Once the Golden Horn's loyalty stopped increasing after reaching 99, Ethan was not worried or stressed much about it.
It was well within his expectations that the regular things wouldn't help him get that last point, which was the most difficult to get.
Nevertheless, Ethan had already thought of some plans to get that last point to complete his mission.
Ahead of Ethan, the humanoid bull was half–kneeling in the dug-up soil, his massive frame trembling with excitement as he scooped out Spirit Stones one after another. His thick tail wagged uncontrollably, sweeping arcs in the dirt. His nostrils flared like a furnace with every breath, and his ears twitched wildly—almost dancing—as if each Spirit Stone was a priceless treasure delivered by the heavens themselves.
'However, there is no need to rush things.'
Looking at Golden Horn, who was excitedly collecting the Spirit Stones from the loosened soil, Ethan silently smiled.
