After two rounds of conflict, the male griffin was completely frightened by Allen.
He could barely save his own life, so why would he care about his wife?
Husband and wife are birds of a feather, but when disaster strikes, they fly away separately.
Furthermore, his wife had been unfaithful first, and she had wronged him.
The male griffin quickly prepared himself and fled on his own.
Allen couldn't help but laugh as he watched the male griffin attempt to turn around and fly away.
It seemed it had completely given up on catching the adulterer and simply wished to be alone. It was a surprisingly open-minded person!
A fierce glint flashed in Allen's eyes.
Before the male griffin could fly away, he chased it at full speed.
Hound pace!
In a flash, Allen appeared directly below the male griffin.
With a sudden push of his legs, he leaped into the air!
The rocks beneath his feet exploded with a bang!
Alan leaped as if on a spring, leaping over six meters high!
However, the male griffin was still about two meters above him.
At the moment of his leap, Alan raised his left arm, palm facing the sky.
Swish!
A three-meter-long, softened bone spur suddenly erupted from his palm.
Like a whip, it wrapped around the griffin's neck.
At the end of the whip, a three-inch hard bone spur pierced through the feathers and penetrated deeply into the griffin's neck!
At the same time, Alan's venom glands contracted dramatically.
The highly concentrated mandrake solution synthesized by the venom glands was hydraulically pumped into the bone spur and then into the griffin's body! The poison quickly spread throughout the griffon's body, leaving it feeling limp and dizzy...
"Get down!"
Alan seized the opportunity and exerted his strength, forcibly pulling it down!
The griffon was seriously injured, and with the toxin taking effect, it was completely powerless to fight Alan.
It barely spread its wings and glided to the ground.
Alan retracted the bone spur whip.
He pulled out a bundle of rope and tied the griffon tightly.
Just then, Julie and Felin hurried over.
They planned to help him deal with the griffon.
They were too late.
The griffon had already been subdued by Alan single-handedly!
"Wow! Alan, you're amazing!"
Seeing the young boy capture the griffon with his bare hands, Julie was impressed for the second time, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Of course! Otherwise, why would you call him my good brother!"
Felin put his arm around Alan's shoulders, his face beaming with pride.
Asking Alan for help this time was a wise decision!
Alan feigned shyness, smiled coyly, and put on the coat Julie had handed him.
At that moment, a system notification suddenly crossed his mind.
"Special ingredient detected!"
Hmm? Another shipment!
Alan immediately dropped his pretense.
His eyes blazed brightly!
Following the system prompt, he searched all the way.
Back to the other side of the hillside.
The special ingredient was beneath the bound female griffin.
Alan walked up to the aggrieved monster.
He stroked his chin, lost in thought.
A special ingredient definitely isn't griffin flesh and blood.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have received the system notification just now.
But it's closely related to this female griffin.
What could it be?
Alan suddenly had an idea and thought of a possibility.
He quickly circled behind the female griffin and lifted her tail...
Sure enough.
Beneath the female griffin's buttocks lay a warm, round egg.
It was as big as a watermelon!
It seemed she was so frightened that she couldn't help but ovulate right there.
This griffin egg was the special ingredient the system had mentioned.
Alan, without hesitation, picked up the egg and pierced the thick shell with a single finger.
He broke off a hollow grass stem and inserted it as a straw. Slurp, slurp...
Julie and Felin, brother and sister, watched him devour a raw griffin egg, both stunned.
Alan quickly devoured the egg liquid and burped contentedly.
"Sorry, I forgot to save some for you two."
"No... no, just eat it yourself." Felin wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed awkwardly. "I don't like it!"
Julie smacked her lips enviously.
"I've never tried raw griffin eggs!"
"Next time I get a chance, I'll try it myself and see what it tastes like!"
"Sister... Alan doesn't know, but you don't either?"
Felin smiled wryly.
"Griffin eggs are valuable. Eating them directly would be such a waste!"
"Selling them to the tamer would net you enough money to buy ten baskets of eggs each!"
"How can that be the same?!" Julie glared at him disdainfully. "Life is worth living by eating all sorts of exotic foods!"
"You're right, cousin! I'm on your side this time!"
Alan agreed with a smile.
Felin shrugged and spread his hands, muttering angrily:
"You two gluttons, you really have a thing for each other! Why don't you just get married right here!"
After consuming a griffin egg, Alan gained one potential point and one point in his agility.
Suppressing his joy, he turned and asked Felin:
"You and Julie have captured two griffins together. Does that mean you've completed the trial?"
The siblings nodded in unison.
"So, what should we do with these two wild griffins?"
"According to custom, one should be killed and used as a raw material for the 'Bloodline Awakening Agent.'"
"The other should be kept for domestication to enhance the bloodline purity of the Griffin family's descendants."
Inadvertently, Julie revealed the secret of the Griffin family's unfailing griffin bloodline.
"Kill the male and keep the female?" Allen asked casually.
Felin glanced at Allen as if he were a fool.
"Brother, think carefully about this: which one should be killed and which one should be kept?"
Felin asked slowly.
Alan pondered for a moment, then laughed.
He had to admit that, from an efficiency perspective, he had indeed been inconsiderate.
...
At the foot of the mountain lay the Griffin family's griffin domestication farm.
Nearby, there was also a villa-style tourist hotel. Two wild griffins were sent to the taming farm.
Felin and Julie took Allen to the hotel.
The siblings were the most talented and gifted descendants of the third generation of the Griffin family, considered the future heirs of the family.
Of course, visiting one's own business would be treated with the highest standards of hospitality.
Alan, thanks to the siblings, was given a free stay in a luxurious suite with a view.
The gilded bathtub alone was as large as a bathhouse tub!
Even with this, Felin lamented his "poor" background.
He couldn't break into the upper-class social circles of the Warlock Academy.
Alan lay in the gilded bathtub, soaking in a milky bath lined with fresh rose petals, feeling quite emotional.
In the world of warlocks, the wealthy are undoubtedly intimidating.
Even the humble are not to be underestimated!
A humble family, at least, is considered a family of distinction!
Take the Griffin family, for example, ruling an island larger and richer than Quint.
They are humble, true.
But can ordinary people even compare to their food, clothing, and daily necessities?
In the world of sorcerers, whether wealthy or humble, each has its own strength.
The Griffin family's griffin bloodline, which continues to this day.
Generation after generation of talented sorcerers.
The island's wild griffon resources.
Herding and taming techniques, similar to beekeeping.
A systematic griffon industry chain encompassing combat beasts, mounts, pack animals, and airship towing beasts.
Every little bit, combined, has contributed to the Griffin family's current prosperity.
This is what's called "family heritage"!