Knight with Wand

The sleeping Goethe smelled the fresh air outside in the morning, but the small body was snoring, and the curled up little fur ball was still sleepy and unwilling to wake up. The shaking wings seemed to complain about the turbulence that disturbed his sleep.

The huge wings of the Death Claw instinctively opened, and the feathers seemed to be excited and trembling. The body whirred and rolled up the wind, and immediately came forward to Corvis.

The huge eagle head drooped, and the sharp eagle eyes stared at the cub in the boy's hands.

Corvis did not hesitate and held the little Goethe in both hands to the giant beast in front of him.

The griffin's head moved closer, sniffing the cub's breath, and it carefully and gently leaned its huge head against it, sticking to the little Goethe's body.

The magic element flowed, and the familiar feeling from the blood was felt, and ecstasy instantly filled the mind of the king of birds of prey.

Raising its wings that almost covered the courtyard in ecstasy, the griffin's claws rumbled and took two steps back.

It raised its head high, opened its beak, and let out bursts of happy eagle calls.

This was a regret that could not be let go no matter how many blood feuds in memory it had hunted down.

But now, after being around it for so long, the despair and resentment of losing its mate and offspring were vented in an instant.

The giant beast flapped its huge wings in joy, and everyone had to retreat and avoid it.

Now, even the greedy little Goethe was awakened by the earth-shaking eagle cry.

The little griffin cub opened his eyes and vaguely saw the surrounding environment.

But when he saw the terrible "monster" with wings on its back in front of him, the little Goethe was so scared that his hair stood up.

A loud and piercing chirping scream came out of its mouth, and its body shrank back again and again.

Corvis quickly retracted his raised arms to prevent little Goethe from falling to the ground.

Hearing the scream of his cub, the griffin immediately came over nervously.

But seeing the giant with a sharp beak and huge eyes approaching, the little griffin screamed even louder.

Corvis helplessly stroked the griffin cub to calm the little guy's emotions.

It was obvious that little Goethe, who had only seen humans since opening his eyes and had been living with humans for nearly a month since he was born, did not recognize that the giant in front of him was his kind for a while, and did not even realize that the other party was his closest relative.

The huge griffin looked at the little guy's unfamiliarity with him, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal human distress and helplessness.

In fact, as a young parent who gave birth to a cub for the first time, it couldn't help but feel a little confused at this moment.

The mighty king of beasts gently hummed a few times at the lost and recovered cub in Corvis' arms.

Leon listened from the side and found for the first time that Deathclaw, a big guy, could make such a lovely "clip sound". Even when he was almost killed in the spirit-like field, the griffin's cry was full of majesty.

He walked past Deathclaw, patted the helpless big guy, then stood between Deathclaw and Little Goethe, reaching out to touch the little Goethe who was curled up in fear.

"What should we do? My Lord, it seems that Goethe is indeed the child of your griffin friend, but this little guy has been with us for too long, maybe he thinks he is also a human like us." Corvis smiled bitterly.

Logically speaking, the griffin cub should be able to recognize its parents, but Little Goethe is not even a month old after all, so it is normal for him to be frightened and panicked for a while.

"Try to calm this little guy down first."

Leon scratched the feathers on the head of little Goethe with his fingers, thought for a while, turned around and ordered the guards: "Go to the ranch to kill a fat sheep, bring it here, I will invite this big guy and the little guy to have a meal together, and remember to tell the new ladies in the house not to be afraid."

"Yes, sir."

The guards Boz and Dardanelle immediately turned around to execute the order.

Olivia looked at the pitiful little Goethe who was burying his head and shaking, and her maternal instinct melted for this furry little guy, and she couldn't help but reach out and stroke this little fur ball who was usually fearless.

The griffin behind Leon raised his head anxiously and looked at the cub, but scratched the ground with his anxious claws, and finally had to fold his wings tightly, lower his limbs and lie down again, patiently guarding the three people.

"Don't be afraid, little guy, your mother is here to pick you up~" Olivia whispered to comfort him.

"Mother?" Leon was stunned and asked her, "Do you recognize that Deathclaw is female?"

