Chapter 38 Conversation (Page 1/2)

One step, two steps, three steps.

Frank held his breath and raised the sharp fang steel sword in his hand high.

Under the watchful eyes of Priscilla behind him, he took three minutes to walk the last ten meters and was less than half a meter away from the griffin in the bird's nest.

At this time, the huge beast was still sleeping, with its huge head leaning on the bird's nest, and it didn't notice the danger coming.

Perhaps because of too much curiosity, the poet lady tiptoed and looked into the distance, and unknowingly walked into the range of more than 30 meters of Frank.

But at this time, the demon hunter no longer had the energy to scold Priscilla.

Standing next to the griffin, he held up the venomous steel sword, the sharp blade flashed slightly in the sun, and his mastery of the swordsmanship of the viper school made his explosive power far beyond that of ordinary people.

Frank took a deep breath, held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, aimed at the neck of the griffin, and without hesitation, chopped it down fiercely.

Crack! Sizzle!

After all, flesh and blood cannot be compared with steel. Even a monster like a griffin cannot defeat a sword.

With the demon hunter's superhuman strength, the sharp sword was like a sturdy green bamboo. The blade flashed, and in just a moment, the feathers, flesh and bones on the griffin's neck were all cut off by the venomous snake sword.

This huge and ferocious beast. Before it even had time to let out a shrill roar, it was beheaded by the demon hunter's sword.

Because it died too quickly, a large amount of blood gushed out from the broken neck of the griffin, like a small fountain, directly dyeing the griffin's nest red.

The remaining headless body of the monster, under the stimulation of muscle nerves, suddenly began to twitch violently, like a hen whose neck was suddenly twisted, and the wings that had been folded up also flapped randomly as if they were electrocuted.

After the successful attack, Frank was about to retreat, but he suddenly noticed that two white griffin eggs were pressed under the griffin beast and wrapped in the griffin nest.

Without thinking too much, he rolled into the nest and successfully brought the two griffin eggs out before they were destroyed by the griffin's body.

Although the price was that his back was lightly scratched by the griffin's hind claws, but with the protection of chain mail, such injuries could only be regarded as drizzle.

The only thing that made him feel uncomfortable was that the griffin nest was full of wet feces and smelly griffin blood.

Such a roll was like rolling into a cesspool, making his armor all over the body covered with dirt, and the strong stench made Frank roll his eyes.

"Are you okay, Frank?"

"Look at you now. You are covered in bird feces and dirty blood. This is too dirty?"

"It stinks! You need to go back and take a shower."

After the overall situation was settled, Priscilla immediately trotted over.

She first looked at the wound on Frank's back, and after confirming that the demon hunter was fine, she immediately covered her nose in disgust and walked away, observing the griffin's body from a distance, not daring to get close.

Frank was also very depressed, but holding the two griffin eggs in his hand, remembering that each griffin egg was worth at least three hundred orens, the depression in his heart was immediately relieved a lot.

He reached into his waist bag and took out a few ropes, then tied the two griffin eggs in a safe way and lifted them up, and took out another rope to tie up the griffin head he had cut off.

Only after these tasks were completed did he turn to Priscilla, who was still excited, and said:

"Okay, Priscilla, the commission is completed, and we should go back."

"This griffin head, when you go back, you will give it to the lord of White Orchard as proof that we have completed the commission."

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