Chapter 574

Dewey laughed. "The church still seems to be staring at me, right?"

"Well, just five nights ago, a master tried to sneak in, but I found out." Hussain pondered for a while, then looked at Dewey and said in a serious voice: "I had a fight with the other side. The other side was very strong. I couldn't keep him. Well... I think he should be a saint. "

Dewey immediately became serious: "holy steps? Are you sure? "

"We had only a few faces to face, and he soon retired. But I'm still sure he's a saint. " Hussein nodded.

Dewey thought about it. If the other party is a church, then the strong one in the church is the other angel besides the Pope.

Naturally, the Pope himself would not come to do this kind of thing of peeping in the middle of the night, so the angel must have come.

Angel

Dewey pondered for a moment. Does the temple still refuse to let go of itself?

At the back of the martial arts contest, he and the old guy of the pope had reached a certain degree of compromise, and the two sides should stop for the time being. However, the temple still came to provoke itself.

Hum... Why on earth?

Finally, a smile reappeared on his face: "OK, let's go and see those little guys first."

Hussein took a look at Dewey and came over to push the wheelchair for him. Dewey whispered a happy word to Hussein.

"I've worked hard for you these months. But soon you can leave here and go back to the imperial capital. I think Princess Louise should miss you very much. I have another suitable person to guard the work here. "

Hussein was very willing to leave here to meet his lover in DIDU, but he was a very responsible man, but he hesitated a little: "but, if I'm not here. What if the Church... Did you transfer Rodriguez? Otherwise, other people will not be able to stop the church's strongman

"No, it's not Rodriguez. I have a better candidate." Dewey blinked.

More suitable candidates, such as... With the shape of a golden dragon, plus a soul of ten thousand years, how about?

That guy is hiding in his Duke's mansion all day drinking. It's better to leave it in this remote place.

The wood shed was covered with dry and soft grass. Moreover, although the construction of these wooden sheds seems to be very simple, in fact, iron plates are embedded under the floor of each floor, and under the iron plates are burning coals, so that even in winter, these wooden sheds are as soft as spring.

Because Dewey understood that Griffins grew up in southern swamps and were used to hot weather. And this is in the middle of the continent. It's also a cold winter. In order to reduce the unnecessary loss of these small things due to the unadaptability to the climate, many precise arrangements have been made in these places for breeding Griffin cubs.

Up to now, 31 of the first young Griffins have survived. Except for two that died of acclimatization, the rest of the cubs are thriving, and karkarote's breeding method is right.

These little things are all treasures of Dewey. He has prepared a keeper for each Griffin cub. In fact, the keeper is the air knight who will become the Griffin's land rider in the future.

In order to let the knight in the future and his mount heart to heart, to achieve the maximum degree of tacit understanding. Dewey gave a death order, requiring the knight to raise his own Griffin cubs.

At present, there are 100 Knights selected from the Decepticon air knights in this courtyard.

Moreover, with the successful breeding of Griffins, Dewey has again issued an order to recruit more air knights from the northwest to report here.

In a warm wooden shed, the heat of barbecue came from the foot. The room was very warm, even a little hot.

A young Griffin. Is in a grass nest, stretched out his head, issued chirp to chirp.

This is a small Griffin only three months old. Its whole body is not fully feathered. It seems that its Eagle head is a little bald and ridiculous, but its claws seem to have some sense of strength, and its sharp nails have grown out. The tusks gradually appeared in the mouth. It's just that. A pair of eyes are still half closed.

In a wooden shed, while duvier and Hussein were here. The cub seemed to feel something. It struggled in the grass nest, and its voice was obviously hostile. At this time, its keeper, its future rider, came to the grass nest, gently picked up the Griffin, which was the size of a small dog, and took out a meat stick from a leather bag.

The Griffin immediately raised its neck and pecked with its sharp mouth. Then he quickly swallowed the meat and stretched his neck.

It obviously settled down in the arms of the breeder.

Dewey was very happy with the scene.

And another strange thing here is... All the keepers who enter this row of wooden sheds are wearing a pair of thick earmuffs on their heads.

"Why is that?" Dewey was curious.

"These things are Warcraft after all." "When they're angry, the sound has a dizzy effect," Hussein explained. Although it's still some cubs, if there are occasionally more than ten cubs singing at the same time, it still has some power. Once upon a time, a breeder was knocked unconscious by accident. So now you have to wear earmuffs when you enter here. "

Du Wei sighed: "it seems that there will be a lot of trouble in raising this kind of thing in large quantities in the future. After all, it's still too close to the imperial capital. "

"These little things are so cold that I'm afraid I can't move them to the northwest. Maybe the plain of Lorraine is a good choice. " Hussein warned.

"Later." Dewey thought for a moment and shook his head. He has other plans for this problem.

