“…”

The vampires, including the four clan masters, stared at the sky with awe. It was already surprising that a griffon had been tamed, but no one had imagined that a heavy knight could actually fly on the griffon. In the first place, Sir Galfredik was a high-ranking vampire like them, and vampires with greater rank than the high lords could transform into bats or black smoke. As such, there was no need for them to rely on a griffon to fly. Although their energy would continuously drain during their transformation, it would free them from the hassle of having to tame a flying monster.

However, someone had already successfully tamed a griffon. The elf princess, the ‘someone’ in question, looked rather grumpy.

“I was planning to ride on them with His Majesty—this is highly unpleasant.”

“But isn’t it a big help for us right now? Please dispel your anger, Princess.”

“I’m thinking… It’s still unacceptable,” Princess Lilisain answered.

“Haha. My, my.”

The elven knight was attempting to relieve the princess of her irritation with a warm smile, which did not match his sharp, icy appearance. The clan masters had been quite surprised when they first discovered that the elven knight was none other than a swordmaster of Eland, an allied nation of Brantia.

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