An aura perceptible only to those with [spirituality] emerged from Pendragon.
Arthur was not surprised by that.
What concerned him was how late it had appeared-a warhorse could become a secret art creature after drinking one full [Griffin Physique Potion]. Judging by relative size, a cat should have needed much less.
Yet Pendragon had needed an entire [Griffin Physique Potion] to complete his advancement.
Anyone else would have had doubts, then hesitated, reluctant to spend so much.
But Arthur had no such concerns.
All he wanted was for Pendragon to be able to protect himself.
As for anything else?
Never mind a [Griffin Physique Potion]. If he had a [Griffin Spirituality Potion], or even a [Griffin Storm Potion], Arthur would have given it to Pendragon without hesitation.
What surprised Arthur now, however, was the text before him-
``` [Name: Pendragon]
[Type: Pet]
[Quality: Secret art]
[Attributes: 1. Sturdy orange cat; 2. Baptism; 3. Griffin physique, incomplete]
[Notes: Pendragon's mother was the prettiest calico in the neighborhood. His father was a strong orange stray who irresponsibly slipped off to another neighborhood after mating. Pan has two brothers and one sister. He was born last, but had the strongest constitution. His mother kept him close and raised him until he could fend for himself, after which his orange cat talent quickly made him the feline king of an entire street. He should have lived by instinct, just like his father, until he encountered something beyond ordinary human understanding. More fortunately still, he met you. He genuinely likes you. Even if he acts reserved, he really does like you-meow~ meow, meow~]
[Sturdy orange cat: Orange cats have an innate talent. With enough food, they quickly grow strong.]
[Baptism: The lingering radiance of the 'Cat's Orange' ritual you performed has made Pendragon increasingly