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Understanding that she would not be taken along by David this time, his Gryphon, Emily, was quite displeased.

She bit David's arm and dragged him, continuously flapping her wings against David's body.

"Ah…"

David was somewhat troubled as he was pulled along, his steps stumbling, "Don't do that, Emily... Don't do that…"

Although Emily didn't exert force or hurt David.

But Emily's mother, Angelica, flew over immediately.

The majestic white Gryphon bowed her body, emitting a lion-like roar that was long and threatened to shake hearts.

Only then did Emily reluctantly, slowly open her mouth.

Seeing her let go, Angelica promptly grabbed the base of Emily's wing with her mouth and dragged her aside, smacking her head with her paw. Every time Emily tried to escape, she was firmly but not harshly slapped back with a wing. Not until she had disciplined Emily into cowering did Angelica slowly saunter away.

Meanwhile, Emily's father—a larger white Gryphon—waited silently beside the great Guardian, watching everything without moving a muscle or uttering a word.

Gryphons grow up with their human companions, train and fight together.

After decades of such companionship, their personalities grow more and more like those of their human compatriots.

The main mission of the Sky Cavalry is to raise their Gryphons. They soon die, but the Gryphons they have raised, with their long lifespans, live on.

Pureblood white Gryphons are powerful and intelligent, blessed by the Silver-Crowned Dragon. As favorites of the Path of Authority, they naturally possess wind attribute mana, capable of controlling storms and thunder. They even learn various human scripts and languages, often more intelligent than many humans.

But they do not dream—like other Transcendent beings incapable of dreaming, they cannot delve into the Path to advance.

However, the close relationship between Gryphons and their companions allows them to share in the power of the Path during their companion's advancement, growing together. This symbiotic relationship is much like that between desert-dwelling humans and Scorpion-tailed Lions.

"You need to discipline her, David."

Angelica said somewhat dissatisfied to David: "You spoil Emily too much. This will make her develop bad habits.

"When she tries to hurt you in any way, you have to say no loudly. Otherwise, she will always take it lightly, thinking you don't really care. You have to explain to her what she can and cannot do—even if she's impatient, you still have to make it clear to her. You are her companion, and she will respect your opinion."

Beasts generally like to roughhouse as part of their predatory training, but prideful pureblood Gryphons scorn such play. They can train their bodies and practice various skills with intelligence no less than that of humans.

Although Gryphons can only speak after reaching adulthood... in fact, even before that, they can understand and see. They just can't talk.

And young Gryphons with incomplete intellectual development are more beastly, more mischievous. Like Emily, akin to a human child just starting elementary school. It's the time when they might carelessly hurt others or roughhouse with their peers and siblings.

At this time, Gryphons are actually most dangerous... because these "children" who know nothing, with their innate abilities, can easily tear apart Transcendents of the third energy level.

In the wild, this education would be the responsibility of their parents, but nowadays, it is generally taken on by their human companions.

"Actually, I really don't mind her biting me..."

Looking at Emily sulkily curling up in a corner, David's heart softened a bit.

Just as he was about to go comfort her with a pat, Angelica saw through his intentions. She bit the collar of David's outfit from behind his neck and flicked upward.

A gust of wind lifted David, allowing him to fly up effortlessly. He was then smoothly caught by the flying white Gryphon, Angelica.

"Let's go, Philip."

Seeing Angelica catch David, George said with a grave voice, "Green Vine Avenue, number 113."

"Okay."

A similarly steady and reliable deep voice responded.

Angelica spoke with gentle tones, but the words were not very friendly: "Nadia, help me discipline Emily a bit. She's already daring to bite David, is she planning to eat people next time?"

Emily whined once, obviously understanding what was said. But because she couldn't speak, she spun around anxiously.

"Leave it to me, you folks go ahead."

Nadia nodded, giving an uneasy instruction, "Take good care of David, Angelica!"

"No problem, sister,"

the white Gryphon replied.

The next moment, a storm swept through, a hurricane howled—

Gryphon talons could grasp the strings of the storm. Despite their massive size, they could fly rapidly with ease. Their wings barely flapped as they vanished in the blink of an eye.

With her mother gone, Emily approached Nadia to nuzzle her in an attempt to ingratiate, making soft and tender sounds.

Nadia wasn't too harsh either.

Her attitude towards Emily was different from when she scolded David. With Emily, she just chuckled and tapped the young Gryphon's forehead.

"Feeling cuddly now? Know you did wrong? Will you dare next time?"

