Chapter 1503: Untamed

In the center of this semi-natural and semi-artificial confined space, there is a big tree growing.
This big tree is not tall, but it is very thick and very dense.
It is so thick that it can't be hugged by a few people, and its canopy is so dense that it will cover the sky.
Looking up for a long time, looking through the gaps between the branches and leaves, I vaguely saw some grayish brown that didn't melt into the green shade.
Untie the big sword and hand it to Yang Kuo. I use both hands and feet to climb along the main trunk.
After a few strokes, he got into the dense canopy.
Looking at the canopy under the tree and looking at the canopy through the canopy are completely different.
The former can only be seen by the surface, and the latter can only know the inside.
Being in the tree canopy, I couldn't help sighing, "This looks intricate and the tree canopy with branches and leaves is not as dense as it seems."
Except for a dozen essential trunks, the rest are twigs and new leaves, which can't stop my climbing speed.
After a few vertical jumps, I rushed to the spot where I saw the gray-brown creature just now.
It was a nest of very cute creatures. There were three creatures. One was too large and two were slightly smaller, all with furry gray-white wings and eagle beaks, and they kept shouting at me.
Of these three little things, the biggest one is about the size of my slap, and the one called the most joyous, not afraid of life at all, kicking on four tender legs and wings to beg me for food.
Naturally, I can't feed it casually, let alone feeding it, I can't even touch it. Who knows if a griffon will peck a child touched to death like a sparrow.
I don't want to destroy an originally innocent creature in a short time.
Slowly sliding down the main trunk, I nodded at the others: "It is indeed its lair above. Who of you wants to go up and see?"
As a result, the three of them didn't want to go up and watch it. Godot felt it was unnecessary. Yang Ku didn't dare. Taylor said that he had seen it before.
So I turned to the Griffin, apologized to it, and led the three of them out of the bushes along the same path.
Out of the bushes, Yang Ku asked me: "Lion...how about the cubs of griffins, do they look fierce?"
"Very cute" I said.
"Really?" He said in amazement, "I didn't expect the fierce and terrible cub of Griffin to be able to get in touch with Meng."
"Many creatures are very cute when they are young" I said: "But when they grow up, they will become fierce and sturdy, of course, some will become very different."
Having said that, the head of the Husky came to my mind.
"Captain" Godot, who was walking behind to the right, asked aloud, "Where shall we go next?"
"Huh?" I stopped in confusion and turned to look at him: "What do you mean?"
Godot pointed to the sky.
I raised my head and glanced, only to realize that the sun was already westward and it was about to dusk.
Lowering my head, thinking for a moment, I waved my hand and said, "Turn back."
"Where to go?" Godot asked.
"Gryphon's lair."
The dense forest at night is dangerous, like a big mouth dormant in the dark, waiting anytime to swallow tired travelers.
To be safe, I had to ask for help from the strongest in the jungle.
When we stepped into the Griffin Territory again, the giant Griffin did not immediately attack us, but turned its back to the lair and looked at me vigilantly.
"Please let us stay here for one night," I said, pointing to the fading sky, and said: "We will leave here as soon as it gets light tomorrow."
I said it very clearly, and the Griffin heard it very clearly, but it was clear that it did not want us to live here.
After hesitating for a moment, I handed my hand to Godot: "Give me a bag."
Godo silently unbuttoned his backpack, took out a wine pouch, and handed it to me.
Under Griffon’s gaze, I pulled off the cork of the wine pouch, took a sip, and then passed the wine pouch that exuded the aroma of wine, and said, "This is a thank you."
The Griffin stared at me for a while and saw that I did not have any uncomfortable reaction, and then carefully touched the wine pouch a few times. After confirming that there was no doubt, he pinched the wine pouch and brought it in front of him, with the mouth facing the eagle's beak. Gudong Gudong poured in.
Compared with the huge body of the Griffin, this bag of wine is nothing, but it has never drunk wine, but it is obsessed with the slightly sour sweetness produced by the taste buds.
Dropping the wine sac, the Griffin stretched out its giant claws again, the meaning couldn't be more obvious: a bag of wine is not enough.
In Taylor's distressed gaze, Griffin drank another four bags of wine, nodded in satisfaction, and flew back into the lair.
"Hunboy, you really dare to think about bribing it with my wine." Taylor, who had lost five bags of wine in a row, complained distressedly in my ear.
"Hey, old man" I comforted him: "I will pay you double when I go back."
"Can the wine I go back with be the same as the wine around me now!" Tyler hurriedly counted the wine sacs in his backpack, and said distressedly: "The wine around me is a treasure, drink one bag, one less!"
Seeing his old face twitching, I couldn't help sighing, "Then what do you think?"
"At least five...no, ten times, uh, at least compensate me twenty times!"
Seeing the old man's painful expression on his face, I couldn't bear it, nodded and said, "No problem."
After having dinner, setting up the tent, turning off the fire, I lay in my sleeping bag, quietly thinking about what happened today.
First, the fire-breathing monitor lizard, then the giant wolf bigger than a bear, then the kind of dwarf who would trick the enemy to death, and finally the griffin that dominates the side, like the king of the island.
Thinking about it this way, the road was really exciting, especially the hot and exciting scene of the battle with Griffins, which made my mood change several times in a flash.
Such a fighting griffon, if I can catch a few of them and raise them as a mascot, it should be good.
"That's a good idea," Data said, "Even if you don't let them fight, it's a good choice just to be a mount."
"But..." Otato said, "Do you really have the ability to tame it?"
"I don't know." I shook my head and said, "But even if I can't tame it, someone should be able to tame it."
"Illustration" Odachi asked.
"This one......"
"I can't give an example, I knew it would be like this." Taidachi jokingly said: "When you are whimsical, you always forget the reality. If the griffon can be tamed, you think those royal nobles will not tame one. Ride to play?"
Seeing that I didn’t say anything, Odachi continued:
Those royal nobles are rich in power and money, and they are rich in luxury and beautiful jewelry. What is the most lacking? Fame! Do you think, if they can compete in the Japanese style competition. What kind of feeling is it like to ride a griffon in such an unprecedented grand conference and come here majesticly!"
"Mighty, domineering, eye-catching, and it can also improve one's reputation a lot, right!" Odachi's tone was quite fanatical, as if he had been stimulating, and then it changed its eloquence: "But, why are there no people who do this? What? This is the crux of the problem, and it is also another answer to the doubts-that is because no one can tame a griffon, or in other words, a griffon is a species that cannot be tamed."
I pondered for a long time, and said: "But Taylor said before that someone once brought a griffon to the adventurer's base to test the ability value."
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