Kerry did not leave the Dimensional Exchange to check what magic the Queen knew.
Instead, he continued looking through the relevant information. Fortunately, one shop sold Griffons in bulk and included a detailed taming manual.
Compared with those of medium-magic planes, Griffons were much easier to raise than those of lower planes. By "easier to raise," it meant that the methods were simpler, not that they were actually easy to raise.
The simplest way to feed a Griffon that could be called a Magical Beast was to give it magic crystals. This could maximize the Griffon's magical energy and make it stronger. A Griffon raised on magic crystals only needed some meat as a supplement to grow healthily.
The next-best method was to feed it large quantities of meat, with the meat of legendary creatures being the best. Hippogriffs, Pegasi, and centaurs were the Griffon's favorites. Of course, if one was short on resources, one could simply feed it any meat one could find.
There was also a whole lot more, such as bathing it every day and the best time to tame it. Kerry was already too lazy to keep reading. As long as it did not starve to death for now, that was enough. Later, he would go into the city and see if he could hire a keeper who knew how to raise Griffons. Kerry certainly did not have time to bathe one every day.
After leaving the Dimensional Exchange, Kerry went to the kitchen and brought back a large fish. "Hey, Queen, I brought you something to eat. Look, what a plump yellow croaker."
He tossed the large fish directly in front of the Queen. Kerry had expected to see the fierce Griffon tear apart and swallow the fish, which weighed at least forty pounds, in two or three bites. Instead, the Queen sniffed it before pecking at it leisurely.
The Queen looked listless, and she had little appetite. Kerry knew that merely feeding her might not keep her alive until the next market day. He had to find a keeper as soon as possible.
After eating the fish, the Queen perked up slightly and flapped her wings vigorously. She clearly wanted to fly for a while, but the chain shackled around her ankle stopped her, and she could only lie back down helplessly.
Kerry had never raised a Griffon and was afraid it might hurt the people in the castle, so he had kept it chained up the whole time. Of course, that was only when he was away from the Griffon. With the Beast Ring in hand, Kerry could make it obey him, so there was no problem even without a chain as long as he stayed beside it.
"Mr. Carson, Mr. Carson, come here for a moment and help me open this annoying chain." When Kerry saw that the Griffon wanted to fly, he shouted for Butler Carson to come unlock it.
Carson soon arrived at the stable with the key. Unfortunately, the enormous beast frightened him badly, and in the end, Kerry personally removed the iron chain from the Queen.
Whoosh! As soon as the chain was removed, the Queen furiously flapped her wings. She pushed off hard with her legs and took flight. Kerry had the Beast Ring, so he was not afraid she would run away. He could summon her back at any time with it, just like a pager.
"By the way, Young Master, today seems to be Frank's discharge day. I was planning to go to Little Nose Bay Port City." Carson had known Frank for quite a long time, so he wanted to go pick him up from the hospital.
"Ha, perfect. I also want to find a Griffon keeper, so I'll go pick him up. Tell the fishermen that from now on, if they have any fish they can't sell for a good price, they should sell them to us. The Griffon seems to like eating fish." Something like picking up an expert old man could not be treated casually. As Kerry watched the Griffon circle the island, a thought suddenly occurred to him.
A Griffon Knight. The young ladies in the royal capital had read plenty of novels about knights like these. Dragon Knights and Griffon Knights were all symbols of handsome, wealthy, powerful men, and the ladies were utterly defenseless against them.
I wonder if Frank will smell the kingly aura radiating from me when I ride a Griffon to pick him up from the hospital?
Kerry used the Beast Ring to summon the Queen. Carson, who had been preparing to leave after receiving his orders, stood nearby sweating nervously. What is the Young Master planning to do?
Kerry quickly confirmed Butler Carson's suspicions. With a single flip, he mounted the Queen's back, gave Carson a slight nod, and then ordered the Queen through the Beast Ring to fly toward Little Nose Bay Port City.
"Oh no, Young Master, wait! This is a sick Griffon. You might fall into the sea..." Kerry heard Carson's warning, but during his first experience flying independently, he selectively blocked out Butler Carson's advice and flew away anyway.
An adult Griffon from a medium-magic plane could carry a load roughly equal to its own weight for about an hour. Kerry weighed next to nothing compared with the Queen—not even a fraction of her weight. Little Nose Bay Port City was only about an hour away from South Australia Island by boat, so Kerry was fairly confident about this trip.
Blue skies, white clouds, and the vast ocean stretched below. Flying over the sea between South Australia Island and Little Nose Bay Port City, Kerry suddenly felt a surge of heroic spirit that he had to let out. "Ha~ Hahaha~~"
And so, out at sea, people saw a Griffon carrying a loud, idiotic man as it swiftly passed a fishing boat replenishing its water supply. The people aboard whispered among themselves. Some said the Griffon had caught a man and was eating him, and that the man was calling for help. Others said that Griffon Knights always shouted like that when they rode into battle.
Just like the Cossack cavalry in the north shouting "Ura!"
The fierce wind battered Kerry's face. Fortunately, he was a Level 1 Warrior and could circulate his battle aura to slightly strengthen his resistance. Ordinary people probably had no chance of experiencing what it felt like to be a Griffon Knight.
Frank had spent the past half month in what felt like a dream. In the past, he had guarded the castle on the island. Although no one supervised him, there had been nothing to enjoy either.
This time, because he had tripped while carrying the Young Master's luggage, he had experienced what it felt like to live like a lord.
If not for his injuries having healed a week ago, he really would have kept recuperating.
Frank wanted to continue recuperating. He felt that if he had another month, he might be able to find himself a girlfriend. The nurse seemed to be somewhat interested in him.
Melancholy, Frank pulled out the bottle of liquor tucked against his chest and took a fierce swig. He wore the air of someone who had tried to cut through running water with a drawn blade, only to make it flow more fiercely, and who had raised a cup to drown his sorrows only to find them deepened.
The trip took only about an hour by boat, but riding the Griffon, Kerry arrived at Little Nose Bay Port City in less than twenty minutes. The Griffon's speed was astonishing.
Kerry had been afraid that he might accidentally fall off. It seemed that until he became much stronger, he could forget about becoming a Griffon Knight. At most, he could become a Griffon courier—the kind who delivered the packages himself.
When he arrived above the sanatorium, Kerry spotted Frank at a glance. Frank had already left the sanatorium and was standing at the edge of the cliff, gazing out over the sea.
What a perfect image of a peerless expert, lonely at the top and weathered by the vicissitudes of life. (In reality, Frank was reminiscing about his recent life of recuperation.)
Kerry once again became convinced that Frank was a hidden old master.
"Ah, liquor really is the best. As long as I have it, all the troubles of the world drift away. If she saw me like this now, she would probably lecture me again. Hehe."
Frank did not notice Kerry landing. Instead, he thought about how the nurse would catch him secretly drinking and then earnestly lecture him at length. He could not help missing the happy life he had led at the sanatorium.
Should I suffer another workplace injury next time? A bold idea suddenly surfaced in Frank's mind.
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