At noon, the old marshal who was busy with business was late.
The main purpose of his return from the front line this time is to report the battle situation and change the general. The collapse of the northern front has been effectively suppressed. Putting a few young people on it can play a role in training. Coincidentally, he saw Ellie's live broadcast on the way back and was quite impressed by Ruzius.
This is a young man who has undergone rigorous training, and most importantly, as a human, he can use magic.
This is simply unimaginable for this world ten thousand years from now! In addition to the need to worry about the balance of light and dark after ten thousand years, the external threat is actually very small. Perhaps this is the reason for the degeneration of human beings today. Some people also speculate that the light creatures today are much weaker than ten thousand years ago.
"Because of this, your combat power is precious." Olsen said, "Although I heard about the one-kilometer limit, the northern front has always had a tradition of dark creatures taking turns, and you can work as a group."
"Of course, this is just a proposal. If you don't want to go to a dangerous battlefield, it is also very meaningful to revise the history in the rear."
"No, I'm happy to go there." Ruzius said, he glanced at the vampire next to him, the other party was eating the eighth military special sandwich, licked the ketchup on the corner of his mouth, and went to get another one.
Following his gaze, Olsen also looked over, unable to hold back, and took out a box of candy from his pocket.
"Marshal, please don't feed too much candy to dark creatures." Ellie protested, "I found out this morning that last night's box was all eaten up. It's not good for teeth!"
The old marshal withered his hand back.
"Then I'll give it to you next time."
"Give it to Ruzius." Arecio finally finished off all the sandwiches and raised his head, "Eli ordered other snacks, and I don't really want candy recently."
The old marshal glanced at the expressionless saint, and the look in his eyes at that moment was called "very reluctance".
Rutius: …
"And that rotation, I'm very interested." Arecio admits that he can't always live a peaceful life like old age. Occasionally, he also wants to exercise his muscles and bones. Just enough activity.
"Rotation is very safe." Olsen comforted for the first time, "Don't worry about getting hurt, the military will do its best to protect you."
Arecio: ? ?
Then go to hell!
Ellie continued, "The rotation system is usually aimed at more timid dark creatures. Aresi has been brave since he woke up, so he can go after some scrutiny. The light collapse in the north, and the accompanying Alien species, strictly speaking, is a situation where the elements of light are extremely flooded. If there are dark creatures on that front, the light will be weakened, and our soldiers will be safer in combat."
"Then why... don't let the dark creatures fight?" Arecio was very puzzled, just being able to play such a big role on the front line, wouldn't it be possible for the dark creatures to go directly to crush it.
Except for Ruzius, everyone present smiled at Arecio.
Little cutie, why would I let you go
Arecio felt confused. He was about to say something when he suddenly remembered the chubby manticore and the chubby wolf cub he had seen in the nursery...
Are those, really, combat capable
Are all the dark creatures in this world incapable of combat? !
What a crazy world! Do you still remember that you are a ferocious dark creature? ! After working for a long time, you don't even have the ability to fight, and it's all stupid and sweet? !
The saint next to him was silent. From the time he read the Federal Law on the Protection of Dark Creatures, he had vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the dark creatures in ten thousand years, and now it was completely determined. Maybe dark creatures retain some basic skills, but living in a peaceful present, they are carefree every day, overly pampered and cared for, naturally...
It has become a cute mascot.
Arecio had a myocardial infarction. He stood up suddenly and looked at Ruzius next to him.
"Quick! Hit me!"
He's gotta fight a lunatic! Let the people present see what a dark creature is!
Ruzius just took a deep, calm, long breath.
"What are you doing?! Do it!"
Arecio was so angry that he bared his fangs.
"I'm breathing free air." Ruzius said calmly, he looked at the blood clan, and he didn't intend to do anything. He is not crazy. He has annotated the protection law several times, and it is absolutely impeccable. Now that he is in the heavily guarded military, it is even more impossible to do it.
"If I do, I think I'll be breathing prison air right away."
"… "
Arecio's sudden irritability made both the marshal's adjutant and Ellie stand up. Seeing the saint's answer so well, the old marshal patted him on the shoulder excitedly.
"Yes, a good citizen should study the law, understand the law, abide by the law, and use it. Young people, you adapt very quickly."
Ellie was busy appeasing Arecio, took out the candy she was not allowed to eat, and even asked if she wanted more sandwiches. Arecio silently looked at Ellie, then at the Saint again, and finally sat back down in frustration.
He is unwilling to live up to the kindness and love of these people, which is something he has never gotten as a blood race. He also had a headache on how to prove his strength. Even on the battlefield, he could become a combat force, but these people would not let him touch anything dangerous at all, let alone the protection of dark creatures.
