Chapter 391: Sandy Surprises Us

"What, you have not mated yet?"

Told by the griffin who does not read the air I fall silent and Sandy looks down.

"From that state you will mate later, is that it? Well fine. I brought the things I promised."

The griffin put out the sword, short sword and bow it had piled on its back. Rather than piled, it had slipped them between wing and wing, is that it?

"These are weapons a one called a hero long ago had. When I killed them I burned all the weapons they had but these did not burn. Therefore I thought they would be things useful if the human race uses them and brought them. That one called a hero, if he had not been absorbed in females he might have been able to fight me. You too had better be careful."

Looking back on what I have done I think I cannot be more absorbed but that aside,

"May I draw it?"

Of course the sword. So there is no misunderstanding.

"Fine."

I draw the sword from the sheath and try swinging it. Light! Lighter than a wooden sword but a lightness where response is felt, or it slides through the air, a wooden sword would slap the air and an ordinary sword would feel like cutting the air but this sword slides between layer and layer of air, that expression seems to fit. If cut with this the one cut would not feel being cut I think, though there is no basis.

"How is it?"

"I think it is very good."

"That is good. If you like it I will give it."

"Thank you."

"Look at the others too."

Told that I take the bow in hand and try drawing. This too has a feel like the sword, the draw is light but the spring feels terribly strong. The feel when gripped is terribly good. A commonplace way of saying but fitting the hand, is this what that means? Grip? Handle? I do not know the name but it fits the hand terribly, enough I think was it not made to match my hand?

"It is terribly good!"

"Is that so, that is good."

"Thank you. I will treasure it."

"You need not treasure it. That is a tool. You only need to use it more. A thing called a tool, the more you use it the better a thing, is it not?"

"Certainly if said so it is so. I will have you let me use it."

Here there was a thing that flashed. I take out the bow that was useless when first used on the wyvern and try setting it. Nnn, it does not fit at all and I feel power does not fill. When I look at the skill it has become "Bow 2." Ara? When I looked before I think there was "Bow 6," was it this low? If I could screenshot I could have left a record I thought while taking the bow received from the griffin, no given, and looking at the skill it is "Bow 9." When I try flowing mana it has become "Bow 9 Super Strength 5"? Meaning the bow of Lady Sonia I was allowed to use just now had the same kind of skill-up effect?

Then I try taking the sword in hand. And when I look at the skill it is "Sword Art 8 Super Strength 6." When I grip the sword borrowed from the clan chief, the one in the Eisleben clan treasure store, it became "Sword Art 6 Super Strength 3." I do not know what kind of mechanism it is but there are arms that raise ability like this. Who made them? Surely a famous dwarf? Long ago when there was a hero I feel there were dwarves and elves too. Only a feeling though.

"How is that small sword?"

Urged by the griffin I try drawing the short sword. Some pattern can be seen. Letters? Can I read them? I strain my eyes. Nnn, what?

"You do not understand? I will teach you. ’Win and do not grow proud, lose and do not fear’ it seems to be written."

I taught by the griffin. Sandy peeks from the side but Sandy seems unable to read either. If it were ancient elf language it would be romantic.

"Is that so? The number of letters and the content you said differ?"

I said the number of letters but I do not know how far is one letter.

"Is that so? It is not that I am reading it either. I only feel it that way."

I see, a griffin that says things by sense.

"Understood. Thank you."

When I gratefully receive it,

"Lord Robbie, could you give me that sword?"

Sandy came saying.

"Fine but why?"

"Yes. If I were carrying Lord Robbie’s child in my belly, when that child grows I want to teach that I received this sword from Lord Robbie and give it. Is it all right?"

Sandy says a fairly scary thing. Can a child be made with only once last night? Certainly that kind of case I heard nearby when living in Japan. With only one mistake, that is the outward excuse and later I was told they had actually done it thoroughly.

One more thing that bothered me is how she can have that conviction of being pregnant. Sandy says things from too long a viewpoint so I am drawing back a little. But this would not be a thing to pursue. She can contribute to population increase so I have to make it good!

"If you can promise not to put it out, not to show people, it is fine. Please."

The one who remained here is Sandy alone and thinking of that merit I feel giving about a short sword is fine.

"Thank you. I will treasure it. If a child is born and grows, if they say they want to meet their father I will give this sword and have them go meet Lord Robbie!"

