After the hunt concluded, the knights excitedly gathered around the massive corpses of the wild bulls, unable to resist whispering as they looked at the gigantic beasts lying in pools of blood.
"Your Highness, how should we handle these?" A knight finally couldn't help but speak up.
Louis gazed down at the scattered remains of the giant beasts, arms crossed, pondering for a moment.
To be honest, these Snow River Mad Bulls have tough hides and are not rare magical beasts, nor do they have any medicinal or alchemical value...
The only noteworthy aspect is probably that their meat is quite tasty.
His gaze swept over the crowd, and he smiled, saying, "Since we worked so hard to bring them down, let's haul them all back and hold a spring feast to celebrate the harvest."
"Oh——!!" The knights cheered, praising Louis's generosity, and their morale soared to the peak.
But Louis's thoughts had already turned to his true objective.
