Chapter 169: Thoughts from all parties
After realizing that David would not take her with him this time, his griffin Emily was very dissatisfied.
She bit David's arm and dragged him, flapping her wings against his body.
"Why……"
David was a little troubled as she dragged him away, stumbling: "Don't do this, Emily... Don't do this..."
Although Emily didn't use much force and didn't hurt David.
But Emily's mother Angelica flew over as soon as possible.
The majestic white griffin arched its body and let out a long, threatening roar like a lion's, which shook the heart.
Emily then reluctantly slowly opened her mouth.
Seeing her loosen her grip, Angelica grabbed Emily's wings and dragged her aside, swatting her head with her claws. Every time Emily tried to escape, she gently swatted back with her wings. Only after she had tamed Emily until she huddled up in shame did Angelica slowly drift away.
Emily's father, the taller white griffin, waited silently beside the Great Guardian, watching all this without moving or saying a word.
Griffins grow up, train together, and fight together with their human companions.
After spending decades together like this, their personalities will become more and more like those of their human companions.
The main mission of the air troopers is to raise their own griffins. They will die soon, but the griffins they raise will live a long time.
Powerful and intelligent, pure-blooded white griffins are a race blessed by the Silver Crown Dragon. As the darlings of the Path of Authority, they possess innate wind-attributed magical powers, capable of controlling storms and thunder. They can even learn various human scripts and languages, far surpassing the intelligence of many humans.
But they cannot dream - just like other extraordinary creatures who cannot dream, they cannot go deeper into the Tao to advance.
The close bond between a griffon and its companions allows them to draw upon the power of their path as they advance, allowing them to grow together. This symbiotic relationship is like that between humans and manticores in the desert.
"You have to educate her, David."
Angelica said to David with some dissatisfaction: "You spoil Emily too much, this will develop bad habits for her.
"When she tries to hurt you in any way, you have to say no loudly. Otherwise, she will always take it lightly and think that you don't really care. You have to explain to her what she can and cannot do - even if she is impatient, you have to explain it to her clearly. You are her partner, and she will respect your opinion."
Wild beasts generally like to fight with each other as a form of hunting training, but the proud pure-blooded griffins disdain fighting. They can use their intelligence that is no less than that of humans to train their bodies and use various skills.
Although Griffins can only speak after reaching adulthood... they can actually understand what they hear and see before that. They just can't speak.
Young griffons' intelligence is not fully developed, their animalistic nature is more dominant, and they are more mischievous. Emily, for example, is like a human child, roughly in elementary school. This is the age when they are likely to hurt others without restraint, or engage in roughhousing with their friends and siblings.
The griffin is actually the most dangerous at this time... because this "child" who knows nothing, has the innate ability to easily tear apart a third-level extraordinary person.
In the wild, this education would be the responsibility of their parents, but now it is generally done by their human companions.
"Actually, I really don't care if she bites me..."
Looking at Emily huddled in the corner with a wronged look on her face, David felt a little soft-hearted.
He was about to touch her to comfort her when Angelica saw through his idea. She bit the clothes on the back of David's neck and swung them upwards.
A gust of air lifted David up, allowing him to fly lightly. He was safely caught by the white griffin that flew up with him.
"Let's go, Philip."
Seeing Angelica catch David, George said in a deep voice, "113 Green Vine Avenue."
"OK."
An equally steady and reliable deep voice sounded.
Angelica spoke in a gentle voice, but her words were not very friendly: "Nadia, help me teach Emily a lesson. She even dared to bite David. Will she eat people next time?"
Emily whimpered, apparently understanding, but because she couldn't speak, she was spinning around anxiously.
"Leave it to me, you guys go ahead."
Nadia nodded and said worriedly, "Take good care of David, Anjie!"
"No problem, sister."
The white griffin replied.
The next moment, a storm swept through, a hurricane roared—
The griffin's claws could grasp the strings of the storm. Despite its immense size, it could fly with ease and swiftness. With barely a flap of its wings, it vanished in the blink of an eye.
Seeing her mother leave, Emily came over and rubbed Nadia to please her, making a soft purring sound.
Nadia wasn't harsh.
Unlike her attitude when she scolded David, she just tapped the little griffin's forehead in amusement towards Emily.
