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The sumr breeze blew through the small pavilion, and Laine began to ponder Mogiana's proposal.
The Lake Fairy handed Mogiana a unique thod for training griffins. This breeding thod allows griffins to possess magic abilities, just like Francois's pure-blooded elf Pegasus, which can gather energy and emit white light. As long as this young griffin is raised according to the Lake Fairy's thod, supplented with the Lake Fairy's divine power and Laine's spiritual energy, it can beco a powerful griffin capable of magic attacks.
This is the gift from the Lake Fairy. Lilith needs to expend a lot of divine power to breed such magical creatures, but to a knight, a good mount is worth any price. Seeing this, Laine didn't hesitate much and imdiately nodded, "I'll leave it to you then."
"Yes, the Lady has already arranged everything." Mogiana took out a gemstone from her bosom that contained powerful divine power. This was sothing given to her by the Lake Fairy, intended to accelerate the growth of the young griffin and help it awaken its magical abilities.
Laine nodded with a smile, picking up the young griffin and stuffing delicious deer at into its mouth. The young griffin cried out, devouring the at in a few bites. The little creature pecked at Laine's face and then flapped its wings, flying back to the top of the pavilion.
"It's already mastering the ability to fly well." Teresa noticed Mogiana's gaze towards her was odd and unfriendly, which she couldn't tolerate. She found an excuse to leave the pavilion and walked over to Laine.
The sumr sorceress was wearing a water blue and fern-scented ancient pattern dress, its hem reaching just below her knees. A white rose was tucked into her black hair that shimred slightly, radiating beauty and a sense of sumr charm. Her long, fair legs were completely exposed, while her exquisite feet wore soft white sandals with toes painted with tempting red nail polish. She approached Laine, "By the way, I've chosen the location for my Wizard Tower."
"Where did you choose?" Laine gently combed the mane of a half-elf warhorse.
"I picked a creek valley in the Charon Forest, not far from your brother's woodland cabin. The environnt there is great, and it's quiet," Teresa replied with a hint of lancholy on her face. "I plan to lay the foundation before your wedding starts. The dwarves have taken up this job and are prepared to begin work."
"That's a good place; it's very safe." Laine nodded repeatedly, reassured by Teresa's choice of location for her Wizard Tower. Just as he was about to say sothing, his horse Grape stuck out its tongue and licked Laine's face, leaving him drenched in saliva.
"Grape! Why must you act like a sycophant!" Laine suddenly found himself speechless, retreating several steps with a furrowed brow. Grape, seeing his disheveled appearance, neighed happily.
"Hahaha~" Teresa and Mogiana giggled uncontrollably at Laine's disheveled state. The sorceress took out a towel to help Laine wipe his face, "This is Grape showing friendliness to you."
Grape was quite a headache for Laine. This pure-blooded elf warhorse originally had a very proud personality and beca even prouder after being ridden by Laine, a Divine Chosen Champion. When its temper flared, it would directly kick people. Many peasants often found themselves kicked several ters away while serving "Master Grape." Fortunately, Grape had so discernnt, knowing these were Laine's n, so it usually didn't kick them to death, although the peasants would need to rest in bed for several days.
It's heard that the sergeants and knight's squires in the castle were secretly betting on who the next coachman to be kicked by Grape would be.
As soon as Surya arrived, Grape managed to impregnate Surya's pure-blooded elf mare nad Richter, leaving both Laine and Surya laughing and crying.
Laine had no choice but to seek help from the wood elves to assist with breeding elf warhorses.
Requesting help from the wood elves was not without reason. When the second Knight King Lewis settled with the wood elves, there was an agreent: the wood elves would provide answers
regarding elf warhorse breeding to the Brittania people.
Once the wood elves got involved, the results were outstanding. In just a year, Grape had descendants everywhere, almost filling the stables.
Half-elf warhorses have inferior explosiveness, endurance, load capacity, and intelligence compared to pure-blood elf warhorses. The first batch of pure-blood elf warhorses was captured when the Brittania people crossed the Gray Mountain Range. These pure-blood elf warhorses, abandoned by retreating elves, were freely breeding on this land and beca the spoils for the Brittania people.
Once Brittania was founded, they included "prohibiting the export of pure-blood elf warhorses" in their national policy, a practice that remains unchanged to this day. Laine benefited greatly from selling just a few half-elf warhorses.
After drying his face, Count Glamorgan pulled over the rein of a half-elf warhorse and handed it to the sorceress: "This is for you, dear Teresa; it will be your mount from now on."
This was a nearly two-ter-tall brown half-elf warhorse, not yet fully grown but already appearing tall and majestic with a powerful presence. Its mane was particularly long, and there was a white spot on its forehead.
"Just for ?" Teresa willingly took the reins, appreciating her new mount.
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