Freya's husband, Andris Ndom, accidentally fell off his horse and broke his neck two years ago. At that time, he was riding the 'Black Billy' that attracted the attention of the Demonic Wooden Box?
This is a bit interesting...
The soul of a treasure-hunting demon is imprisoned in the Demonic Wooden Box. Whenever there is a strong magic fluctuation within a certain range, the wooden box will vibrate to remind you.
In other words, the stronger the magic wave, the wider the range that the wooden box can sense. Just like the shock wave of an explosion, the greater the yield, the wider the range, and the area that can be observed is naturally farther.
On the contrary, the lower the magic power fluctuation, the closer the wooden box's sensing area is. Black Billy in fence No. 7 only triggered the wooden box reminder when Ma Wei came in front of it.
This means that there are magic fluctuations in Black Billy's body, but not much.
The crux of the matter is...
A dark horse that killed her husband, but Freya didn't kill it?
Noticing Ma Wei's strange look, Freya explained: "Black Billy is a good horse, and all the trainers give it high praise, but it has such a strong temper that no one can tame it. Back then, Ander Reese fell off the horse because he refused to listen to others' dissuasion and insisted on riding Black Billy. He fell to death. No one else was to blame, and Black Billy was not to blame."
Freya's words really surprised Ma Wei.
She acted too calmly, as if she was not at all sad or angry about her husband's death.
If what she said was true, Andris was riding Black Billy to death knowing that he had a fierce temper and was difficult to tame, so he really couldn't blame anyone else.
Just like playing extreme sports, you know that there may be dangers on the way, but you still have no hesitation. Even if you fall to your death, you can't blame the wind and waves that day or the steep cliff.
But the deceased was Freya's husband after all, and her indifference made Mavey certain that the relationship between Freya and Andris was not that harmonious.
"Mr. Nicholas." A young jockey asked boldly: "Do you want to choose Black Billy as the horse for today's competition? He is very fast, but...but we... .”
Don't dare to ride.
Even if the jockey didn't say the second half of his words, Ma Wei understood what he meant.
Looking at the irritable and snoring Black Billy again, Ma Wei said: "Since it is too hot-tempered, let's change it to another one..."
"No need to change, just leave it as it is."
Freya suddenly said: "In the past few years, Black Billy has never played a game and consumes a lot of food every year. My patience has almost been exhausted. If it can't bring profits to the racecourse, why should I?" Keep it?"
The faces of the young jockeys changed slightly and they looked at each other, unable to hide the panic in their eyes.
Black Billy grew up on a racecourse and is 5 years old this year. In the past five years, countless people have wanted to conquer him. What is the result?
Either he was injured, or he fell to his death like Andris, and in the end, no one dared to ride it at all.
Choosing it to compete is no longer an issue that should be considered before reaching the finish line. The jockeys are thinking about how to survive without dying, and what posture they should use to cushion the impact when they land...
After selecting the horse, the breeder took the reins and pulled Black Billy out of the fence. After feeding it for several years, only the breeder could lead it. If it had been anyone else, he would have become irritable.
On the wide racecourse, the breeder led Black Billy to an open space and was about to hand the reins to the jockey who came forward. In the past, the jockeys rushed to get on. Today, uncharacteristically, they all stayed back and did not dare. He said nothing, not even daring to take a breath, staring at his toes for fear of being named.
Freya looked at them coldly and said in a cold voice: "In such a huge racecourse, can't you even find a jockey with integrity?"
There was a young jockey who secretly admired Freya and couldn't stand the stimulation. His head was hot and he stood up: "I'm going!"
"Very good." Freya nodded: "If you are injured, the racecourse will treat you. If you die, the racecourse will also give you a large pension. If you can tame Black Billy... you can get any reward you want. Can."
The young jockey's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly became excited, and ran towards Black Billy without saying a word, but...
As soon as he ran to Black Billy, Black Billy suddenly aimed his butt at him. The next second, his strong hind hooves kicked him in the chest like lightning, and there was a muffled sound of "kacha" as the bones cracked. The jockey He flew out directly and fell heavily to the ground, making no sound.
The two jockeys rushed forward and helped their companions up, only to see that the young jockey was bleeding from all his orifices, his vagina was spreading, and he was still breathing weakly at first, but after a while, his breathing stopped completely.
"Dead...dead..."
The jockeys who were watching were in an uproar, talking a lot, and no longer dared to get close to Black Billy. The horse's temper was getting more and more violent. They could get close before, but now...
Strangers can't even get close to it!
Even the breeder who had been feeding Black Billy for a long time turned pale at this moment, and his arms holding the reins were trembling, fearing that Black Billy might kick him.
Seeing this scene, Archer, the person in charge of the racecourse, couldn't help but said: "Madam, let's give up Black Billy. Eight jockeys have died under its hooves over the years. Just for the pension, we can't I lost several thousand pounds..."