"Normally, it will take two years for these young Griffins to reach adulthood, and two years later. I'm afraid it will take at least half a year to form a tacit understanding. So, in the short term, you may not see the "Griffin Knight" you expect. "

Dewey said with a smile: "not necessarily, Hussein. Have you forgotten one thing? Time goes by, spring water! Fortunately, although the spring water in the frozen forest dried up, I found another good substitute. If there is such a substitute, I think. A year at most, maybe faster, we can see the Griffin Knight flying in the sky

At this time, Hussein was about to speak. Suddenly, the paladin's face changed slightly. He suddenly and quickly reached out and pressed the sword handle on his waist. His face was solemn. Listen!

In the night sky, suddenly came a loud call!

The sound of the song came from afar, and the sound waves were blowing in the air, with some kind of rich and dignified momentum!

The sound is long, but the tone is simple. Just like some kind of emperor, the howling sound from far and near, as if the moment approached a lot! And in the whistling of the agitation, the whole wood shed of those small Griffins. All of a sudden, they all woke up. These cubs seem to be extremely afraid of the roar from the sky, and they shrink into the grass nest one after another. What's more, they open their voices and shout in the direction of the sky, with wailing and fear in their voices.

For a moment, the wood shed was full of Griffin calls, and even the efforts of the breeder to pacify had no effect.

"Dragon Hussein's face was gloomy, and Dewey had not yet come to speak. The paladin had already made his way out of the door.

On the grass outside the manor, suddenly, a golden light was cast from the sky. A huge Golden Shadow, with the golden flame spreading all over, fell steadily on the grassland.

The long neck with a trace of noble elegance, and the streamline of the dragon body is covered with golden scales, long wings gently closed, the Golden Dragon seems to have a proud laugh in its mouth.

Dewey just wanted to talk. But Hussein has already taken the lead. After duvet was seriously injured, he lost his keen observation, which he was very proud of. He did not have a strong mental strength as a backing, the sensitivity of facial features than before greatly weakened a lot.

Hussain angrily scolded, and his sword suddenly burst out golden fighting light. His body, like a big bird, darted down from the terrace of the second floor wooden shed. His body swept through the air. As soon as the sword trembled, countless golden fighting lights suddenly fell on the Golden Dragon on the grassland!

"Yi?" The Golden Dragon looked at the man who attacked him, but suddenly gave out a cry of surprise.

Hussain's sword spirit is vertical and horizontal, and immediately like a big net, the Golden Dragon's body is firmly shrouded in it.

The Golden Dragon's eyes changed from surprise to a hint of ridicule. It stretched out a claw, but gently poked toward the center of the starry golden fighting light

Bang!!

Hussein's sword struck on the Golden Dragon's paw, and the Golden Dragon's strong body and golden scales made the ordinary sword in Hussein's hand suddenly break. However, his strong fighting spirit exploded on the golden dragon!

Boom!

The first face to face, one person and one dragon's body is suddenly shocked a few times, Hussein's body immediately soared in the air, a forced turn, back and swept out.

And the Golden Dragon's mouth has begun to whisper some kind of incantation.

At this time, Dewey finally struggled to get the wheelchair out of the room. He yelled at Hussein, "stop! Hussain, it's his own man! "

He called to the Golden Dragon below: "Chris, if you hurt my friend..."

"So what?" The Golden Dragon glanced sideways at Dewey, but it still retracted its claws.

Soon, Huang Jinlong's body curled up on the ground. In a piece of golden light, he turned into a human figure and became an old man in a long golden robe. And this old man, his face is as thin as a skeleton, and there are a series of wine bottles, big and small, hanging under his robe.

"Hussain, this is the man I asked to replace you here." Duvishan smiles and looks at the paladin flying back. Hussain frowned, but suddenly relieved and nodded, "he's very strong."“ Well, this boy, is he Shengjie? " Chris grinned lazily and looked at Hussein: "well, it seems that there are still a lot of saints among human beings. Is he your man, Dewey? "“ It's my friend. " Dewey shook his head and faced the wind. He obviously smelled the alcohol on old Chris. He frowned and said, "I think you should stop drinking."“ Have you forgotten what I really look like? Dewey, for me, wine is just to satisfy the perceptual needs of my mouth, but I'm not drunk. Have you ever heard of a soul getting drunk? " Chris gently floated upstairs. He looked around and frowned, "is this the place you arranged for me? Although the place is not small, it is desolate. I prefer to live in a prosperous place. I've been in that damned place for a long time, and now I prefer to be lively. " Then, Chris was suddenly attracted by the voice of the Griffins in the hut. His face was a little surprised. He suddenly went over Duwei and directly into the hut. When he saw the appearance of the Griffin cubs struggling and fearing in the grass nest, Chris took a deep breath and uttered a strange voice: "tutia?"“ Tutsia? " Dewey was stunned for a moment“ Well, it's the language of the demons. " Chris's face was serious. He turned his head and stared at Dewey. "Isn't this stuff extinct on the mainland?"