After relishing in the cool breeze for a short moment, Isla fixed his hood and continued along the mountainous path.

The winding road was rough and steep. Isla thought back to a few years ago, when he first left Valvas through this very road in the middle of winter.

He had hurriedly trod the path to avoid the two strongest clans of Valvas – the Valencia Clan and the Medien Clan. Dozens of cavaliers had blocked his way, but he had relied on a single spear to defeat all of them and escaped the land. Unfortunately, his injuries forced him to spend nearly half a year hiding like a mouse in the dark alleys of El Pasa.

Isla possessed a very special bloodline. His mother’s family was led by Count Herreran, the only one who had been bequeathed a title by the emperor in Valvas. Until the coming-of-age ceremony, Isla led a normal life as a cavalier candidate.

But he had come to a realization after becoming an adult - why he was always able to communicate with griffons without any special training since he was young. Why Count Herreran had acted so cautiously towards his niece’s son, and why Isla was not made a knight or a griffon knight.

Everything had been due to the blood he possessed. The predecessor of his bloodline had united Valvas...