C1149 The Redwing Tribe's Wish Was about to be Realized!
Arslan rode on a Zouwu and ran on the plains of the Belleberg Plain. He ran as if he was riding on the wind.
The wind beside his ear hurt his cheeks.
Dalei, who was behind him, chased after him happily.
He was overjoyed.
Not bad, not bad!
The Zouwu that he had tricked with his strength galloped across the plains. It was indeed refreshing