What horse can be worth thousands of gold pounds?
Definitely a top-notch horse.
But Black Billy has not created any value for the racecourse. Counting the food expenses for five years, the money spent on him is almost tens of thousands of gold pounds, and this is just the cost...
If Freya hadn't decided to keep it all along, Archer, the person in charge, would have gotten rid of it long before it killed the second jockey!
War horses can kill people.
Horse racing, no killing!
Manslaughter can be tolerated, but intentional homicide is definitely not!
Freya caressed her neck. Under the lace net hat, she stared at Black Billy not far away with cold eyes. After a while, she suddenly took off the net hat, tied up her hair, threw the satchel to Ma Wei, and grabbed a bag. The famous jockey strode towards Black Billy with a riding crop in his hand.
"lady!"
The person in charge Archer's expression suddenly changed and he quickly chased after him, trying to stop him.
What does she want to do?
Ma Wei frowned, watching Freya approach Black Billy step by step, several thoughts flashed through his mind.
Did she want to use Black Billy to test whether I have extraordinary powers?
Risking your own life?
Or is she confident?
If you are confident, why do you want to show it in front of me?
Ma Wei was not sure what Freya was thinking. He didn't know whether she was in a flash of enthusiasm or whether she was prepared. He saw that she was about to walk up to Black Billy, and Black Billy had already made an attack posture... .
"Wait a moment!"
After a pause, Freya stopped three meters away from Black Billy, turned around and looked at Mavi: "What's wrong?"
"I'm not sure if this will help, but..."
Ma Wei took out a finger-sized glass bottle from the inner pocket of his coat. Inside the glass bottle was a red viscous liquid—mercury blood!
"Mix it with food and let it eat it."
"Blood of mercury...."
Looking at the glass bottle, Freya realized something, raised her head and asked: "Is Black Billy a monster?"
Monsters... I prefer to call them extraordinary creatures. Monsters are too targeted...
"I don't know." Ma Wei said helplessly: "Horses are relatively humane animals. Even a stone can keep the heat of horses raised since childhood. Black Billy is too violent. I suspect it is an extraordinary creature. descendants."
"What kind of extraordinary creature?" Freya looked curious.
"As for the Kingdom of Windsor...well..." Ma Wei thought: "It should be a dead bone horse, or it may be a phosphorus fire horse. They are extraordinary creatures unique to the Kingdom of Windsor. Black Billy does not have their obvious characteristics. , It should be because the bloodline has not yet awakened. The strange thing is that these two extraordinary creatures under the order of odd hooves should not be so aggressive... How can they kill people for no reason? "
Freya suddenly understood, and immediately smiled and walked back to Ma Wei: "Nicholas, you know so much."
"If you don't know much about opening a potion grocery store, why don't you start a loss-making business?"
"Did the Judgment Cult tell you so much knowledge?"
Ma Wei smiled: "Secret."
"I like men with secrets." Freya responded with a smile.
While talking, the breeder had already mixed food for Black Billy. In order for Black Billy to take the mercury blood smoothly, he specially prepared a meal of apples, honey, beets and carrots, and added a small bottle of mercury blood to it. Can't tell at all.
When the food bucket was placed in front of Black Billy, the breeder made a sound of "boop". After hearing this, Black Billy immediately moved his hooves and signaled the breeder to put the bucket in front of him.
As soon as the food bucket was put down, Black Billy lowered his head and started eating. Looking at the way he was busy eating, Ma Wei once suspected that he stayed at the racecourse just to eat.
In the wilderness, exposed to wind and sun, with no fixed place to live, where can you find such a good environment as a racecourse?
There is no shame in eating.
Having said that, Ma Wei has no good impression of Black Billy. This horse has killed people. If he were the owner of the racecourse, he would never keep Black Billy, let alone buy Black Billy and ride it himself.
The food in the bucket decreased rapidly. Black Billy, who had eaten the mercury blood, had drops of red blood oozing out from his body. His breathing became deeper and deeper, he was breathing heavily, and his eyes were covered in red. cover.
"Woo——"
A shrill groan came from his throat, and Black Billy suddenly fell sideways to the ground, his abdomen rising and falling in excruciating pain.
Seeing this, Freya walked forward, knelt down, took out a dagger, put it against Black Billy's neck, and whispered a few words in its ear. Black Billy's eyes widened and he looked at her in fear. After a while...
"Woo!
! "
With four hooves on the ground, Black Billy climbed up, sweating profusely. He looked at Freya and suddenly lowered his head and rubbed Freya's shoulder.
Freya caressed its cheek, grabbed the reins, and got on the horse. Black Billy looked up to the sky and roared, carrying Freya into the track and running wildly.
In the sunlight, it looks like a black shadow.
