The Returned Sword King Decided to Become a Tyrant Chapter 128
King of the Sky? (3)
The royal garden.
After hearing the surprising news, Baron Vidor and I quickly moved there.
Then I could see it for myself.
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The sight of thirty griffons moving around according to the gestures of a dwarf the size of my torso.
“Wow, that was true!”
“Hmm.”
When told to walk, they walked, and when told to fly, they leaped and flew as if gliding.
It was different from the way they were reluctantly controlled by humans. As if to prove that the news they had heard was true, the dwarves were controlling them as if they were communicating with them.
The surprise didn’t end there.
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Tit!
“Hoo.”
The griffons that landed on the ground approached the dwarves without hesitation as if they were their own kind.
Then he showed his friendliness by rubbing her head.
It was a scene I had never seen before.
Rather, it was to the point where all the arrogant behavior I had shown until now seemed like a lie.
“… … I see.”
I left a short comment while looking at the sight.
For example… … it was said to react to blood.
It was said that the elven blood in the dwarves’ bodies was the key to controlling the beasts.
‘That’s also a feeling of intimacy.’
I nodded and fell into thought for a moment.
Like ancient records and magic, the events concerning the xenomorphs were so long ago that they were considered legends.
That is why most of the related records have been lost.
Esteban’s scholars could only guess at the dwarves’ abilities based on the legends and conversations.
And it wasn’t even in the legends that the guys could handle griffons.
Of course, this was knowledge that had not been revealed even before the return. That was understandable, since at the time, the dwarves were merely slaves or confined in underground chambers. It was a fact that no one could have guessed.
Another such secret was revealed, quite coincidentally, at just the right time.
“What did I say? That elf-thing really reacts to griffons?”
George said confidently, pounding his chest.
There was something strangely muttering in his tone. At first, he must have felt resentful that I didn’t immediately believe what he said.
Because the sight was so unpleasant, he told him to shut up and called the dwarf over.
“Ahem! Sorry for keeping you waiting.”
The dwarf who had been controlling them came closer, coughing again.
You’ve probably already heard about the breeding situation before. Let’s get straight to the point.
“Explain.”
“Ah, you mean the relationship between the griffon and our clan?”
“okay.”
“It’ll be a bit long to explain… … I’ll try to explain it as briefly as possible.”
Then, as if recalling a memory, the guy closed his eyes tightly and continued speaking.
“First, I have to talk about the Hwansujong. I heard that they are currently treated as monsters. However, the Hwansujong are originally animals that have inherited the blood of the Fairy Tribe.”
“You have received the blood of an elf?”
“exactly.”
If dwarves can be classified as a race that inherited the blood of the elves, then the same goes for the beast race.
The intimacy that was immediately apparent seemed to be due to the blood of the fairy tribe.
The only difference between them and dwarves was that the blood they inherited was very shallow.
“The reason why Hwansujong maintains his intelligence is because of the small amount of fairy blood he inherited. However, because of that, his personality is also very picky and he has a strong sense of superiority.”
“The blood of the elves… … There was a reason they looked down on people.”
“Perhaps humans reacted that way because they couldn’t sense the blood.”
The guy nodded, adding more confidence to the guess.
Of course, what I was saying was a little different.
‘What they do is not much different from what dwarves do.’
To suffer from excessive superiority and a bizarre personality.
It appears that the thought that it strangely resembled a dwarf was not an illusion.
I said, raising my eyebrows slightly.
“So, what is the relationship between dwarves and griffons?”
“They are the water spirits and have been companions of the fairies since ancient times. Sometimes they became the feet of the slow-moving dwarves, and sometimes they became the wind that carried news.”
“To put it simply, it was a substitute for a horse.”
“You can’t judge a relationship like that so bluntly.”
… … So in the end, you’re saying it was a means of transportation that flew in the sky?
I stroked my chin as I briefly defined it in my mind.
‘It’s a return gift… … .’
Knowledge about griffons is still being studied steadily.
But it was only miscellaneous knowledge about ecology and behavior. It wasn’t of much help.
But after hearing that story, I somehow felt like I had found a good use for it.
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Things that I once thought were annoying are starting to seem surprisingly useful.
That was when.
“Even so, those kids seem to listen particularly well. It’s as if they’ve already completed a rapport… … .”
“I guess so.”
“Hmm? Did the humans even attempt to communicate?”
“I rolled him to death.”
“… … .”
“If you keep pushing someone to death, you won’t be able to think of anything new.”
I answered nonchalantly and looked at the griffons.
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They have reached a point where they straighten their posture just by looking at me.
Now it seemed like he completely considered me higher up in the pecking order.
That too is an incredibly distant upper line… … .
It is something that has really been imprinted on us recently, to a certain degree.
“… … It’s a rough but sure method.”
The dwarf thought positively, his expression crumpled as if he was disgusted.
“They are naturally free-spirited children, so it will take a long time to learn how to handle them, but if we do this, they will be able to join the clan right away.”
“I see.”
This is news that I like while listening to it.
I slowly raised the corners of my lips and started talking to the guy.
“Then let’s send them all to the Galder Plains.”
“Hmm? Is that okay? It would be nice if we weren’t lonely, but… … .”
