"I've been hungry for them for a few days. Met the questioning gazes of Penny and Hughes, Rekita said lightly.

"Well, if they starve to death, it's a big loss, and a living griffon is worth a lot. Penny raised an eyebrow.

"It's a means of domesticating them. Rekita said, "It is difficult for this proud beast to submit to a new master after having a master, and it is only by trampling their dignity into the deep ditch that they will succumb to our favor." ”

This statement made Panny's bones sour: "Rekita, what kind of domestication is this?"

"This is our secret method of capturing the beast tamer's clan, and this is just a small part of it. ”

"You actually pulled this thing out of his mouth?" said Penny, raising an eyebrow, his tone surprised.

If you master this technique, you can later occupy the mountainous area, and you can develop a new kind of power.

"It's not difficult, both our knights and gray dwarves are very good at torture, and it is better to assist some spells. The woman took out a parchment scroll and threw it to Penny, who flipped through it cursoryly, and found that it was the griffin domestication method of the manuscript.

"We've been torturing him for more than a month, and every word of this has been repeatedly scrutinized, and the dwarven elder also has the magic of detecting lies, so you don't have to doubt his real surname. ”

Penny nodded, put the booklet away preciously, suddenly remembered something, and frowned: "What about that person?"

"Now I'm an idiot. Rekita said lightly.

Penny felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, but the red-robed mage acted in such a way that he didn't have much to say.

"Do you want to dispose of it? He's useless. The female red robe continued to ask, "My knight and I were just discussing whether to bury him. ”

"Wait. Pennis pondered, "Let him live, I feel that he is still useful." ”

"Well, really, it would be better to let him die. Rekita frowned, but nodded, "Well, one person can still afford food anyway." ”

"Stop chattering, can we ride them now?" Hughes looked at the griffons in the wooden fence, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"I'm afraid not, although they have all yielded to a certain extent, but they are not yet able to achieve complete obedience. Hearing the female red robe say this, the faces of the two male red robes were disappointed.

"But...... Sean should already have the ability to control the beast by now, right?" Rekita's voice changed and looked at Penny, "If I'm not mistaken, that spell should be in the fourth ring of the enchantment system. ”

Penny nodded.

"Whew, that's great, we can ride them north tomorrow. Hughes shook his fist.

"I'm afraid not, if you don't train for a few days, you'll only fall to your death on a long journey on them. ”

Rekita's words made Hughes's expression immediately stiffen.

"Well, no matter how you think about it, it's worth the extra few days. Penny thought for a moment and finally said.

...... The town's temple was already on a large scale, but its popularity was lukewarm in the absence of business travel.

The girl sat in the empty bedroom, the life of people in this era is so simple that it is boring, not to mention the TV and computer, even newspapers and magazines do not know if it is possible, so if there are not too many hobbies, most of them can only spend time in a daze.

As a Ser, life can be even more monotonous.

So there is no need to wonder why most people in Faeron believe in gods, one is that an empty life needs spiritual sustenance, and then there are heavy canons, and the gossip of the gods is much more magnificent than a peaceful life.

But the canons of the Church of Fortune are clearly not interesting.

The girl threw the canon aside, exhaled in boredom, poked her head out of the window, and suddenly a few flying shadows came into view, and she saw the figures riding on the giant beasts, and her spirits lifted a little.

As if sensing the gaze from the ground, the griffin under the mage's crotch let out a long cry and landed on the grass near the window, her heart 'fluttering' to see Penny jump down from the griffin: "Well, the temple seems to be visited by very few people?"

"Yes, there are no caravans passing by, and there are no believers in the town. ”

The mage nodded: "After a while, it will probably be smooth here." ”

"Mostly I'm bored, Penny......" The girl yawned and slouched her head on her arm.

"Bored, then, we'll go to Sanophon in a few days, would you like to go along?" the mage thought for a moment and made a suggestion.

"Okay. The girl had a happy expression on her face, looking at the griffin not far away, her face became a little frightened: "Are you riding it?"

"yes. Penny suddenly dragged Hickor out of the window, and the girl was surprised to see that she had been taken by the mage to the back of the griffin, and the sound of the howling wind entered her ears, and she opened her eyes, and saw that it was already some distance from the ground, and her scalp was a little numb for a while.

"Don't be afraid...... Penny whispered in the girl's ear, "it's safe." ”

Before these griffons were controlled by the mage with spells, their minds had been eroded by spells for a long time, and the wild surnames had basically disappeared, and they flew very smoothly.

Hiccle lifted his head, but still felt a little apprehensive.

The Black Warrior had just walked out of his lodgings to get some food to fill his stomach when he looked up and saw the griffons flying in the sky, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

The events of that morning had made her fear of the mage even deeper.

"No, the fear of him must be overcome, and no one can make me submit. She took two deep breaths, and suddenly sneered: "Hmph, I'll go back to Sanophon first to find a helper, and then come to have a good time with him." ”

Thinking so, she summoned her warhorse mount and rode it away from the town.

"Penny, when are we going to calm down?" Heavenly, Hickel hugged the mage's neck, "I miss my son in Dehumi so much. ”

"We can't always be nostalgic for the past that is gone, just wait and see. See if I can create that life for you. ”

"Hmmm......"

