The Thorn Birds and Griffin's Legacy Chapter 6

"What is this!" Gar pulled his arms in shock, "What on earth did you raise!"

"Little pet." Griffin said lightly, "likes to eat tongue."

Garr immediately shut up, and Griffin kicked the cabinet and pulled him out. Garr felt like his arm was about to break, and the thing inside burped and vomited out of his hand. His hand was full of sticky liquid dripping, and Felix simply vomited.

There was a banging sound coming from the window that was not closed. The flying beasts, which could not tell the direction at night, crashed into the pillars and became dizzy. This group of guys was overwhelming, rushing into the room desperately as if they had heard some call. The sticky liquid was hanging in the air and dragged everywhere.

"They're looking for their cubs!" Serena ducked to avoid the Snotlite's blind pounce, and then got drenched in sticky liquid. "How disgusting! These guys are marking the location!"

"Cub? What cub?" Gar wiped his arm with difficulty, "You stole someone else's cub? It's so immoral! If I had a cub, I would definitely... Oh!"

Before he finished speaking, a low-flying flying snot beast suddenly brushed past his cheek, and its snot splashed all over his face. Gar made an annoyed sound, feeling his whole body being invaded by a sticky touch.

"Watch your wording." Griffin took out a small animal with droopy ears from the bottomless drawer. "This is a gift."

The eyes of the flying snot beasts are long and narrow, and they cannot adapt to the light well during the day. They move in groups based on the smell of their markings. Every year, the flying snot beasts covering the sky are a wonder of the kingdom's changing seasons. They must rush back to the west before the long winter comes. If they stay in the north, they will freeze to death in the snow. This is their last migration of the year.

"Where did it swallow my hand?" Gar looked at the young flying beast in amazement. It was lazy and tired, and it kept burping. Its big ears fluttered a few times, making a "gurgling" sound.

"You can let it swallow it again and see."

Griffin suddenly tripped Gar, but Gar dodged swiftly. Before he could be proud of himself, he was hit on the back of his head by the flying sniffle beast. I don't know what happened this time, but the force was unusually strong! Gar was almost knocked forward by the hit, and from the weight, it was clear that it was a big guy.

Felix jumped up suddenly and hit the wardrobe in the room. The huge wardrobe was overturned by the dwarf's brute force, hitting the window and knocking many flying beasts away. Felix quickly closed the balcony door, and the "bang" sound continued. Gar had already squatted down, frantically touching the back of his head in the dark, and touched a wet and sticky area.

"It's sticky again!" Gar pulled the snot beast's short tail, but the creature clung to it so tightly that the suction was so strong that it seemed to swallow him from the back of the head. "It's wet! Oh my God! Where do they secrete so much snot! My hair! Oh no no no! Don't suck my hair! It doesn't taste good! And it's hard to wash! Griffin! God Griffin! It's sliding down!"

"Mother Griffin!" Serena screamed, "Ugh... they are so troublesome! Hide the cubs! They are going crazy!"

"We have to run!" Felix pushed against the wardrobe, causing it to make a dull sound. "I can't stand it anymore! There are too many of them! We have to get out of here!"

"There are snot beasts everywhere!" Serena wiped the snot on her palm, "They are everywhere! Horses can't outrun them!"

"So why did you steal other people's cubs!" Gar was still trying to pull the sniffling beast from the back of its head. "This thing has a strong suction... Come on, boy... It's not a good thing to pick someone's back of the head!"

With a "pop" sound, the flying beast was held by Gar's tail, flapping its ears and bumping around in the dark. Gar was hit by the ears a few times, and he turned his head to lift the flying beast away.

"Give them back their pups!" Garr said. "You want to be able to have your own pups! Why do you have to have such... uh, special pups?"

"Don't make me repeat the word thief." Griffin held the cub away from the snot-covered Gar, "This is a gift from its mother, not stolen." Then he took a few steps forward, jumped up and stomped on the mirror on the wall.

The mirror shattered, revealing passages to other rooms.

"I knew it." Felix's beard trembled from the collision. He said, "I knew it, Boss! You are always peeking at me here! That's why I don't take a shower!"

"How clever," Griffin said. "You should stay wrapped in mud for the rest of your life, Felix. The wild sandworms love the meat in the mud the most. I believe your meat must be top quality, lean and easy to chew, with a good taste."

Felix shook himself off, rubbed the mud off his arms, and followed them on his short legs.

But even if you can go downstairs, you can't get out. Through the doors and windows, you can see that the moon is covered by flying sniffles, and the darkness is filled with the sound of flapping ears. They surrounded this place, attracted by the smell secreted by the cubs. As one of the species that cherishes their cubs the most on the continent, they will never leave until they find their cubs.

"Serena!" Felix pushed the obviously depressed woman, "Hey! Cheer up woman!"

"The smell is too strong." Serena kept covering her nose and frowned, "I can't stand it, my nose is going to be scrapped! I can't stay here any longer, do you understand, dwarf! It's like throwing me into a vinegar jar, with a smell that irritates my nose everywhere!"

Griffin pushed open the kitchen, pulled garlic and threw it to them, "The excitement starts now. Don't hesitate, everyone, smear the garlic all over your skin, we will leave immediately."

"Smear it all over?" Jasper sniffed the garlic and immediately wrinkled his nose. "What is this! Stinky!"

