John looked at the little one in his hand, thought for a moment, and took a strip of meat from his side, tearing it into small pieces and placing it in front of the little griffin. The little griffin smelled the meat, chirped happily, opened its mouth and bit down on the strip of raw meat that was huge compared to its own small body, and swallowed with some difficulty. After eating a piece of meat, the little one still smelled the meat and called out to John. John proceeded to tear a piece from the large strip of meat and take it. And so, after the little one had eaten two more pieces of meat, he stopped eating, but just looked at John and jumped up and down.

"I'm back!" Over there, Kamlaine didn't know what to do, and as soon as she came back, she saw the small thing in John's hand: "Hey, it's already hatched? Wait a minute, it's a little wrong, why is it so small?" As the will of purgatory, the creatures of purgatory should be in her hands, and at a glance she could see that this little thing was a creature hatched from the egg that John was holding before, but she also felt strange:" Although I know that griffin eggs will mutate with your breath every day when you come into contact with you, but anyway, what is hatched from an egg the size of a human head is not as big as a palm?"

It seems that the little guy in John's hand has aroused Catyline's interest, and his attention has shifted to the little griffin: "No, this is no longer a griffin, this is a dragon vulture, this griffin egg is in contact with your breath every day, and it has revived the dragon blood in its body and begun to dragonize." No wonder it's only so big, how can a griffin's egg satisfy the revival of a dragon vein. ”

"In other words, this little guy is a dragon?" John looked at the little guy in the middle of his palm with interest, who was already full of food and tired of playing, and slept peacefully, and asked, "Just like the dragon clan of the black dragon?"

"Poof, this little guy is not enough to lift shoes for the black dragon, at most it is only a pseudo-dragon, not even a wurm, not to mention that even if it is a real dragon, it can be regarded as a high-level color dragon. Catherine mocked John's words, but after a pause, she said: "If it has been following you, it is still possible to evolve into a wurm, after all, the dragon in the Purgatory Dragon Ride refers to your dragon bloodline, if your strength increases, the dragon bloodline will be further purified, and the creatures that follow you will naturally be infected by your breath." Your strength has reached the emperor level, and just your gaze can make a low-level demon such as a little inferior demon directly dragonize, of course, the premise is that they have a body that can withstand the dragon transformation process, otherwise it is more likely to explode directly. Now you are only an earl, so you can only use your own breath to turn the griffon dragon to this point. ”

"Well, it just so happens that as a knight, I don't have any experience in riding, and it's not a hassle to have such a little guy with me. John looked at the drulture that was already fully asleep and said. Turning his head to look at Silly Lily on the side, John said that there was no need to experiment today. Then Lily walked to the cave with the hides in her arms with a grateful face, and felt the temperature of the campfire, but not too close to the campfire, and laid one of the hides on the ground, and the other wrapped herself in her body and lay down. Lily no longer wanted to tempt John with her body. In the past month or so, Lily has not just tempted John with her body once, whether it is a big temptation or pretending not to pay attention to the benefits released, John is looking at her calmly, and his eyes have not changed at all. From then on, Lily gave up this useless temptation, and followed John's instructions to go out hunting every day, bringing back enough meat and hides to wait for the meal, and finally to the frightened experiment. Thankfully, the egg hatched today, allowing me to avoid experimentation.

The next morning, when the sun had risen, John watched Lily go out hunting with her twisted whip and a stone knife, as she had done the other day, and the little dragon vulture beside her woke up. By this time, the little dragon vulture, which had become stronger than it had been at the beginning, had come out of John's nest that had been placed on the edge of the campfire with animal skins, and was bouncing around him, and chirping for food.

John looked at the little guy bouncing at his feet, and the bear child boldly jumped on his feet, and when he didn't get a response, he would bite the surface of his feet with his mouth that had not yet grown teeth. John bent down and lifted the little one, who was still biting the scales on his foot, and placed it in the palm of his hand. The little one looked at John's face, screamed happily, and waved the pair of dragon wings on his back, which were not yet fully formed, but could already be seen to be different from his parents, as if he wanted to fly in front of John.

John looked at the little dragon vulture that was jumping and waving its wings at the same time, but could not fly anyway, and turned to put yesterday's meat on the ground, and placed the little one in his hand next to the meat strip. The little dragon vulture was a little confused at first, after all, even if it was a griffin, it was the lioness who was born to feed the meat to her mouth, and even if she ate herself, it would take a while. However, the physical fitness of the dragon vulture is much better than that of the griffin, so John can safely put the meat there and wait for the little dragon vultures to eat themselves.

Soon, the little drulture understood what John meant, and ran to the edge of the meat with his own flutter, opened his mouth to bite the meat, and pulled it back with all his might. At first, it was quite difficult, but slowly, the bit of flesh was torn into a small hole, and then the hole grew bigger and bigger in the tearing of the little dragon vulture, and finally it was torn off. The little dragon vulture was originally tearing its neck while retreating, but it didn't expect to break it directly, making it fall on its own. However, slowly, after eating a piece of meat, the little guy regained some strength or gained experience, and was able to stand in place and tear the meat off the big strip of meat and swallow it just by shaking his head. By the time Lily returned with a prey, the little dryu had eaten half of the strip of meat that John had placed on the ground, more than twice as much as he had eaten the previous night. The little dragon vulture with a big belly bounced in front of John, and when he saw that John paid no attention to himself, he ran slowly back to John's skin nest, and in a ball, covered his two wings over his head, and fell asleep.

It can be seen that Lily has a crush on the little dragon vulture, whether it is John's pet to please John or thanks to the little guy for being born yesterday to avoid the experiment, Lily has no reason to hate it. Run to the edge of the nest and squat down, and use your hand to dot on the little dragon vulture's wings. At first, the little dragon vulture only waved its wings twice to drive away, but when it found that it didn't work, it changed places to sleep, and finally found that it still couldn't escape, and the angry little guy turned his head and bit on the finger of the unsuspecting Lily.

Looking at the succubus who was screaming and holding the bite position, John shook his head helplessly, and the impression of this child being tossed and stupid by himself deepened twice. Let her experiment in two more days, don't accidentally break her soul, it won't be good.