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This is a young man wearing a very gorgeous set of armor, but it is obviously not an official authentic knight's armor.

I don't know when he noticed Glenn, but he came up and asked enthusiastically:

"Sir, do you want to enter the training base? I can help you!"

Glenn's face was full of distrust. "I don't think you have the ability, kid."

The boy immediately spoke at a very fast speed:

"Don't be fooled by the fact that I'm wearing a custom-made knight's armor. I'm a real knight. If you don't believe me, just look!"

After saying that, he ran to the guard who had just stopped Glenn, and then showed something to him. The latter was let in directly, and then came out again after entering.

The guard was speechless.

The boy came to Glenn again, smiling, "How is it? Do you believe me now?"

Glenn still spoke in a skeptical tone: "If you are an official Griffin Knight, why are you dressed like this? And why are you helping me?"

The boy immediately explained: "The base only requires wearing uniform armor on certain occasions, but there are no strict requirements at other times. Don't you think their armor is ugly?"

Glenn didn't feel anything, but when he was required to wear school uniforms in his previous life, he always heard similar comments from people around him. He didn't think the uniforms were ugly, but his classmates said they were extremely ugly.

The boy went on to explain:

"As for why I'm helping you, it's certainly not for free. I also want you to do me a favor."

"Tell me about it." Glenn folded his hands.

"I'm a Griffin Knight in a trainee reserve regiment. I did something wrong and the instructor called my parents to come. But my parents are not here, so I want you to play my uncle and help me deal with it."

The boy smiled shyly.

Glenn's mouth twitched, but he didn't refuse. He just glanced around imperceptibly and nodded, "Okay."

He was not afraid that the other party would trick him. Once he got inside, if he wanted to disappear, this guy would not be able to find him at all.

Seeing Glenn agreed, the boy immediately made a very childish celebration gesture and said to Glenn:

"My name is Makaan. What's your name? Never mind. It doesn't matter. From now on, you are my uncle. Your name is Dorawal. Remember that? No matter what my instructor says, just deal with it. I will handle it afterwards."

Glenn nodded absentmindedly and approached the guard again.

The latter's faces were clearly a little stretched, but their good manners prevented them from making any unnecessary expressions.

After Makan threatened and intimidated the guards, the two entered the training base.

It was really noisy in there, with the cries of griffins ringing out all the time. Glenn got used to it after a while and thought it was nothing.

The training base is divided into several areas, including middle, upper and lower levels.

Glenn was led around and around, up and down, and finally stopped in front of a huge wooden door.

Makan had no idea what instructions he gave to his griffin, but the griffin, which was obviously an underage, pecked at a certain part of the huge wooden door in a regular pattern.

Then the wooden door slowly opened.

Behind the door was an enclosed training ground, seemingly for knights and griffins to practice their tacit understanding.

There were only a few people inside at this time, and they were all women.

The moment the door opened, all eyes from inside were cast over.

Makan showed a smirking expression of a student who had made a mistake, and walked straight to a tall woman who was dressed differently from the others. "Instructor Taylor, I called my uncle here. Can I go somewhere else to criticize him?"

The female instructor named Taylor glanced at Glenn, then stopped feeding her griffin, turned around, stood straight, with her hands behind her back, looking very aristocratic.

Her tone was more aristocratic, "Makaan, if you really realize your mistakes, you shouldn't avoid your comrades. I think this place is just fine."

Makan didn't dare to say no and could only nod slightly, but he didn't dare to look at the beautiful "classmates" next to him who were laughing at him.

Glenn had already approached the two men. He felt that as an uncle he should say something, so he said:

"Makaan may be a little naughty, but I believe he has a good nature. I hope the instructor won't be too harsh on him."

Taylor frowned and looked at Glenn.

Makan quickly introduced, "My uncle's name is Dorawal."

"Well, Mr. Dolawal." The instructor's tone remained the same, "From your tone, I can tell that you don't know the extent of Makaan's crime. If you knew, you might have a different opinion."

Glenn's acting skills were excellent. He immediately put on a curious and somewhat suspicious expression and said to Makan:

"What on earth did you do, little brat? Tell me now."

Makan was stunned for a moment, and really thought Glenn was his elder, but he still stammered:

"I...I accidentally...made my griffin pregnant...someone else's griffin..."

"Ah!?" Glenn seemed to have heard something earth-shattering, but in fact he was saying in his heart:

Is this a big deal? Making a fuss...

"I'm so sorry, Instructor, I..." Before Glenn could finish his words, Instructor Taylor raised his hand to stop him.

The cold and beautiful instructor frowned and asked, "Do you really understand the seriousness of this matter?"

Did I overact? ... Glenn was a little stunned.

The female instructor sighed and said, "Originally, it's okay for suitable griffins to mate, but Makarn's griffin is still underage. Not to mention the impact of doing that on the griffin's development, but the target of the violation is a powerful griffin who is currently serving. As a result, the army will lose a soldier. This is a serious crime!"

Glenn couldn't help but look back at the underage griffin. He didn't expect that he was so capable at such a young age.

At this time, the female instructor added: "If I hadn't tried so hard to persuade her, the owner of the pregnant griffin would have wanted to fight Makaan to the death!"

As if they didn't know about this at first, the several trainee female knights who were watching the show nearby hugged their griffins and moved away, looking at Makarn's little griffin with vigilant eyes.

Makan was speechless. Although he wanted to remind the female knights whose mounts were male griffins, he did not dare to speak at this time.

"Thank you so much, Instructor Taylor. I'll go back..."

Glenn paused, then asked, "Was this instigated by Makaan?"

Taylor nodded. "This happened because he took the griffin to the resting house of adult griffins out of play."

Glenn then continued, "Then I will go back and talk to Makaan's parents about this matter. I will make them break this brat's legs! Yes, we will even hang him on a tree and take turns beating him!"

Makan thought about the scene Glenn described and felt a chill. Fortunately, his parents would never do that to him.