Knight with Wand

It can be regarded as solving some of the doubts 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.

It can't be left alone forever, especially at this moment. If the guess is right, time is running out.

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

"It doesn't matter, it's good to go and see, don't worry, I will go with you."

"You want to go with me? That's great, but I'm sorry to delay your business again."

Leon was surprised and ashamed when he heard it.

It has been almost eight months since he agreed to the other party's agreement. He said it nicely, but he still couldn't fulfill his original promise.

Fortunately, looking at the expression of the little teacher, he didn't express displeasure about the unexpected delay of the originally scheduled itinerary.

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

With the Mage King by his side, he naturally had fewer concerns when entering the spirit-like field again.

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

However

Leon pinched his chin and thought.

I wonder how big the cursed land mentioned by Ines is, how long it has existed, and whether there are high-intelligence souls inside that can be used as wicks for the "guide".

If we find Aolad and his people and find that they are not dead yet, we can't kill a few East Border knights and extract their souls on the spot.

It seems that before setting off, we have to go to the Nightmare Forest to find the ancient corpse ghosts that have escaped the net and save a soul wick in advance. Anyway, let them finish this job and let them rest in peace.

If we really can't find it, we can go to the prison to find a first-born prisoner who has committed a very heinous crime and make full use of it.

"No matter whether I can help the princess or not, I will take you to Rolandal as soon as possible. With the help of the Death Claw, it will only take one day to fly directly to the border of Kantadar in the east." Leon raised his head and promised.

"Well," Laura stood up from the throne and came to the other party: "Then I will 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.

"Why? 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's possession, but seeing that Canis often wanted to come out for a "break", he always felt that trapping the wizard lady in the body was too restrictive of her freedom.

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

Anyway, there is enough magic power for the wizard lady to communicate with him in the soul state. Following him, it may be freer than staying in the tower.

Leon asked: "How do you want to come back? Do you need a spell ritual?"

Lola raised her eyebrows. In fact, just one thought is enough.

But she suddenly felt that it was better to create some sound and light effects to fool around, so as not to expose the embarrassment that had quietly possessed her.

Lola's palm stretched out from her sleeve and pressed 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 person.

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

Leon did not feel the entity, he reached out to catch the golden card, looked at the empty card face, and couldn't help touching his chest.

That's it?

"Lola?" Leon tried silently in his heart.

With his call.

The gentle and light voice immediately echoed in his heart.

".I'm here."

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

Okay, his little sister is back again.

Leaving the Mage Tower, Leon hurried to the fountain square and went to the people who were waiting for him.

He had never flown a plane in his previous life, and had never really mastered flying. Now he had to hurry up and get used to the Deathclaw as soon as possible, so that he could set off 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 anti-rust paint.

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

Leon looked to the east, at the griffin tower next to the main castle.

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

Since half a month ago, he successfully invited it to settle in Avalon and coaxed it to complete the communication ritual with it, this big fat bird has become more and more 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 was full every day, Deathclaw was no longer too lazy to go out to find food.

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

This is not only because this giant beast likes to be clean, but also because of the habit of griffins, which makes them unwilling to dirty the main nest, leave smells, and expose the location of the nest.

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

Leon is not afraid that the output of the barony can't provide food and drink for the griffin mother and daughter.

He is just worried that if Deathclaw continues to be so lazy, he will get fatter and fatter in the future, and really become a fat bird that can't fly?

Take off the beast-calling whistle he made in the workshop from his waist, and blow the sharp whistle that imitates the cry of a griffin.

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

It raised its wings, supported its huge body with four limbs, turned its head and looked far away at the source of the call.

Opening its eagle beak, Deathclaw called out in response, and then jumped from the terrace of the nest tower. With just two flaps of its wings, its huge and majestic body flew over with a strong wind.

With a bang, the beast landed in front of everyone.

Deathclaw tilted his head and looked at Leon in confusion, not knowing what to call it over for.

Leon stepped forward to beckon it to lower its head, then stroked the griffin's big head with both hands, concentrating on sensing the connection between each other's techniques.

Communicating consciousness, transmitting messages, and carefully conveying a series of complex meanings to it, Leon stepped back and observed the reaction of this big guy.

Deathclaw tilted its huge head and slowly approached the pile of griffin armor, looking around.

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

After a while, it turned back and hummed to Leon.

Leon was delighted, and it agreed.

In the square, the clever giant beast lay quietly, just like enjoying the human help to take care of its hair in the past, raising its wings and arms from time to time, allowing people to cover those "hard pieces" on its head, neck, chest, abdomen, limbs, and buttocks.

When Leon personally fixed the "reins" made of iron chains on the left and right of the griffin head armor, he stepped back and completed the full arming of the griffin partner.

The giant beast covered with black and red carved equipment slowly stood up from the ground.

Deathclaw was not used to the strange feeling of being wrapped all over, but it lowered its head and blinked its eyes. Seeing the solid steel blocking the old wounds on its chest and abdomen, its smart head naturally understood the role of this armor.

The griffin recalled the vicious people who killed its spouse. If it had this hard armor to protect its vital parts from the huge arrows that it could not get rid of, it would definitely be able to fight to the death and drag at least one or two major enemies to die with it.

Leon looked up and down at the domineering black-armored griffin in front of him.

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

A larger figure than the original "Deathclaw" in a previous work, and a more comprehensive armor

The only question is, with so much weight added, can the griffin still fly?