That madman who was born to hunt him didn't dare to act rashly, ah, how terrifying!
Afterwards, the old marshal and the saint had a private conversation. Arecio didn't know what they were talking about, so he sipped a few candies listlessly. When he looked up again, the saint had walked out of the marshal's office, but he still couldn't tell from his expression. what emotion.
"We're going to see the Great Griffin!" Ellie coaxed him, "Alessi can also feed the Griffin."
hey! Why did he feed the griffins! Those creatures are so golden and annoying!
The marshal's adjutant personally took them to the Griffin training ground. The temperature here was low, and Arecio noticed that Ellie rubbed his arms. He paused and took off his jacket.
"Give you."
"No, no, what if Alessi catches a cold!" Ellie shook her head wildly.
"I don't have that system, my breathing and heartbeat are all simulated, and it is essentially an undead creature." Arecio insisted that he was not one of these dark creatures that grew up in ten thousand years. He can recover in minutes, let alone sick, he doesn't have that fragile function.
His emotions had just calmed down, and Ellie didn't dare to refuse any more, she put on her coat, and she was still very happy.
Mom is so cute!
If Arecio knew what she was thinking, he would have withdrawn his jacket in minutes.
Griffins are an important strategic resource, and they are under the sole responsibility of the military from birth to training. The military department has a special large-scale training ground in the mountainous area. The one here is only a small scale, mainly accommodating some well-qualified griffins, which is convenient for signing contracts with excellent soldiers near the capital. Ellie has already communicated with the military department, and the military department is also trying to show its close relationship with the conservation center, as well as to popularize some of the training of griffins to the public. The whole visit will be broadcast live.
Ellie's live broadcast room exploded in numbers in just a few seconds. She adjusted the instrument, introduced a few words to the audience with a smile, and the adjutant explained some situations, and the camera was given to Arecio. Arecio is squatting on the ground with the saint, looking at the already dealt with... fat chicken.
Arecio remembers that griffins actually eat nocturnal birds, just those... rare dark creatures that nest in conservation centers and only a thousand remain. In the era of Arecio, the number of night birds was very large, and they were particularly prolific. Many light creatures used them as rations. The blood race also liked the feathers of night birds, and even had breeding farms.
Now suddenly endangered, it makes Arecio a little uncomfortable.
"Don't look at how fat these chickens are. In fact, they are specially bred with high nutritional value and are suitable for griffins to eat." The adjutant introduced, "Of course, we also have special training so that the griffins can maintain their wildness and combat power."
There are popular science and praise in the barrage, and more questions are asked of Arecio.
[Wow, you won't let Xixi feed you? Will you be afraid?]
[Xixi is not afraid, just feed it if she can, be careful with your hands.]
[I still feel a little dangerous...]
Arecio is more depressed now and refuses to watch the barrage. The trainer beside the adjutant gave a whistle, and in the huge open circular field, a griffin moved its ears, spread its wide wings, and flew towards them quickly. The light under the gray curtain is not strong, but the battle armor and white-and-gold feathers on the griffin exude a very brilliant light.
[So handsome, my mother!]
[Sixi doesn't move at all! As expected of Xixi! Before jumping out of the coffin, there is a griffin at the back
Arecio glanced at the neurotic beside him, his sky-colored eyes lit up slightly, and he obviously loved this species very much.
The griffin fell to the ground slowly, rubbed trustingly under the trainer, and roared in a low voice. With the majestic shape of a lion and dreamy wings, coupled with those majestic battle armor, no one can refuse such a cool creature.
Arecio picked up a chicken expressionlessly and warned himself to do it as a job, although this behavior was like feeding a deer in the park, which in his opinion was very inconsistent with his more cool dark creature setting .
"Be gentle, don't scare him." The trainer rubbed the head of the griffin, and the griffin looked at Arecio and twitched his nose lightly. There was something wrong with Arecio's intuition.
He has a...
The griffin suddenly broke free from the trainer's hand and let out an angry roar. The large wings almost overturned this simple shed temporarily built in the circular field! Griffin's originally clear golden eyes gradually stained with blood, and Arecio heard a chirp sound from its throat, which was a precursor to spitting extremely high-temperature golden flames!
The griffin opened its mouth in the direction of Arecio, suddenly paused again, and spit out in a different direction!
In that direction is - Ellie!
At this moment, Arecio skipped a lot of doubts in his heart. At the beginning, the griffins did not show any intention of attacking him. It can be seen that these griffins after ten thousand years did not attack dark creatures, but after smelling them, their attitudes suddenly changed. Is there something on him...
But why did the attack turn to Ellie
Arecio teleported directly before the flames arrived, and in the high-temperature golden flames, his deep rose-colored pupils seemed to be on fire.
He thought about it.
that coat.