The Patrol Knights were stationed in the Ice Peak Fortress, and Rem became the supreme commander here. Although it was unreasonable for him to have the griffons exterminated, there was nothing wrong with the rules and laws.

If Giles had been in Icecrest Fortress, or if Kylie hadn't been injured trying to pick the Giant Fruit, Kiprin wouldn't have had such a big opinion. But no matter how big the opinion is, the official order has been signed by Rem Gary Quasi-Inspector, and the matter cannot be changed.

"The text of the official order, the mission pass, the operation indulgence, these are all ready, and there is no way to find out his problem in the formalities. Old man, even if there is a solution, it will not take effect right now. Judging by their stance, tomorrow they must leave the fortress and go into the mountains to find the damned griffin. ”

Cain looked down at his injured arm, drew his dagger with a thud, cut the bandage, and removed the splint. From the elbow to the fingertips, the forearm that had broken the bone was still swollen, and it was certainly still unable to withstand the force.

"I don't say anything about the vanity. I know very well that you have to follow them into the mountains. Alas, if my old bones were still usable, I would also go into the mountains. Leave an empty fortress to those guys!" Kiplin sighed, raising Kylie's arms with both hands and taking a closer look. "I'll give you the last troll potion as a last-ditch choice. Remember, we're not a giant bear, and troll potions can have huge side effects on you, ranging from distorted arms to death. ”

"I don't need your advice, I know everything I need to know. I can't do this kind of thing, old man, you better go and see those young people. Kelie tried to move his arm, then walked away with a frown.

Of the four young men, Tron had experience on a solo mission, so he definitely wanted to go. Renault also said that he would definitely go. He's not blind, Rem's hostility is about to be engraved on his face, and the whole thing is basically Rem's revenge on Renault, how can he stand by and watch. Actually, Renault really wanted to go on his own, and the others stayed in the safety of the fortress. But he had no reason to convince anyone.

Wu Mama said that he would go, and he was very confident that he would not make a mess and would absolutely obey Tron's instructions. Bainturasden did hesitate for a while, but he finally decided to go along, not knowing if it was because he was worried about something that would happen to his friends, or if he was worried that he would be estranged from his friends. "At least I can carry things and prepare food for you—I've memorized all the recipes from the field. ”

Dry food has a shelf life of only about ten days, and there is a good chance that they will have to stay in the mountains longer than that. Moreover, if a person carries ten days of dry food, it is also a great burden to carry the weight, so it is still necessary to have the ability to supply in the field. At least among the young four, Turasden is trustworthy in this regard.

Tron was the only one of the four who had ever been on a mission, so everyone heard him say first: "The cliff griffons are not easy to deal with, especially the ones that are bent on revenge on humans, we must work together, use our brains, and fight together to complete this mission." I'll go to the library in a moment and look for information on the cliff griffins again, and see what I can do. Umama you come to check the weapons and equipment, and Turasden you prepare daily necessities. Renault...... Do you have any ideas?"

"I'll read a book with you, maybe I can think of a way. I didn't go on a mission, so you lead the team, and I follow. ”

Age is not a weapon, you cannot defeat the enemy, only professionalism does.

"It's dangerous this time, griffon...... You've all seen it. Don't misestimate the strength of the griffin, the one we've seen was finally killed with the unexpected help of a sneak attack, a heavy crossbow machine on the city walls, Lord Giles himself, and then an alchemy flame that burned its feathers. We don't have any of these advantages this time. ”

"Maybe we can sneak up on ......" A vague thought popped up in Renault's mind, and after going through it in his mind, he said, "The griffin outside is vengeful, don't we still have the jerky of the previous griffin?" Griffins have a good sense of smell - I remember. Maybe the trap will work, and you can even do it near the stronghold, so you can use the Heavy Ballista. ”

"Yes!" said Turasden, "lure the griffons, set a trap, and use the ballista!

Tron thought about it carefully, but shook his head in Bane's expectant gaze: "The sky near the fortress is too vast, if the heavy ballista doesn't hit, then the griffin will only use air strikes to keep attacking. Master Giles is here, and we can only rely on luck to hit the griffin with our crossbow. There's only one type of terrain that can neutralize the griffon's flight threat and make it crawl for hand-to-hand combat—you all know it has to be woods. If we want to kill the griffin, let's leave the empty fortress and go to the valley woodland, the probability of success is higher. ”

He glanced at Turasden and added, "Besides, we're safer in the woodlands." ”

Renault could not think of an absolutely sure reason to refute it, so at this time he chose to believe in professionalism. "So, jerky bait is possible?"

"Of course, that's a good idea! A sheep, bleeding, stuffed with herbs capable of emitting a specific pungent odor, and then hiding to wait for the griffin to be fooled. This time, the griffin is not foraging for food but for revenge, but with a different type of bait, the other tactics can be similar. ”

"I have an idea. "The dead griffin's skin is partially burned, but there are still a lot left, and it may be useful this time." Also, we have a lot of feathers in our warehouse that are used to make arrows, and it seems that there are griffin feathers in them. I can pick it out and use it on the bait. ”

"The griffon's skull is still there, I know where it's buried, it's easy to dig up. Turasden said as he shrunk his neck: "Instructor Kailie asked me to find a place to bury him in the distance, I was lazy and didn't go that far......"

"Okay, you can use that. I'd ask Lord Snowy Owl for a griffon bait potion, which I remember on the third level of the medicine cabinet in his room. Tron's eyes narrowed.

"Hehe, it turns out that my things have been remembered by you. ”

The white-robed watchman silently appeared beside the crowd, his movements as stealthy as a snowy owl. "It's good to hear that you can use your brains to figure it out. We don't rely on muscles and teeth to defeat the beast, it is always brains. You're leaving tomorrow morning, and there's not a lot of time left, so now that you have a plan, start preparing.