Although he is a master dwarf craftsman and built according to the griffin armor structure in ancient books, Leon is still a little worried when he sees the weight of the real thing.

When he came to the deathclaw, he gestured to the other party to turn around in the sky.

The griffin shook its cool unicorn steel head, and immediately spread its only huge wing without armor, trying to take off.

The whistling wind was lifted under the wings of the death claw, and the armored griffin flapped its wings and leaped into the air, successfully taking off in a few strokes.

Leon raised his hand to cover his brows, and was relieved to see the death claw take off easily.

He was overthinking. He looked at this mythical creature according to the animal standards of the earth in his previous life, which really underestimated the proud work of an ancient king of law.

The burden of the battle armor did not hinder the giant beast from flying. Amid the exclamations of the crowd, the griffin circled and turned several times, and landed again with a bang.

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

Leon couldn't wait to walk forward, climbed onto the high saddle after the griffin lay down, fastened the straps to fix the waist, and reached out to hold the sturdy iron reins.

Feeling the griffin stand up, looking around at the view far higher than the warhorse, Leon took a deep breath and shouted excitedly.

"Deathclaw, take off."

--Hurry! ! The huge wings swung, and the bumps under his body far exceeded the horse's back, making Leon step on the pedals tightly.

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

Suddenly, he felt his body suddenly fall like a roller coaster. Looking at the view tilted from mid-air, Leon was startled behind him, grasped the iron reins with both hands, and instinctively leaned back.

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

Hearing the teasing voice of the wizard lady in his heart, Leon's old face was hot.

He hurriedly suppressed the embarrassing shock just now and stabilized his riding posture.

The swooping deathclaw was full of strength and immediately flapped its wings.

The sky overlord raised its altitude in a beautiful arc trajectory, and instantly rushed into the sky with its companion on its back.

The sharp wind blew past Leon's ears, and the wind blew on his face. Looking at the scenery that was getting farther and farther away, Leon's heartbeat accelerated for this exciting experience.

The clouds above were getting closer and closer. He adapted to the graceful leap of the giant beast under him, and couldn't help but tilt his head to overlook the land below.

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

In the small fountain square, the companions and servants who stayed in place were even smaller and difficult to distinguish.

Leon, with his hair dragged by the wind, looked forward, and the death claw flew higher and higher until it suddenly pierced through the clouds.

——The eagle cried in the sky, one man and one beast climbed to the sky.

The vast and intoxicating blue curtain came into view in an instant.

The sea of ​​clouds stretched across the sky, and the white clouds were rolling.

The dazzling sun seemed to be within reach.

Sitting on the high saddle of the griffin, which was gradually flying level, he flew through the vast sea of ​​clouds around him.

Leon was a little dazed.

Beautiful, shocking, he couldn't find a better description.

He couldn't describe the pleasure of flying freely in his body.

No wonder so many rich people in his previous life would rather take the high risk of bungee jumping to experience the joy of chasing the blue sky.

After calming down, Leon looked down at the tiny forests and mountains below.

He quickly pulled the iron reins to remind the death claw not to fly over his head.

The soaring griffin cried out and immediately swung its body sideways.

With a flick of its long lion tail, the giant beast turned around with an exaggerated U-shaped trajectory, and rushed down again diagonally, passing through the high cloud stream.

The griffin descended much faster than it climbed. It didn't take long for Leon to fly back to the sky above Avalon Castle and landed back in the square again.

A group of companions gathered around.

"How is it, how is it, how does it feel in the sky? Is it fun?" Lohak asked enviously.

Leon sighed to his brother, "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 in the sky?" Azerien looked up and squinted at the sun, then turned his head and asked curiously.

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

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

With the size of the Deathclaw, of course, it can't only carry one person.

"Everyone has a share, come one by one, don't rush."

After saying that, he looked at Olivia, whose eyes were shining and obviously trying hard to resist the urge to try, and stretched out his left hand, showing a sly smile like a will-o'-the-wisp boy and a spirited young man: "~~Beauty, come 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 and got on the co-seat of the griffin.

Leon taught Olivia to fasten the straps fixed to the belt, and turned back to remind her: "Remember to hold me tight."

Although there is a handle on the back saddle.

Feeling the girl's arms around his waist, Leon pulled the iron reins happily and drove the Death Claw into the sky again.

On this day, the exclamations and laughter of young people continued to cross the sky above Avalon.

The next afternoon.

Outside Avalon.

Checking that the earth vein spirit lamp injected with the soul of the ghoul in advance was running well, Leon turned on the switch, hung it on the belt, and carefully counted the simple luggage to make sure nothing was left out, and then let Corvis get on the griffin's secondary saddle first.

He turned his head and patted Olivia's shoulder: "With Miss Laura's help, there will be no accidents on this trip. You also experienced how fast the Death Claw flies yesterday. After dealing with this matter, I can rush back to Avalon in minutes."

"Then you and Corvis are careful." Olivia nodded.

She knew where Leon was going, and did not ask him to go with her.

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

Olivia was a little scared now after accidentally meeting the biological daughter of the previous generation’s enemy, fearing that she would cause trouble for everyone.

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

After kissing the girl’s forehead lightly, Leon turned and climbed onto the main saddle of the Death Claw and pulled the iron reins.

“Go back. When I go to the east to inquire about the news of the Holy Land City, I must bring you with me as a guard. Rest well first, and wait for me to go and come back quickly.”

After speaking, Leon called 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.