Knight and Wand

Chapter 197 Griffin Knight
It also solved some of the doubts I had at that time.
After listening to the other party's questions and inquiries, Laura held her chin and stared at Leon's eyes in a daze.

We can't just leave it alone, especially at this moment. If my guess is correct, time is running out.

The wizard lady closed her golden eyes, was silent for a while, opened them again, and nodded slightly to the other party.

"It's okay, you can go and have a look. Don't worry, I'll go with you."

"You want to come with me? That's great. I'm just sorry to have delayed you again."

Leon was surprised and ashamed when he heard this.

It has been nearly eight months since he agreed to the other party's agreement. Although he said nice things, he still failed to fulfill his original promise.

Fortunately, judging from the teacher's expression, she did not seem unhappy about the unexpected delay of the originally scheduled itinerary.

He felt a little relieved and was very happy that Laura was accompanying him.

With Miss Dharma King by my side, I naturally had fewer worries when entering the spiritual land again.

With complete navigation equipment and professional guidance, entering and exiting the spiritual land is as easy as going home.

but
Leon pinched his chin and thought.

I wonder how big the cursed land that Ines mentioned is, how long it has existed, and whether there are any highly intelligent souls inside that can be used as wicks for the "guiding instrument".

If we find Aorad and his men and discover that they are not dead yet, we cannot kill a few East Territory knights and extract their souls on the spot.

It seems that before setting off, I have to go to the Nightmare Forest to find the ancient corpse ghosts that have escaped and save a soul wick in advance. Anyway, I can let them finish this job and then let them rest in peace.
If you really can't find one, you can go to the prison and find a freshly minted inmate who has committed a very serious crime and put that to good use.

"Whether I can help the princess or not, I will take you to Rolandar as soon as possible. With the help of Deathclaw, it will only take one day to fly directly to the eastern border of Kantadar." Leon looked up and promised.

"Well," Laura stood up from the throne and came to the other party: "Then I'm going to return to you now."

"Now?" Leon scratched the back of his head. He originally planned to pick her up when he was ready to leave.

"What? Is it inconvenient now?" Laura tilted her head, hugged her arms and smiled.

"No, of course." He waved his hand quickly.

Leon didn't mind Laura possessing him, but seeing that Canis often wanted to come out for "fresh air", he felt that trapping the wizard in his body was too restrictive of her freedom.

Of course, thinking about it the other way around, staying in the tower every day seems like being in prison.

Anyway, there is enough magic power for the wizard lady to communicate in soul form and follow me. Perhaps it will be freer than staying in the tower.

Leon asked: "How are you going to get back? Do you need a spell or ritual?"

Laura raised her eyebrows. In fact, just one thought will do.

But she suddenly thought that it would be better to create some sound and light effects to fool people, so as not to expose the embarrassment that had quietly possessed her.
Laura stretched out her hand from her sleeve and pressed it against the other person's chest.

With a buzzing sound, the girl's body turned into a dazzling virtual image and merged directly with the other party.

The light faded, and the golden Neti card gently fell.

Leon didn't feel anything touching anything. He reached out to take the golden card, looked at the empty card surface, and couldn't help but touch his chest.

Is this enough?

"Lola?" Leon tested silently in his heart.

with his call.

The gentle and graceful voice immediately echoed in my heart.

".I'm here."

A sense of security suddenly surged into Leon's heart.

Well, his little sister is back.

After leaving the Mage Tower, Leon quickly headed towards the Fountain Square where everyone was waiting for him.

He had never flown a plane in his previous life and had never truly mastered flying. Now he had to hurry up and get used to the Death Claw as soon as possible so that he could be on the road tomorrow.

Rushing to his waiting companions, Leon looked at the gorgeous griffin armor that the servants had brought up, which had already been painted with black and bright red rust-proof paint.

Everything is ready, except for the owner to come and try it on.

Leon looked to the east, toward the Griffin Tower next to the main castle.

I saw the big Deathclaw lying lazily on the terrace at the top of the nest tower, with its two big wings spread out and drooping comfortably, enjoying the warm sunlight from the sky.

Ever since we successfully invited it to settle in Avalon half a month ago and used both coaxing and deception to complete the communication ritual with it, this big fat chick has become increasingly lazy in Avalon.

At first, it would occasionally go out hunting.

But when he found that even if he didn't hunt, the territory would provide food every day and he would have enough food every day, Deathclaw was no longer too lazy to go out to find food on his own.

Now only in the morning and evening can you see the griffin flying out of the nest tower and strolling around the area around Avalon, looking for a place to solve physiological problems and mark the edge of the territory.

This is not only because these giant beasts love cleanliness, but also because of the habits of griffins, which make them unwilling to dirty the main nest, leave odor, and expose the location of the nest.

