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Chapter 256 Hayna's Gryphon

Hearing that she could get a Pureblood White-Feathered Griffon, Hayna immediately perked up.

The resentment from waiting for the Gryphon for so long vanished into thin air.

—What the heck, so the reason for the delay in delivery was to prepare a better product for me.

If that was the case, just say it earlier! How would I know if you don't tell me!

"It's just unfortunate," Hayna sighed, "that I can't take the Gryphon back home with me this time.

"If I could take the Gryphon back—especially a White Griffon, that would have been a real prestige boost. Even the Inspector in our village doesn't have a Gryphon."

For her small rural village, even just becoming an Inspector was quite a respectable job. And even they knew that those who ride Gryphons are more formidable than those on horses, and those who ride White Griffons are even more formidable than those on brown Gryphons.

Of course, there was an Inspector in Eagle Cape Village. But there was no Supervisory Bureau there; the closest one was in Flute Town of Shepherd Bay County. There was only one Inspector and one Priest stationed in the village.

In a place like this, they simply couldn't afford to keep Gryphons. Even the mass-produced Gryphons with a lifespan of thirty years required five pounds of fresh meat every day. Because of the numerous tasks of the Supervisory Bureau, there were over forty people just in Flute Town's bureau. If everyone was to be paired with a Gryphon, the daily consumption of fresh meat would be astoundingly high.

But according to the rules, Inspectors must be equipped with Gryphons. It's not just a matter of prestige, but also a symbol of authority.

So their choice was to equip only seven or eight Gryphons for the highest-ranking Inspectors, then provide around a dozen horses—imitating the Star Antimony and Irisflower People, they used mounted police to replace Gryphons.

—On Glass Island, even a recently graduated Inspector would get their own Gryphon after six months to a year of work. At the same energy level, in Shepherd Bay County, you might only get to ride horses.

"And our village's old Inspector doesn't even have a horse."

Hayna narrated vividly: "He doesn't even work at the Supervisory Bureau, but lives in a wooden cabin by the lake. He usually sits at the door fishing all day long. If we need him for something, we send someone to the cabin to call him.@@@@

"Then the old man would slowly pack up his fishing rod and shuffle over. Sometimes, if it gets too late, he simply comes the next day."

After all, it doesn't take long to amble from the east end of the village to the west.

It was just a small village with a population of less than a thousand, and more than half of them were middle-aged and elderly, having lived there for decades—parents and grandparents too. With everyone constantly in sight, there were hardly any serious incidents for an Inspector to handle.

And the permanent population inside Royal Law University alone... including students, lecturers, residents, and traders, easily exceeded fifty thousand. It's hard to say for the third to sixth faculties, but just the first and second faculties that ordinary people attend, the number of new students enrolled each year is several times the population of Eagle Cape Village.

An Inspector working in such a place would generally be so old that promotion was out of reach.

"...but I feel the old man is probably quite happy."

Aiwass expressed some envy: "I hope when I retire, I'll also have the chance to go fishing every day."

Who knows if I'll have that kind of leisure after I've saved the world...

"I feel, though, that the old man is too laid-back."

Hayna obviously had more vigor.

Her eyes seemed to be gleaming with light: "In that kind of place, life feels frozen in time. I want to stay in Avalon, encounter some major cases, and then make a big name for myself! The cases I come across in a month here, I wouldn't come across in a year in Shepherd Bay County.

"During this time, I've been dealing with all sorts of malicious incidents. Just last week I handled three murder cases... but unfortunately, they're all that kind that can't be talked about, needing to be kept secret. Otherwise, I could've taken back several more newspapers.

"But the chief and the senior colleagues at the Supervisory Bureau also say that Glass Island isn't usually this chaotic, it started becoming disorderly all of a sudden. I think it might have to do with that treasonous minister. Or it could be some other spies who have sneaked in."

"Probably."

Aiwass responded noncommittally: "But it's not necessarily the case. Maybe there's a Transcendent causing trouble."

"That's a possibility..."

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In all the wars Avalon has participated in over the past few centuries, these White Griffons have turned the tide in the most dangerous and critical battlefields.

Hayna wasn't even part of the military system—her career was as an Inspector, not Light Cavalry, and she hadn't received lance riding or air force training. The fact that she was assigned a Pureblood Gryphon owed partly to Meg, but the more significant part of the reason was that she was outstanding enough.

Despite Hayna's wholly civilian background, her aptitude would allow her to reach at least the fourth Energy Level. If not stalled by the promotion rituals, she could even touch the fifth Energy Level.

Then she would no longer be a commoner—but a big shot of the future.

That was the fifth Energy Level of the Path of Authority!

And her relationship with both Aiwass and Isabel was very good... so she didn't need to become a second-generation figure. She herself was the future "first-generation," and even the Gryphon Minister would have to pay serious attention to Hayna.

"How about this."

After some thought, Aiwass decided to give Hayna a green light, "By the time we come back from vacation, your griffon will definitely be ready. In other words, it's just a matter of one month from now. How about I find someone to make an exception—get your griffon transferred first, and then let them complete the process afterward?"

"Eh, can you do that?"

Hayna's eyes widened at once.

But she soon felt anxious about it, "Would that be... against the rules... Doesn't it take a long time for a griffon to be transferred from the ranch through the process...?"

"What do you think the process involves? Griffons being shuttled back and forth between different places?"

Aiwass laughed, "You go through the process, but the griffons don't need to. Once the final documents are filled out, the adult griffons will fly over with their young, and it will take less than half an hour to arrive."

"...Then why does it take so long?"

"That's the bureaucrats' affair."

Aiwass shrugged, "That's settled then—I'll go and run the process for you, get your griffon transferred first. What's the date on your ticket?"

"But my ticket is for tonight... I've already packed my bags and turned in my leave slip. Are you and Mr. Sherlock going together?"

Hayna asked somewhat indecisively, "When is your ticket? Should I cancel mine and go with you?"

"No need, we don't buy tickets."

Aiwass said with a soft chuckle, "We'll just ride griffons directly there. Your griffon will also be delivered to you by then... It should arrive by tomorrow night, if all goes well. You should go back and see your family first."

"Are you returning to the Hall of Silver and Tin tonight, young master?"

Lily asked.

"I've already said my goodbyes to Yulia and Isabel, and I'll be back here before the New Year at the end of the month," Aiwass answered, "I'm going to stay here tonight... as it happens, I have some things to discuss with Sherlock. Could you go back and pack up some of my things and bring them over tomorrow?"

"Sure," replied Lily.

What he wanted to discuss with Sherlock was simple.

Sherlock was feeling lost about the future of his Path of Wisdom, wasn't he?

That was essentially because he thought the career of "Mage" had no bright future. It wasn't as promising as his talent in the Path of Authority, and Avalon lacked the heritage for advanced professions of the Path of Wisdom. Sherlock didn't quite want to take the career of a Mage up to the fourth Energy Level.

Aiwass had already planned to offer Sherlock a rare advancement opportunity in the Path of Wisdom.

Now was the perfect time to tackle the issue.

—Meg's experiment proved that even if the version hadn't arrived yet and the profession theoretically hadn't been unlocked, as long as the advancement ceremony was correct, one could still advance.

Just like an Arbiter... Sherlock's transition and advancement rituals would also have to start at least half a month in advance.