We leisurely escaped west, and when the sun began to set, our unit safely reached the small village. I wondered if Burgundy's command was going nuts right about now. Since we'd focused on burning the supply bases, plenty of soldiers had escaped, so they definitely knew by now.
Luckily, the loot and roughly forty horses we'd captured from the enemy light cavalry were still there. I wanted to rest, but since enemy pursuit units could show up at any moment, we switched horses instead. The light cavalrymen each led two horses and rode south at a canter, so the pace didn't burden the tired horses much.
The stable keeper led Mont Blanc along without trouble.
Naturally, August and Fiel showed interest in the beautiful Mont Blanc. We'd been too busy executing operations and escaping before, but now that we'd switched horses and reorganized, we had some breathing room. August examined Mont Blanc carefully and turned to me.