Nowadays, apart from the morning and evening patrols, people can only see this giant beast squatting in the fortress all day, eating and sleeping, occasionally going to the roof of the main fortress to play with its cubs, and then lying down leisurely like an oversized homebody and continuing its daily cycle.

Leon was not afraid that the output of the barony would not be able to provide food and drink for the griffin couple.

He was just worried that if the Deathclaw continued to be so lazy, he would get fatter and fatter in the future, and maybe he would really become a fat bird that was too fat to fly.

Taking out the beast-summoning whistle he had made in the workshop from his waist, Leon blew the sharp whistle that imitated the cry of a griffin.

The griffin basking in the sun opened its eagle eyes and its feathers trembled involuntarily.

It raised its wings, supported its huge body with all four limbs, turned its head and looked towards the source of the calling voice from afar.

Deathclaw opened its beak and let out a cry in response, then leaped from the terrace of the Nest Tower. Its huge and majestic body flapped its wings twice and soared over with a strong wind.

With a loud bang, the giant beast fell in front of everyone.

Deathclaw tilted its head and looked at Leon in confusion, not knowing what he had called it for.

Leon stepped forward and beckoned it to lower its head, then stroked the griffin's big head with both hands, concentrating his mind on sensing the connection between their techniques.

Communicating consciousness, passing on messages, and carefully conveying a series of complex meanings to it, Leon stepped back and observed the big guy's reaction.

Deathclaw tilted his huge head, slowly approached the pile of griffin armor, and looked around.

It curiously stretched out its claws, fiddled with the huge steel armor, and then lowered its head to sniff the smell on it.

After a while, he turned around and hummed to Leon.

Leon was delighted and agreed.

In the square, the clever giant beast lay quietly, enjoying humans grooming its hair as it did in the past, occasionally raising its wings and arms to let people cover its head, back of the neck, chest, abdomen, limbs and buttocks with those "hard pieces".

When Leon personally fixed the "reins" made of iron chains on both sides of the griffin's head armor, he stepped back and completed the full arming of his griffin partner.

The giant beast covered in black and red carved armor slowly stood up from the ground.

Deathclaw was not used to the strange feeling of being wrapped all over, but he lowered his head and blinked his eyes, seeing that the solid steel blocked the old wounds on his chest and abdomen, and his smart brain naturally understood the purpose of this shell. The griffin recalled the vicious people who killed his spouse. If he had this hard shell at that time to protect his vital parts from the huge arrows that he could not get rid of, he would definitely be able to fight to the death and drag at least one or two major enemies to die with him.
Leon looked up and down at the domineering black-armored griffin in front of him.

The other party's majestic appearance at this moment is really extraordinary and majestic.

It is even bigger than the original "Death Claw" in a previous work, and has a more comprehensive armor.
The only question is, with so much extra weight, can the Griffin still fly?

Although it was made by a dwarf master craftsman according to the structure of the griffin armor in ancient books, Leon was still a little worried when he saw the weight of the actual object with his own eyes.

When he came in front of the Deathclaw, he made a gesture of turning around in the sky to the other party.

The griffin shook its cool single-horned steel head, immediately spread its only huge wing that was not covered with armor, and tried to take off.

A whistling gale was stirred up by the Deathclaw's wings. The armored griffin flapped its wings and leaped into the air, successfully taking off in a few leaps.

Leon raised his hand to cover his brow, feeling somewhat relieved when he saw the Deathclaw taking off easily.

He was worrying too much. Judging this mythical creature by the standards of animals on Earth in his previous life was really underestimating the proud work of an ancient Dharma King.

The burden of armor did not hinder the giant beast from flying. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the griffin circled and tumbled a few times before landing again with a loud bang.

After getting used to the armor, the griffin raised its head and cried happily, obviously very satisfied with its new outfit.

Leon walked forward impatiently, climbed onto the high saddle after the griffin lay down, fastened the straps around his waist, and reached out to grab the sturdy iron reins.

Feeling the griffin standing up and looking around from a perspective far higher than that of a warhorse, Leon took a deep breath and shouted excitedly.

"Deathclaw, lift off."

——Hurrah! ! The huge wings swung, and the bumps beneath him were much greater than those on the horse's back, causing Leon to step on the pedals tightly.

The long-lost feeling engraved in his blood made Death Claw very excited. He ran directly to the edge of the square, jumped down with his forelimbs nimbly, spread his wings and glided and dived.

Suddenly he felt his body falling as if on a roller coaster. Looking at the view tilted from mid-air, Leon was startled. He grasped the iron reins with both hands and leaned back instinctively.

".Hehe~Don't be afraid, it can't hit you."

Hearing the mocking voice of the wizard lady in his heart, Leon's face turned red.

He quickly suppressed the embarrassing look of shock and steadied his riding posture.

The swooping Deathclaw gathered strength and immediately flapped its wings.