Sandy said a great thing but she looks glad so well fine.

While thinking various things the griffin’s words flowed in my head.

"If you like it that is good. Then farewell. Again, when you finish a wyvern let us meet."

Let us meet again... eh?

"Eh? Will you not be here for a night?"

"I have not made that kind of promise, yes?"

"Eh..."

Hurriedly I look at Sandy’s face. Sandy is shaking her head. Ara, did it not say that? It did not say it? Was that so? That is so, the previous time it ate the wyvern and in exchange stayed a night together and I had assumed this time would be the same. In exchange for eating the wyvern I received a sword and bow.

"It would be so? I have said nothing."

"As you say."

Sandy affirms. Somehow I feel I was finished off.

"Understood..."

But here the griffin yielded.

"Or what? If you show me something interesting I may stay here a while."

Even told that what is an interesting thing? I cannot imagine an interesting thing for a griffin that has lived hundreds of years, perhaps thousands.

"Having you watch mating or such?"

I understood Sandy swallowed her breath ha. Do not say a foolish thing! is written on Sandy’s face.

"I do not want to see that kind of thing."

I was dismissed by the griffin. Of course. Even I am not glad seeing dogs mate and do not get excited. It would be the same as that.

Sandy’s relieved air is transmitted. But an interesting thing, I cannot think of anything... It cannot be helped. When I was about to give up,

"An interesting thing, would magic be all right?"

Sandy says timidly.

"Hoh, will you show me some interesting magic? I will say first, I have lived long too so I have seen most magic."

The griffin seems to be saying it while laughing. With an eagle face the expression cannot be told.

"Yes. I do not know if it will please you but I will try."

"Show me."

"Yes. I will try."

Sandy went forward and faced the griffin. She does not do something. Did she already do something?

"How is it? Did it please you?"

Sandy says toward the griffin. What she did I do not know. If it is my imagination, only a feeling the air grew hard.

The griffin is blinking repeatedly.

"Yes. I will undo it."

When Sandy says the griffin showed turning its neck.

"Fuuuuu!!"

Sandy breathed out largely.

"I was surprised!"

In my head the griffin’s large voice rings.

"Did it please you?"

Sandy asks looking glad.

"Ah, this surprised me. Living long is a thing. There is unknown magic."

"Is that so? That is good."

"Was this something taught by someone?"

"Yes, I was taught by Grandmother."

"Is that so. I want to be taught too. If I have this I can easily catch those wyverns."

"That is impossible. I do not know how to teach magic to a person."

"Is that so?"

"Yes. When I was taught mana by Grandmother this flowed together with the mana. It is not a thing I was taught."

"Then it cannot be helped. Then in thanks for surprising me I will be here until the moon reaches mid-heaven."

"Thank you."

It was decided while I understood nothing.

"Sandy, could you explain what you did?"

At my question Sandy and the griffin look at my face. The griffin has a color of looking down on me as if you did not understand? floating in its eyes. There is no expression, or because it is an eagle head there may be expression but I do not know.

"I was stopped."

"Stopped?"

"That is so, my movement was stopped."

Not understanding well I look at Sandy and Sandy nods,

"That is so. I can stop things I am looking at. Therefore I stopped Lord Robbie just now, yes? I cannot stop forever and there is a limit."

Sandy says proudly.

"Then you should have stopped the wyverns too?"

"At that time I was upset and could not stop them."

"Ah..."

A fairly disappointing ability.

"Also things that move fast I cannot follow with my eyes and cannot stop. Arrows and such too."

An increasingly disappointing ability. Depending on dynamic vision.

"Then if slashed from an unseen place or an arrow flies?"

"I die."

"Aaaaaah."

"That kind of thing, please do not make such a disappointed face!"

Sandy is angry pun pun but where would this be usable?

"You need not be that disappointed."

I admonished by the griffin.

"As a show it is interesting."

Certainly...

In the end the griffin remaining was decided and safety of the body was secured until the moon reaches mid-heaven. Only during that mating with Sandy cannot be done. It cannot be helped.

The griffin curled and erased its presence. A feeling of a large round thing being there. The pressure, the presence vanished and somehow the air felt loose.

"Sandy, let us sleep as we are."

"Yes."

Sandy searched blankets from inside the carriage. And for some reason we two wrap in them. There were two blankets. Sandy, are you not full of doing it?