“There’s no way it won’t work out.”
The dwarf asked back in surprise.
It was a natural reaction, since I had even heard that these griffons were for research purposes.
But such a boring study was already out of the question.
‘You can use it to mount a griffon… … .’
……okay.
All that’s left in my head is what I’ve already heard from him.
I opened my mouth, stroking my chin contentedly.
“How long does it take for them to grow to adulthood?”
“Hmm? Since you grow quickly, half a year should be enough.”
“I see.”
My lips smiled even deeper.
Using thirty griffons? What a great force that would be!
Although it could only handle dwarves, that was enough.
If so, there is no hesitation.
“Take them to the plains right now. We will provide them with everything they need for breeding.”
“I understand. I will follow your advice and there will be no harm done. I will pass this on to the captain.”
“hmm.”
“… … No, what are you planning again?”
George’s nagging, not nagging, continued.
But the twisted corners of her lips showed no intention of stopping.
……no.
“Additionally, the direction of their growth is like this.”
“If it’s about growth direction… … .”
Rather, the lips spitting it out seemed more interested than before.
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“He ended up leaving.”
Baron Vidor looked at his garden, which had been empty overnight, and spoke bitterly.
The griffons seemed like mischievous children when they were here, but now that they are gone, I feel a mixture of relief and sadness.
Of course, the same goes for scholars who study griffons.
They were holding back tears as they recalled the griffons that had disappeared in one fell swoop because of my decision.
But there was no time to waste on such sentiments.
“Any contact from the rooftop?”
“I just got there. The dwarves say that if we can make a saddle, we can install magic inside it to aid flight.”
“I don’t think there will be any disruption to training.”
I thought, tapping my fingers on the desk.
‘It really was surprisingly useful.’
… … the griffon’s egg.
I didn’t originally intend this use, but I didn’t care.
Because anything that was available was fine.
“Your Majesty, then what should we do with the rest of the eggs?”
“How many eggs are left that failed to hatch?”
“There are fourteen in total. Some of them are said to have already begun to rot.”
“… … I see.”
I stopped tapping my hands on the desk.
The number of eggs initially brought was 44. Perhaps due to the poor environment, the hatching rate did not exceed 70%.
Of course, if you only look at the results, it may be disappointing… … .
“Handle it with magic and hand it over to the scholars. Have them find out the cause of the hatching failure and fully figure out a solution.”
“Ah, you’re thinking of the second generation that will hatch in the plains later.”
Those sent to the plains are bound to reproduce later on.
In that case, finding the cause of failure would also be the most important research.
Rather, if we can eliminate the problem by clearly identifying its cause, its value would be indescribable.
‘I guess it means that we were given the opportunity to prepare in advance.’
The plan was perfect.
It was thanks to the unexpected key that I was given, but that would also have been impossible without my arrangement to rescue the dwarf.
One by one, my steps bear fruit.
however.
“Your Majesty… …! Something terrible… … no, something unexpected has happened!”
It was shortly after that that the Baron, who had been entrusted with the care of the egg, came with the news.
And it was a plan that no one had planned.
“They say a griffon hatched from one of the eggs that was thought to be dead!”
… … The thirty-first griffon has appeared in the world!
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“… … So, why is it doing that?”
George now thought that even such a question was cliché.
But this time, it was hard to hold back the question. A late-hatched bird was hiding in a dark corner of the warehouse.
I answered vaguely as if nothing had happened.
“It seems that the hatching period was missed because the condition was not good.”
“What does that have to do with what’s going on here?”
“They say he seems to be very cautious because he is sick. The scholars said he is resting.”
A single griffon baby literally whining in the corner.
At first glance, the guy looked a bit sickly, unlike the other griffons that roamed the garden.
George said with a frown.
“Should I send you to the plains right now before it gets annoying?”
“It’s impossible.”
“why.”
“It is said that a griffon that has already left the pack is difficult to accept as a companion.”
It was the so-called imprinting effect.
Chicks born around the same time tend to think of each other as comrades, but if someone else joins the pack, that’s not the case.
“You might be able to fit in with the crowd, but you’ll likely be ostracized, the scholars said.”
Especially since they are so sickly, they probably won’t be able to withstand their attacks.
Looking at the appearance, it certainly seemed likely.
“Then that is… … .”
“We’ll have to raise them separately. There won’t be a problem since the facility and the breeder are still there.”
“What the heck is going on here?”
George laughed in disbelief.
I also didn’t expect it, so I understood. Of course, it had nothing to do with me.
“So then, you guys take care of raising them yourself.”
“Ha, as expected, it’s becoming annoying.”
So George was frustrated with the added workload again.
It was good to say that it was a feeling that had been nurtured together in the royal palace for quite a long time.
Something like a sensor that detects nuisance.
“I thought it would turn out like this, so I tried to send it to the plains… … .”
Even so, there was nothing he could do about what had already been decided.
Well, it worked out well, since scholars were keeping an eye on it for observation purposes.
Rather, it is something to be welcomed as it increases by even just one.
But that was the moment.
The guy brought his mouth close to mine, his eyes sparkling seriously as if asking when something had happened.
And then he spoke in a low voice.
“The Federal Empire has finally taken the bait.”
