The First Magic World War-Chapter 218 - 215, um, I dug out his Blood Core

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The Magic Flame Horse is a type of Spirit Horse!

Spirit Horses do not exist in the Old Continent; they live in another world and can only be summoned, not bred. They must be tied to an Extraordinary Object as their anchor in this world, as they cannot exist independently.

The Spirit Horse is the best mount on the battlefield. They charge into the fray and hardly tire, but if the Extraordinary Object they depend on is destroyed, they will never appear again.

A Spirit Horse undergoes a transformation every hundred years. Sometimes, they grow stronger, sometimes they split into two different Spirit Horses, and other times they perish.

Generally, if a Spirit Horse manages to transform two or three times, there is a chance for it to become a Magic Flame Horse. It is almost incorporeal and can walk on any surface, be it hills, swamps, or water, and can even dash through a sea of flames.

Summoning a Magic Flame Horse is extremely difficult, but the Adonis Clan’s Blood Magic not only allows for the summoning of Magic Flame Horses but also enables the re-forging of the Magic Flame Horses with Blood Flame Qi, allowing for an exceedingly close relationship with the Blood Clan. It can even draw upon its master’s strength or reciprocate by endowing strength to its master.

After having spent a day narrating novels to Princess May, Charles finally relaxed and began flipping through the Adonis Clan’s secret scrolls. He was also quite interested in the Magic Flame Horses.

In ancient China, traveling by horse relied on the availability of relay stations and inns for resupplying horses with fodder and beans. After a day’s travel, riders could find provisions at these establishments. In contrast, transportation in the Old Continent was very inconvenient. Despite the presence of knights, cavalry was not widespread, and there was no corresponding convenience supply chain, which made riding horses troublesome as one had to manage the horses’ fodder themselves—a significant hassle.

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Even in ancient China, deploying cavalry required a large number of supporting troops. In the Old Continent, a cavalry expedition often necessitated more than ten times the number of infantry providing logistics.

What’s more, the Old Continent lacks grasslands that facilitate the swift movement of cavalry; instead, forests predominate the landscape.

Charles, however, had heard that in the New Continent there are vast grasslands and the development of cavalry is much faster than in the Old Continent.

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Charles didn’t value it much as a mount for battle, but for traveling purposes, it was much faster than a carriage. Even the dark luxury could not compare to the speed of traveling by horseback.

Charles was perusing the Adonis Clan’s secret scrolls, also known as the "Charles Mecklen Diary," when Princess May suddenly reached out and took the diary from him. She glanced at it and tossed it back to Charles, saying, "To what rank has your ’Bloody Glory’ been cultivated?"

Charles replied softly, "Eighth Order."

Orders seven to twelve belong to the Mid-Level Transcendent. At the moment, Charles counts as just entering the mid-level and still has a long way to go before reaching High-Level Transcendent.

Princess May didn’t say much, only lightly stating, "Not far ahead lies St. Michael Island."

Charles was slightly startled and inquired, "The St. Michael Island occupied by the Golden Goat fleet?"

Charles remembered Crazy Horse Davis saying that departing from Cappadocia City, it would take at most half a day’s journey to reach St. Michael Island and the Golden Goat fleet, which possesses about thirty ships, three of which are warships.

One of those warships should be in Cappadocia now, though he wondered how the fleet was faring.

Princess May hummed in acknowledgment and then stated, "Even I wouldn’t dare venture to St. Michael Island."

"They have one Magical Alchemy Warship, one Ancient Magic Warship, and a Sacred Order individual in command."

"Back then, Zimmerman Axel Robin sought to conquer all the pirate fleets and personally engaged in a duel with the master of the Golden Goat fleet..."

Unable to contain his curiosity, Charles asked, "What was the outcome?"

Princess May answered, "The outcome was that Zimmerman gave up on St. Michael Island."

Charles, who had previously not thought much of the Golden Goat fleet, now held it in higher regard upon learning of its glorious accomplishment and remarked, "No wonder Francis Drake and James Cook do not speak of attacking this island city."

Princess May laughed softly and said, "Even with a Sacred Order on their ships, they wouldn’t dare approach St. Michael Island."

Charles queried, "If we are not heading to St. Michael Island, where are we going?"

Princess May spoke indifferently, "Naturally, to Cappadocia City!"

"Don’t you have a fleet there?"

Somewhat sheepishly, Charles said, "I was a bit crude in my control of the merchant ships back then, and I left no one in charge. That fleet has probably disbanded by now."

Princess May suggested, "Why don’t we take a look to find out?"

Charles didn’t argue further; after all, if the fleet was gone, it was no big deal.

If it was still there...

Well, wouldn’t that be too good to be true?

The next day, when the sun rose, Charles saw a small hill emerging from the sea. The entire hill had been transformed into a city, with massive cannons at every direction. Around this island city, thirty to forty mid to large vessels were sailing back and forth, but only a dozen or so flew the flag of the Golden Goat fleet.

Without instigating conflict with this pirate fleet, Princess May had the giant whale that looked up at the stars bypass St. Michael Island and head toward Cappadocia.

The whale was much faster than average merchant ships. By the afternoon, Charles saw the small seaside city once again. To his surprise, the port of Cappadocia City, although indeed missing its previous seventeen ships, still had five or six merchant vessels docked, flying his flag.

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