It's a long time, but in reality it only takes a moment, and by the time Abner finished thinking about it, only a second or two had passed in reality. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info So, the topic has not cooled down at all.

"Yes, it's the royal griffon—much bigger and more powerful than the average griffon!" only the griffon knights had seen it from afar when they patrolled the skies before......," Albert looked envious, "I wonder if this griffon is one of the Knights." ”

"Probably not. "The royal griffin flew back to the Foster district - if it belonged to the Knights, it wouldn't have gone that way, but out of town." ”

Foster District is a district located in the northeast of the inner city of the royal capital, where the great nobles, high-ranking officials, and other powerful and high-ranking people of the kingdom live, and even the royal palace is in its direction. It occupies almost a quarter of the entire inner city - in stark contrast to its permanent population of less than one-twentieth - not counting those who serve them. The buildings are either magnificent or elegant, full of art, and most of them are arranged with various defensive magic arrays - they are also very well guarded, and ordinary civilians who want to enter must even be led by the people who live in them, or carry with them temporary documents to prove their identity and allow them to enter. The opposite of the location of the military camp outside the city in the west.

His Royal Highness Jane's father was only the Lord of the Seals, not a member of the military—at least not an officer or general who was required to be stationed in the barracks on a daily basis, and although he might be able to ride a griffin, Abner had never heard of a royal griffon in their house.

"Moreover, the griffons that Her Highness Jane can ride are not the gentlemen of the Order—after all, they are very fierce and arrogant creatures, and I am afraid that they would not be allowed to ride on their backs if they were not for the people with whom they are constantly acquainted. ”

"Well, Heyman has a point!" agreed, another fellow Burram, a commoner, or the son of a merchant, "and the griffin that can fly home alone does not look like an army." ”

It makes sense - the griffins of the army, in order to maintain their combat effectiveness, are full of wildness - if a griffin that belongs to the military and does not have an exclusive knight to fly in the sky, the first thing it has to do is not to fly back to the barracks alone, but to frighten, scratch, and kill the horses that can be seen in the royal capital!

The griffons, on the other hand, raised by the people, or aristocratic families, are mostly domesticated and quite docile - although they may still be haughty, they will not cause casualties under normal circumstances.

Even if Abner was to reason, it couldn't be more reliable and nuanced than this, but I still didn't know who this griffin was.

So, he asked.

"So, do you know who this griffin belongs to?"

"Which gentleman's ......" is still Heyman, he groaned, his right hand resting his chin, and his red eyebrows slowly furrowed, "I don't know very well, but there are royal griffons in the royal capital...... There are probably a dozen of them—and as far as I know, there are about ten in Foster...... ...... that can be lent to His Royal Highness Jane" Hayman's eyebrows furrowed more and more, and he looked thoughtful: "His Majesty the King, His Royal Highness Prince Illinus, His Royal Highness the Duke of Soferland...... If you really want to say it, even Lord Ilia and Lord Catherine are possible, but if you want to ask which one it is, it's really hard to confirm!

“...... Instead of that, I'd better finish the reading notes given to me by the teacher first. 's final joking offer left Abner speechless for a moment—he knew Jane, but between the two of them was not good enough for him to ask about such a thing, and of course, if he had talked about it in conversation, he might have been able to get an answer.

However, "Are there really so many royal griffons in the royal capital?"

The ratio of royal griffins to ordinary griffins is basically up and down 1:3~500, which can be met but not sought, and griffins are the same as lions and tigers, and the territory consciousness is very obvious beasts (birds), which makes it impossible for them to be concentrated in a certain place...... Coupled with the Royal Griffin's super high 'Challenge Level' and extremely rare 'Drop Rate', as well as the escape ability brought by its super high flight speed and strong stamina...... Basically, one-on-one, ordinary high-level powerhouses can't capture one of these creatures alive on their own, and even injuries may not be possible.

Of course, Abner doesn't know any of this at the moment. However, this did not prevent him from knowing that there were very few royal griffons in the royal capital. Now that Heyman exploded so many of them at once, he was really surprised a lot - originally in his estimate, except for the part of the army, there would be three or four heads in the entire royal capital.

"Don't underestimate our Noxon Kingdom too much!" shrugged as he returned to his normal posture, "It's also a famous power on the mainland, although royal griffins are rare, if you want to, not to mention the kingdom, even those big nobles can send one or two high-level and above powerhouses to search for them on the entire continent at any time." ”

“......”

It's nothing to hear, but savor it carefully...... Seems to be a bit informative!

The staffing of a squad is probably between three and seven people. Take the median value of five, that is to say, just those eight great nobles can draw out about ten high-level powerhouses at any time, without affecting the daily operation of the family - after all, looking for the royal griffin is not a matter of one or two days or half a month. Then, even according to the most conservative estimates, each of these great nobles has about twenty or thirty high-ranking powerhouses - after all, their strong men are not like those lone rangers, who have to guard their ancestral territories and the production of important resources, and also have people to protect the patriarchs and important family members who serve in the royal capital, and there are also people who are ready to be sent out to carry out various tasks......

8x30=240, the royal family counts a little more, according to 100, plus other messy churches, guilds, armies, and scattered players - cough, the lone strong, the strong above the high level in the whole country, even if there are not a thousand, it seems that there are eight or nine hundred.

Expanding to the entire continent, the Cult of Light, the two empires, and the Magic Association...... The sum of various forces, the number of high-level powerhouses on the human side seems to be more than 10,000 is not a problem.

In other words, according to his qualifications, even if he worked hard to become a high-level powerhouse in the future, he would not even be able to bubble up in the entire continent.

--Suddenly there is a feeling of being loveless, how to break?

However, this is also very normal - if it weren't for so many strong people, how could humans suppress elves, dwarves, orcs, and bloods...... And under the 'perseverance' and 'perseverance' of the devils and demons, and the invasion and corrosion of thousands of years like a day, they have survived to this day, and they still maintain a thriving situation?

"It's decided, I must study hard and make progress every day!"

Otherwise, he may really be obscure for the rest of his life!(After all, he has only one advantage over the inhabitants of this world)

"?" by others.

PS: At the end of the writing, I suddenly thought of a poem that I thought was very appropriate: 'The reeds are as tough as silk (other races), and the rock has no transfer (humans)'

Other relatively small races have persisted for tens of thousands of years like pampas grass without breaking off the inheritance, but the human race has stubbornly occupied the position of the hegemon of the continent, and it is not transferred......

PS2: Last week, I went out on a motorcycle on Sunday, the wind was very strong, and the clothes were a little thin, and the wind blew for more than two hours, and then I felt a little uncomfortable in the afternoon, and I found a cold at night...... So it was updated today. Sorry, sorry.