Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 416 - 416 197 Revisiting Old Places

416: Chapter 197: Revisiting Old Places 416: Chapter 197: Revisiting Old Places Soaring among the rolling clouds and listening to the chilling wind, as well as the occasional flapping sounds of the Griffin’s massive wings, Leon gazed upon the unchanging sea of clouds.

This was much simpler than flying a plane.

He could imagine how much complex knowledge and skills a pilot from his previous life had to master to control an aircraft.

However, riding a Griffin now felt quite comfortable.

After all, the true “pilot” in control was not the rider, but the giant beast itself.

Flying, positioning, navigation…

If no further commands were needed, all this could be left up to the Griffin’s own abilities, with nothing for the passengers on its back to do.

Leon hooked the iron reins to the front saddle, stretching leisurely and keeping a comfortable posture for a good while.

After informing the Death Claw of the general heading, cruising without major maneuvers was even more comfortable than horseback riding.

Of course, this is assuming the rider isn’t afraid of heights, and at this altitude of several thousand meters, able to withstand the thin air and the continuous chill from temperatures fluctuating between slightly above zero to below minus ten degrees.

Ordinary people, even if wrapped tight inside and out, probably couldn’t manage to ride a flying beast to such heights, otherwise they’d freeze to death or suffocate on the back of a Griffon during high-altitude cruising.

Of course, Leon had none of these worries.

Not to mention the magic he now commanded, his robust body as a Knight of Valor, infused with vigorous Magic Element, could even activate the temperature adaptability of the human body in this world under extreme environmental stimulus, enduring the severe cold that ordinary people couldn’t withstand.

However…

His younger brother sitting behind didn’t have such a robust body.

Turning his head, Leon asked with concern to his companion in the co-pilot seat: “Are you cold?

Is it uncomfortable?

Should I ask Death Claw to fly lower?”

Despite trying hard to listen, the roaring wind made it difficult for the blond young man to hear clearly, he could only lean forward and ask loudly: “What did you say?

I didn’t catch that…”

Leon raised his voice and repeated it loudly next to Kovis’s ear.

“I said!…..Acro are you cold!!”

Kovis shook his head and responded, “….It’s okay!

I can adjust the Magic Element to adapt my body, not cold!”

…Spellcasters, no matter their physical constitution, ultimately have ways to cope with extreme environments.

Leon was reassured, turned his head back, and continued to look in the direction of flight.

Although there wasn’t much to see, he didn’t need to intervene in the journey anyway.

The Griffin wouldn’t stray off course even if it didn’t lower its altitude to identify the mountains and rivers on the ground.

Leon learned from the Magic Guidebook’s Life Science information that most indigenous flying creatures in this world have the senses and abilities to feel Magic Power currents and Earth Spiritual Veins.

The difference lies only in the sensitivity and accuracy.

This kind of biological navigation system is much more reliable than visual navigation.

If it wasn’t for the lack of precise distance data, which prevented him from providing Death Claw with the exact location of the destination town, Leon would rather daze a bit on the saddle.

Anyway, the locked straps and chains wouldn’t let him fall off midway.

The blue sky and white clouds were beautiful, but just like driving on the highway, it inevitably gets boring after a while.

Even if a flock of geese seen far away were lined up, they would flee early due to the Griffin’s deterrence…

The roaring wind made it impossible for him to chat with Kovis for entertainment; he could only stare at the unchanging sky.

…

Flying southwest, the last flipping of the hourglass at Leon’s waist ran out.

Moving timing isn’t quite accurate, but the error isn’t too significant.

Estimating that they were about to reach the vicinity of their destination, he quickly grabbed the iron reins, signaling Death Claw to lower its altitude.

The Griffin lowered its head immediately, its huge body diving down with a whoosh.

Passing through layers of clouds and mist.

Once Leon and Kovis could again overlook the endless green mountains and waters below, their spirits were instantly uplifted.

Surveying the mountain ranges and forests on the ground, Leon estimated that the town of Kantadar, taken over by Princess Ines’s army, was in this region.

Suddenly, he felt a strong biological signal from Death Claw carrying hints of hostility, animosity, and hunting urge.

The signal, faint with enmity and hunting impulse, made him confused for a moment.

Following the direction of the Griffin’s warning, he looked towards the low-altitude area on the left front.

Soon, he made out a small black dot resembling a bird in that direction, which suddenly seemed to sense danger and quickly sped away to escape.

It was strange, with Death Claw’s higher intelligence, there’s no way it couldn’t control its hunting instincts.

Even if hungry, he had already notified the Griffin that it could have extra meals upon reaching the destination.

Then why would Death Claw think of diverting to hunt halfway through the journey?

“Acro, use a spell to help me see what that is,” Leon pointed there and shouted back loudly.

The young man in the co-pilot seat, as directed by his Lord, immediately cast a spell to open a magical dome and magnified the distant scene.

What appeared before their eyes was a flying creature both were all too familiar with.

Glancing at the image displayed inside the magic screen, Leon was somewhat surprised.

Not only because its outline with an eagle’s head and wings was very similar to the Griffin, but also because the creature was the “enemy” they had previously encountered on their escape route.

A Stormhawk, and not a wild one.

Focusing on the saddle carried on the back of the Stormhawk, with straps hanging and swinging in the wind, broken, it pushed Leon’s memories from months ago back into his mind.

This appearance was unforgettable, those straps were torn by the force of Isa’s Arrow, this Stormhawk was indeed mounted by Mage Athias, who was chasing Kovis at the time.