"Well, if the mark in your book is correct, I see that it. Deathclaw, the pattern of feathers on the back of the neck should be female." Olivia nodded to her lover. She was very curious about the giant creature that fell from the sky to save her, so she remembered the knowledge of griffins very clearly.

Hearing this, Leon turned around and looked at the Deathclaw lying elegantly behind him.

It turned out that this big guy was really a "lady".

It was a pity that he called her "brother" before, which was really rude.

But he couldn't blame him. Although he had the opportunity to observe in the Nightmare Forest, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to the gender of the griffin in such a tense situation.

At first glance at such a majestic and legendary beast, anyone would assume it to be male.

"If I had known you were a lady, I would have changed my name. Otherwise, I would call you "Gray Queen" in the future?" Leon joked.

"~?~"

The griffin tilted its head.

Leon shook his head.

Forget it, let's just call it Deathclaw. I'm used to it.

Perhaps because he felt surrounded by the close atmosphere of Corvis, Leon, and Olivia, the little Goethe who was frightened by the giant's gaze, gradually relaxed the fluff on his body.

Deathclaw's head suddenly turned to one side. It smelled the scent of fresh "food". The bloody smell of prey on the menu aroused its appetite.

It turned out that the two guards who had just left came back with a fat sheep that had just been slaughtered.

The little Goethe in Corvis's arms couldn't help but raise his head with his stomach growling.

Although the fear was not completely dissipated, at its "age", its desire to eat was extremely strong.

Leon rolled up his sleeves, cut off a bloody leg of lamb with a dagger, and gave it to Olivia to feed Goethe. He then carried the fat sheep and came to Deathclaw.

"When a friend comes from afar, isn't it a good time to eat? I'll treat you to breakfast." Leon put down the food.

The griffin chirped softly, as if to express its gratitude. With its wisdom, it could naturally understand the kindness of its human friends.

The mutual life-saving grace made it trust that the food given by the other party was not a safety hazard.

The huge and sharp claws pulled the sheep carcass over, and the griffin lowered its head to peck and tear it.

Watching the death claw feasting, Leon smiled with satisfaction.

He was more reluctant to part with the big guy in front of him than before.

To be honest, now that he can really afford to keep a griffin, it would be a lie if Leon didn't want the other party to stay.

The other party must guard the territory. In the battle of Longka, the death claw only needed to fly back and forth, and the mob of criminals and farmers in the enemy army would definitely be scared to death in an instant.

Even the infantry of Wolfenhall's main camp would never be able to stop this terrifying beast from going unparalleled.

Leon walked closer to the griffin who was eating without fear of death.

The last time the other party came back to eat the horse carcass, he found that the griffin did not react to protect the food.

Their wisdom is worthy of the record in the Lorelit data. They are advanced intelligent species that can communicate with people using "language". They can completely distinguish between friends, enemies, and passers-by. They will not react to their own people like some stupid poultry and beasts.

Not only that

Leon watched the griffin's eagle beak tear off a piece of fat sheep's limbs and hold it towards him, so he quickly waved his hand.

"Thank you, you eat it." Leon smiled awkwardly. Perhaps accepting sharing can bring him closer to the other party, but if he was not as hungry as he was when he was escaping, he really didn't want to try to eat raw meat and drink blood again.

Seeing that the griffin understood the refusal and raised his head to swallow the fat sheep with skin and bones, Leon stretched out his hand and stroked and pressed on the lion body of Death Claw, feeling the tight and tough skin of this "Griffin Lady".

It was like touching a warm wall wrapped in thick tanned hard leather armor.

This strong physique, even if ordinary people's swords and knives are used to slash and stab it with all their strength, it is no different from scraping it.

It is not as powerful as the large crossbow siege weapon, and it can't hurt this "holy beast" praised by the Holy Sun Church.

Leon looked at the death claw with a hotter look.

If he made a set of solid war beast breastplate, abdominal armor, helmet, and arm armor for his griffin friend.

Leon dared not think about how cool it would be.

I'm afraid that when such a death claw comes to the battlefield, it doesn't need to go into battle to kill the enemy. As long as it stands in front of the formation, the morale of the army will be full because of it, and even the morale pendant of King Ka will not be needed.