"Are you acting like a spoiled brat now? Do you know you've done something wrong? Will you dare to do it again next time?"
Every time she spoke, she gently tapped Emily's forehead.
Nadia also knew that Emily would not hurt David, but she still needed to give her a warning.
Emily licked her fingers, then lay down against Nadia and turned over on her belly.
Even as a juvenile, Emily stood at 1.78 meters tall when lying down. She resembled a large lion, yet acted like a kitten, enjoying the spoiled charm of others.
Nadia rubbed the soft fur on her belly with both hands—the soft belly that could accommodate her entire upper body. Then she smiled and touched Emily's chin.
"Let's go eat some meat. The Temple of Silver and Tin sent fresh lamb today, and George left one for you."
Nadia patted Emily and said, "You are growing, eat more."
Emily suddenly became alert, and she stood up lightly with a flip, following closely behind Nadia.
The other side.
Princess Isabel, who was in class, became worried when she thought about the news she heard this morning.
She listened to the music theory she had long understood and looked out the window.
—Not that I'm worried about Aiwass.
Although she was a little worried, she was more confident. She believed that Aiwass would return safely.
What really worried her was Yulia.
Fortunately, Yulia had been brought home by me, otherwise something might have happened to her that day.
Aiwass might be able to come back, but if Yulia were to come along, that wouldn't be certain. Yulia was clearly very fond of her brother, and she looked so fragile. If she heard what had happened to Aiwass, she might faint.
what do I do?
Otherwise, don't tell her the truth...
But if you hide it, how long can you keep it hidden?
If she were to stay in the palace like this, the child would probably become suspicious... after all, she was so smart. She would always wonder if something had happened to Aiwass, and why he hadn't come to pick her up for so long?
What should she say then?
Isabel stared at the azure sky, lost in thought, trying to imagine all the possible situations she might encounter. She began to think about how she should handle them and how she should answer different questions.
In the Hall of Silver and Tin, Julia was sitting obediently in Isabel's room reading a book.
Janice sat on the ground beside her and drew a picture for Yulia with great interest.
She originally wanted to paint a portrait of Yulia. After all, the child was so rare and cute—even by the standards of elves, Yulia could be considered beautiful.
But Yulia was a guest after all. Janice worried she might get bored, so she let her read. And so, she could draw her profile... Yulia's profile was pretty nice, too.
I'd heard that Yulia was a phantom demon egg, but closer inspection confirmed otherwise. She was simply frail, a fragile, alienated feeling, at odds with the world. She seemed to sit quietly here, yet she seemed to be in another world. Her presence could only be seen through the mirror.
This gave Janice a rare inspiration.
She decided to draw a picture of Yulia - she hadn't painted seriously in a long time.
As for Aiwas's safety... Janice wasn't actually worried about that at all.
When she heard about Aiwass's accident, she had already searched for his portraits in various places. Knowing who Aiwass was close to, she went directly to Bishop Mathers's house to look around. Sure enough, she found Aiwass.
Then she found Meg and the president from Lloyd's. By now, she had a rough idea of what Aiwass's plan was.
Meg wasn't necessarily anxious because of Aiwass's disappearance - the old lady was very smart, she just liked to play dumb.
In Janice's opinion, she was probably planning to use this opportunity to strike a blow against the Round Table, and the best tool for that was Lloyd's.
But Janice, who saw everything, didn't intend to say anything or do anything... At most, she just told Sophia not to worry too much.
Queen Sofia had long been interested in the young man—because of his achievements, his name, and also because of Isabel.
Janice's only concern was for Yulia.
On the contrary, it was this little girl that Janice found difficult to understand. Her sense of fragmentation made it impossible for her to fathom her true thoughts...
But what does this have to do with her?
She came to Avalon for a trip anyway, so it would be better if she could see some good shows.
"I hope they don't damage the painting when they fight..."
Janice muttered to herself.
If the portrait is damaged, she won't be able to watch the live broadcast.
While Yulia was reading a book, she was thinking about something else entirely.
I'm not worried about my brother.
Because through the vague connection between her and the Flame-Defying Butterfly, she could even vaguely sense where Aiwas was.
...But if Isabel is anxious, how can she comfort Isabel without ruining her brother's plan?
We have to come up with a plan before Isabel comes home.
Yulia fell into deep thought.
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