Domestication: Gaining its trust and obedience through prolonged training, feeding, and riding, a high Charisma will speed up the process. After successful domestication, the mount will be close to and depend on you, treating you as a friend, relative, or…
Forcible domestication: When your will reaches or exceeds twice the target, you can use will to force it to subdue. The more the will attribute exceeds the target, the shorter the time.
During the process, the target must be conscious and within a certain distance of you.
During forced domestication, the target may fear, flee, or attack.
After the domestication is successful, it will fear you, love you, obey you, and regard you as the master.
…
Of the two domestication methods, the first is most suitable for charismatic people and ordinary people, while Roy, whose main attribute is will, undoubtedly chooses the second.
However, the target will resist, which means that if he wants to forcefully domesticate a griffin or dragon, he will have to endure terrifying claws and breaths.
Unless - forced domestication requires the target's consciousness to be awake, but does not require their bodies to be in a healthy state, if they are too weak to resist...
Roy felt that he had found a bright road to domesticate monsters.
He turned around again, and used the ability to bind his mount to the bald man who was close to the black horse. As expected—the target had not been domesticated and could not be bound as a mount.
"Sure enough, humans are also within the bounds."
However, it is difficult for people to have the same sense of trust and obedience as pets of the same kind, and it is almost impossible to domesticate them naturally.
However, if you tie an ordinary person and use forced domestication, will the effect be better than the seal of Xishi
Roy intends to try it later.
"Little devil, what are you looking at?"
Leto noticed his strange gaze, his arms crossed his chest, and his amber pupils turned.
"I found a good horse... How much do you think it's worth?" Roy quickly changed the subject,
The witcher glanced at the brown horse's slender body and slender limbs, and nodded, "The payment Sheward gave you is enough to buy it, but are you sure you want to choose a horse without gelding? Fall down immediately, don't blame me for not reminding you."
"Just choose it, how about you?"
"This black old fellow."
After a while, the two called a horse dealer to complete the transaction, and also purchased a pile of smashed grain, corn, and straw as feed.
The grand duke spent all the money on the remuneration.
After returning to the hotel, when no one was around, Roy found the brown horse in the stable. After being passed by the horse dealer, it became much docile. It seemed that he had changed his owner and realized the reality.
Roy patted its neck.
One's own will is 8.5, and it has to reach twice its will, that is, 9... in order to perform forced domestication, just one attribute point left is useless.
Having said that, willpower is also quite useful—it can tame pets, affect the power of shocking skills, let him survive the pain and despair of the trial of green grass, and resist abnormal mental states...
Will: 8.5﹢
Sure!
Will: 8.5→9.5
Roy closed his eyes and felt different from increasing his physique, strength, or agility, and increasing his will. He basically couldn't feel any change, but the brown horse beside him shook his head uneasily from side to side.
Will the will change the invisible momentum
"I'm sorry, man, just bear with it..." He stroked its head with his right hand, and suddenly launched forced domestication-
For a moment, the brown horse seemed to have seen the natural enemy and the most feared thing in his heart. He knelt down on the ground with all four feet collapsed, his slender body shivered, but he did not dare to let out a whimper, which was reflected in a pair of dark and bright eyes. A human figure with blood-colored tentacles wrapped around his body.
But it only lasted for two minutes and then stopped abruptly.
Target has been tamed... Is it bound as a mount
Sure!
The brown horse was shocked, stood up again, immediately lowered his head and licked the palm of the man in front of him, his fluffy tail fluttering lightly behind him.
And Roy clearly felt the emotions in the brown horse's heart-awe and surrender, unable to resist all his orders.
He has one more soul-mate.
So I tried to issue a command in my mind—
"Squat down!"
"stand up!"
"Turn in circles!"
"Call!"
"law-"
It did it one by one, obediently and obediently like a human being.
"Very good, sensible child!" The young witcher smiled with satisfaction. Forced domestication saves time and effort. "You have been messing with me from today, and when you find the next replacement, you will be set free!"
"Now, you should have a new, trendy name... Go with the trend, and call it Wilt..."
This word means far, far away in the ancient language, implying that it will follow the witcher on a farther journey.
Wilt hissed happily and bowed his head respectfully.