The overlord of the sky rose in altitude in a beautiful arc trajectory, and instantly soared into the sky with the partner on its back.

The sharp wind blew past Leon's ears and his face. Looking at the scenery that was getting farther and farther away on both sides, Leon's heart beat faster because of this exciting experience.

The clouds above were getting closer and closer. He adjusted himself to the graceful leaps of the giant beast beneath him and couldn't help but tilt his head to overlook the earth below.

In just a short while, the outline of Avalon Fortress became the size of a kite shield in his eyes.

In the small fountain square, the companions and servants who stayed behind were so small that they were difficult to distinguish.

Leon, with his hair dragged by the strong wind, looked forward and saw the Death Claw flying higher and higher until it suddenly pierced through the clouds.

——An eagle cries in the sky, and one man and one beast climb up to the sky.
The vast and intoxicating blue curtain suddenly comes into view.

The sea of ​​clouds stretches across the sky, and the white clouds roll in.
The dazzling sun seems to be within reach.

Sitting upright on the high saddle of a gradually level-flying griffin, flying through the vast sea of ​​clouds around you.

Leon looked a little dazed.

Beautiful, stunning, he couldn't find a more appropriate description.

It is impossible to describe the pleasure that comes from flying freely in the body.

No wonder so many rich people in the past would rather take the high risk of bungee jumping to experience the joy of chasing the blue sky for themselves.

Calming himself down, Leon looked down at the tiny forest and mountains below.

He quickly pulled the iron reins to remind the Deathclaw not to fly too far.

The soaring griffin let out a cry and immediately swung its body sideways.

With a flick of its long lion tail, the giant beast flew sideways in an exaggerated U-shaped trajectory, changed direction, and rushed down diagonally again, passing through the high cloud ravine.

The griffin descended much faster than it climbed. It didn't take long for Leon to control the Death Claw to fly back over Castle Avalon and land back in the square.

A group of friends gathered around.

"How is it? How is it? How does it feel to be in the sky? Is it fun?" Lockhak asked in an envious voice.

Leon sighed to his brother after taking a long breath: "How should I put it? I feel a little weightless."

"You just flew above the clouds, so high. Can you see the Temple of Thor on the Holy Sun from the sky?" Azerien looked up at the sun with squinting eyes, then turned his head and asked curiously.

"No, you'll know when you go up and take a look."

Leon waved his hand, turned around, pressed down the folding saddle on his back, unfolded the co-seat and fixed it firmly.

Given the size of the Deathclaw, it certainly can't only carry one person.

"Everyone has a share, come one by one, don't be in a hurry."

After saying that, he looked at Olivia, whose eyes were shining and who was obviously trying hard to resist trying. He stretched out his left hand and showed a sly smile like a will-o'-the-wisp boy or a spirited young man: "~~Beauty, you go first, Master Leon will take you for a ride~"

The girl was amused by his strange tone, but she didn't refuse. She stepped forward and took her lover's hand, then climbed onto the passenger seat of the griffin.

After teaching Olivia to fasten the straps to the belt, Leon turned back and reminded her, "Remember to hold me tight."

Although the rear saddle actually has a handle.

Feeling the girl's arms tightly around his waist, Leon pulled the iron reins happily and flew into the sky again with the Death Claw.
On this day, the exclamations and laughter of young people continued to cross the sky above Avalon.
The next afternoon.

Outside Avalon.

After checking that the earth vein lamp that had been injected with the soul of the zombie in advance was functioning properly, Leon turned on the switch, hung it on his belt, and carefully counted the simple luggage to make sure nothing was missing, then let Corvis get on the griffin's side saddle first.

He turned around and patted Olivia on the shoulder: "With Miss Laura's help, there won't be any accidents on this trip. You also experienced how fast the death claws fly yesterday. After dealing with this matter, I can rush back to Avalon in minutes."

"Then you and Corvis should be careful." Olivia nodded.

She knew where Leon was going and did not make any willful request to go with him.

Some time ago, Olivia was really shocked when she learned from Leon that the lady 'Lenice' who visited Selva and had a good chat with her was actually the current princess of Orland.

Olivia had unexpectedly met the biological daughter of her previous enemy, and now she was a little scared, fearing that she had caused trouble for everyone.

Fortunately, Leon comforted her. As a generation also born after the end of the civil war, the princess probably didn't know about the past of the previous dynasty and didn't think of her as an orphan at all.

After giving the girl a light kiss on the forehead, Leon turned around, climbed onto the main saddle of the Deathclaw, and pulled up the iron reins.

"Go back. I will definitely have to bring you with me to guard the Holy Land City when we go to the east to find out the news. Have a good rest first, and I will come back as soon as possible."

After saying that, Leon called on the griffin to spread its wings and fly into the sky.

The beast carried the two of them, and with a simple run, it flew off towards the southwest.
(End of this chapter)