Create that kind of life?Penny stroked the girl's shoulder, and his eyes drifted for a moment.

How long does it take to create a world of your own? How much power and power does it take? What is the specific path? Is it possible to achieve it simply by climbing up?

His eyes froze for a moment. There was a sudden surge in the arcane network around him, and he suddenly felt something flickering in his heart, and his perception suddenly dimmed, which made him a little surprised, but he couldn't find it anymore if he wanted to capture this feeling again.

"Strange ......," he frowned.

...... The summer weather in Sanophon is pleasant, and the warm yellow breeze blows and the hounds at the gate of the Doge's Palace yawn.

Because I don't like flowers very much, I don't see the usual oleanders and jasmine in the garden of this mansion, but only scattered cedar trees, which make the garden look bare.

There was no lawn on the ground, more like a wasteland, but the Governor apparently had a strange aesthetic, and spent every afternoon walking in the 'garden', which the subordinates did not want to go in or out because of the possibility of soiling their shoes, and was happy to do so, except that it was only the attendants who polished his shoes who suffered.

But today, there was an old mage who appeared with him in the mud, and this old mage seemed to have a good knack for keeping his demeanor, his feet were in the air, and he seemed to have used spells such as flying spells.

In fact, he flew in from outside the yard.

"Well, dear Androcica, you're hurrying here again, what's the matter?" the old man seemed to enjoy the feeling of his shoes sinking deep into the mud, and his expression was intoxicated.

"That's right. Not minding the governor's usual quirky habits, the red-robed mage bowed his head and reported, "I just received news that the head of Darren Moore Academy is about to be replaced. ”

"Darren Moore?" the old man opened his eyes: "Replaced?"

Not far east of Sanophon, that academy was an influential red-robed academy.

Generally speaking, most of the red-robed mages who have been officially promoted already have all the qualities and abilities of reading and studying the arcane, and these abilities have been learned at all levels of the arcane academy.

From the initial primary academy, to the advanced academy, and finally only a few apprentices were able to enter the final academy, which was also the last stop of the long apprenticeship career, and it was not easy to enter the final academy, which showed that the apprentice was recognized by the mage guild and had considerable talent to be qualified to become an official red robe.

Most of the red-robed mage apprentices don't have this opportunity, as can be seen by paying attention to the ratio of formal red-robed apprentices in the red-robed mage guild.

Although there are occasional exceptions, the vast majority of official red robes are taught by a college before they are promoted. It can be seen that the important surname of the Graduation Academy in the Searle system, and the person who can serve as the dean of this kind of academy must be a high-level red-robed mage with extremely high influence, and even a seat mentor is a normal thing.

For example, Darren Moore is the fourth seat of the famous plastic energy department, ** Oberlin Feinstein, which is one of the reasons why this college has great influence.

"Yes, Lord Feinstein has decided to devote himself to the study of the core mysteries of the arcane law in the future, so he has decided to let go of this responsibility. Andersiga continued.

The old governor nodded, this is not too unusual, for some mages whose spell-casting ability has reached the peak of mortals, the temptation to peek into the mysteries of the legend is obviously greater than many things, and it is normal to give up authority and practice in seclusion for this reason: "So who is the successor?" Feinstein...... He. ”

Speaking of this, the old governor paused, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes: "He and his family have not been in contact with each other for a long time, what does the government department have to say this time?"

This seat mentor had a conflict with some people in power in the family in an incident more than ten years ago, and since then they have been in a state of incommunicado - the reason why there has been no further conflict is because the weight of a seat mentor is already quite heavy.

"This ...... The Government Council consulted him for his opinion. It was decided to choose one of the local mentors as his successor, but the main opinion was Mr. Feinstein himself. Androsiga said and frowned: "In addition, there are many idle mages who are also interested in this position, and the government department can't give an opinion on this...... Because there are some high-level Ring Mentors among them. ”

The old governor frowned, there are only more than a hundred red-robed mages in the entire Red Robe Mage Association of the High Ring Mentors, and their opinions are definitely not dared to be ignored by the Government Affairs Department, not to mention that there may be pressure from various forces, after all, a graduation academy can be regarded as a piece of fat: "So, the candidate has not yet been decided?"

"Yes, knowing the current situation, Lord Feinstein proposed that an arcane workshop be held in Darren Moore for a while to exchange the academic achievements of the candidates and decide who the next Dean should be. The Office of Administration agreed to his proposal. ”

"It's a lot of fun. The Governor laughed heartily, "How could this be the case? ”

"Yes. Androsiga nodded: "In addition to this big thing, there is another small thing that deserves special attention. ”

"A little thing that deserves special attention?" the old man's spirit lifted.

"The newly appointed red-robed ones in the Hill Hills repelled an attack by the bandits, and it seems that the mountain area has been thrown into turmoil. Because of the time, the information Androsiga got was a little vague, but it also gave a rough picture of the truth.

"Oh?" the old governor furrowed his long white eyebrows, "tell me more about it." ”

......

(To be continued)