"You can also choose to be covered in snot," Griffin said lightly. "Snotbeasts love to mark, just like dogs love to pee, and you can also treat this sticky liquid as their urine."

Jasper & Serena: "Stop talking! Ugh---"

"I have a question." Gar was covered in garlic juice. He had given up resistance, but still wanted to ask, "Sir, why are you so special? Did you choose the urine of the flying beast?"

"I choose you." Griffin held Gar's wrist "gently". "Stay with me, Rogue. Your scent is enough to cover me."

"I wish I could do this." Felix rubbed his hands full of garlic, "Serena! I can make do with you!"

"Huh." Serena pinched her nose. "Should I carry you and run, dwarf? Or do you think we can hold hands?"

"I feel like I've been deceived." Gar looked at Griffin, "And please don't touch my hand. The human touch is very uncomfortable for me. Your palm is hot! I lent you my cuffs. Did you hear what I said, Griffin? I said I..."

"I heard you." Griffin released his hand and held the cub Segar in his arms.

"It's so small." Gar thought the little guy looked ugly, but a little cute, "But why did you give it to me? Don't you want it, friend? Listen, I don't want it either. I'm not ready to be a father yet. To be exact, I have never thought of raising a cub. I myself...what are you doing?!"

The next second, Griffin suddenly grabbed his waist, held him under his armpit like a book, and broke open the door in one go. Amid Felix's wild shouting, several people plunged into the herd of flying beasts.

The flying flying beasts were suddenly attacked by the smell of garlic. They "gurgled" and ran around, extremely disgusted by the stench of garlic.

"I don't like this." The trapped Jasper shouted in the wind, "I can also trap you!"

"Thank you," Griffin said. "It's up to you."

"What? What..." Jasper looked confused.

Then he was thrown up by Griffin like a ball, drawing an arc in the air and leaving a long and thin flying beast passage.

"Griffin!" Gar held the cub in mid-air and screamed, "You B@st@ard!"

Immediately afterwards, the flying sniffle beast pounced on his face.

Gar hugged the excited cub in mid-air, stretched his body suddenly, grabbed the branch with one hand, and turned over to squat on the tree. The sound of horse hooves below was coordinated closely. Griffin had already mounted the horse, and the horse was chasing in this short passage. When passing under the tree, he whistled at Gar.

"Scream baby," Griffin said, "Come into my arms."

"You B@st@ard." Gar squatted on the tree and gave Griffin a fierce pinky finger. "We finished with the B@st@ard!"

"Hmm." Griffin laughed, and suddenly leaned over the saddle and squatted on the horse's back while the horse was galloping.

"It's no use begging me." Gar hugged the cub tightly, "Damn it!"

When the horse passed under the tree, Griffin suddenly stood up and grabbed the rope around Gar's waist, dragging him down. Gar was caught off guard and fell straight down. Griffin stretched out his arms to catch him, but Gar showed amazing flexibility. He held the cub in one hand and pressed down on Griffin's shoulder with the other hand, and at high speed, he used the force to squat behind Griffin.

"Go." Gar patted Griffin's lower back frivolously from behind and ordered in his ear, "Run! Unreasonable baby."

"I actually think this kid is kind of cool." Felix bounced on his horse. "What did he say to the Griffin, eh?"

"Yes." Serena still pinched her nose, "He also clamped Griffin's neck!"

"But he's not dead yet," Felix said. "I think the Griffin is interested in him."

"Griffin is interested in everyone." Serena opened her nose and took a deep breath when she broke through the encirclement of flying beasts. She was almost suffocated by the smell of garlic. "I mean when he wants to kill someone! He never repeats his tricks. He is so cold! I think this kid is cool too, if he can live to see tomorrow."

"Whatever." Felix spread his arms. "We're out! Griffin! Where are we going back to? Home!"

Griffin didn't reply; he had already reined in his horse.

Horses were blocking the originally deserted street. The paladins' armor had golden lions tattooed on their shoulders and arms, and Everett, who was leading the group, had a stern look on his face.

"Naked Everett." Gar looked over Griffin's shoulder. "I didn't recognize you when you were dressed! Brother, it's good to see you alive."

Everett stared at them, his hatred almost overflowing. His sword had been unsheathed, and it was obvious that he had been waiting here for a long time. He spurred his horse, and the knights on the opposite side rushed towards the two horses and four people.

"He's here to see you." Gar put the cub in his front pocket, "Okay Griffin, we can say goodbye now. I'm sorry I can't join you, I've changed my mind, dear you're really an A**h0le. Good luck, bye."

"Don't do that." Griffin didn't turn around, but held Gar's wrist tightly, "Am I not your baby? It's your turn to protect your baby, my dear hunter."

"Hey, we're not!" Gar looked at the other side fiercely, "I can't beat them!"

"Then hold on to me tight, or I'll cut your belt and let you run around naked at night." Griffin grasped the sword sheath without a sword in his right hand, "Just scream."

"I don't want to hug you, I hate contact!" Gar hugged him angrily, adjusted the position of the cub, and coughed, "Okay, I'm ready, you go ahead."

The Knights rushed forward immediately, and Griffin's scabbard was like a real sword, facing them fearlessly.

"Everett!" Griffin knocked the knight over with his sheath, and collided with Everett's sword with full force in the night wind, showing a trembling smile, "How is your B*tt, your Majesty's beloved dog?"