With each question, she gently tapped Emily's forehead.

Nadia also knew Emily wouldn't hurt David, but still felt the need to issue a warning.

Emily licked Nadia's fingers, then lay down leaning against her, turning her belly up.

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Even in her youth, Emily, after lying down, was about one meter and seventy-eight centimeters long—like a large lion, yet she loved to be coddled like a kitten.

Nadia vigorously rubbed the soft fur on her belly—which was so soft that one could lie down comfortably on her whole upper body. Then she smiled and stroked Emily's chin.

"Come on, let's go eat some meat. The Hall of Silver and Tin brought over some fresh lamb today, and George saved one for you."

Nadia patted Emily: "You're growing, so eat a bit more."

Instantly invigorated, Emily flipped over and stood up gracefully, closely following behind Nadia.

Elsewhere.

Princess Isabel, who was attending a class, felt rather worried upon thinking about the news she heard this morning.

She listened to the music theory she already knew, looking up at the window outside.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

——It wasn't out of worry for Aiwass.

Although she was a little worried... her primary emotion was trust. Isabel believed that Aiwass would definitely return safely.

What really disturbed her was Yulia.

Thankfully, Yulia had been brought to her home; otherwise, she might have met with misfortune that day as well.

Aiwass might be able to return, but with Yulia involved, it wasn't certain. Moreover, Yulia visibly adored her brother and appeared so fragile. If she were to learn that something had happened to Aiwass, she might just faint on the spot.

What should I do?

Perhaps, I should not tell her the truth…

But if I hide it, how long can it stay hidden?

If I keep her in the palace all this time, she'll become suspicious, won't she? After all, she's so clever. She's bound to wonder if something happened to Aiwass, or why he hasn't come to fetch her after such a long time?

What should I say then?

Isabel gazed dreamily into the azure sky, fiercely simulating various scenarios in her mind. She began contemplating how she should manage and respond to different issues.

Meanwhile, in the Hall of Silver and Tin, Yulia sat obediently in Isabel's room, reading a book.

Yanis, with great interest, sat on the ground beside her, drawing a picture for Yulia.

She had intended to paint a portrait of Yulia, as the child was truly adorable—even by elf standards, Yulia could be considered beautiful.

But Yulia was after all a guest. Concerned that she might find it boring, Yanis let her read a book while she herself could paint her profile... Yulia's side face was quite attractive as well.

Yanis had heard that Yulia was a Phantom Demon Egg, but upon closer inspection, that clearly wasn't the case. She was just chronically feeble, with a vulnerable alienation that made it seem as though she was cut off from the world; as if she was sitting here quietly, yet existing in another dimension. Only through a mirror could one see her presence.

This inspired Yanis.

She decided to paint a picture of Yulia—it had been a long time since she had painted seriously.

As for Aiwass's safety... Yanis didn't really worry about such things.

When she heard about the incident with Aiwass, she searched through portraits everywhere. Knowing whom Aiwass was close to, she went directly to Bishop Mathers's house. As expected, she found Aiwass there. Experience exclusive tales on empire

Then, from the Lohar Society, she found Meg and the chairman. Up to this point, she had a rough idea of what Aiwass's plan was.

Meg wasn't necessarily panicking over Aiwass's disappearance— that old lady was shrewd, she just liked to feign confusion.

In Yanis's view, she planned to take this opportunity to knock on the Round Table Hall's door. And the best tool for that was the Lohar Society.

Having seen everything, Yanis, however, planned to say nothing and do nothing... At most, she would mention it to Sofia to keep her from worrying too much.

Queen Sofia had been interested in this young man for a long time—for his achievements, his name, and also because of Isabel.

The only one Yanis was concerned about was Yulia.

It was this young girl that Yanis found somewhat inscrutable. That sense of brokenness made her real thoughts impossible to fathom…

But then again, what does it have to do with her?

After all, she was just touring Avalon; having a drama to watch would be all the better.

"I hope they don't damage the paintings when they fight..."

Yanis muttered to herself.

If the paintings were damaged, she wouldn't be able to witness the live action.

And Yulia, looking at the book, was thinking about something completely different—

She wasn't worried about her brother at all.

Through the vague connection with the Defiant Flame Butterfly, she could even faintly sense Aiwass's location.

...But what if Isabel became anxious? How could she reassure Isabel without disrupting her brother's plans?

She needed to come up with a strategy before Isabel returned home.

Yulia sank into deep thought.