I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1072 Taking You to the Sky
Women really do understand women better.

In order to help Su Yao win over Bahram and make full use of Miss Safia's role, Princess Amina gave Su Yao a very effective idea, but only he could do it.

That is.
"You want me to take her to heaven?"

This is truly an unexpected path.

But it's true, luxury cars and fine horses have always had a fatal attraction for girls, and the sacred beast Griffin is far superior to all other luxury cars and divine steeds.

Amina even vouched for it with her own experience, saying that no one can resist the allure of soaring through the sky.

After all, since the beginning of human history, the sky has been a forbidden zone for mortals and the domain of gods.

So soon, as Amina planned, the two of them took another public flight in Mulu City early the next morning.

Amidst the cheers and adoration of the people, they soared through the sky aboard the griffin.

The griffin's golden wings shimmered in the morning sun, and Su Yao, in his silver armor and red robe, and Amina, in her flowing veil, resembled deities from a revelation.

As the griffin flew low over the governor's garden, Amina suddenly pointed to a pavilion below: "Your Majesty, look! Our heroine is here!"

Su Yao looked in the direction she was pointing and indeed saw two beautiful young women in elegant dresses standing side by side. They were Bahram's daughter, Safia, and another of the Parthian king's favorite concubines, Soraya.

"Safia, did you see that?"

"It's the Holy Lord and Amina!"

Soraya took Safia's hand and pointed to the sky.

Safia hurriedly looked up and saw Su Yao carrying Amina, riding a griffin and flying towards them.

The dazzling sunlight reflecting off Su Yao's silver armor, along with Princess Amina's radiant smile, instantly caught Safia's eye, causing her heart to tighten involuntarily.

"I never knew people could be so free."

A griffin flew by, stirring up a gust of wind. Safia held down her skirt and watched the two figures disappear into the distance, murmuring to herself.

"What did you say?"

Amidst the howling wind, Soraya tilted her head and asked.

“No, I mean they’re a match made in heaven!” Safia responded, raising her voice.

Since her father Bahram was captured, she lived in constant fear, both of her father paying the price for her stubbornness and of the unknown fate that the Eastern conqueror might bring upon her.

Yet at this moment, watching the two soaring through the sky, Safia felt an unprecedented surge of emotion. Her slender fingers unconsciously touched her chest, feeling the unusually rapid heartbeat there.

"Want to give it a try?" Soraya suddenly leaned close to her ear and asked in a teasing tone.

Safia's cheeks flushed instantly: "W-what?"

Soraya's eyes flickered, and she gestured with her lip towards the direction the griffins had gone: "Fly up to the clouds. The way you looked at them just now couldn't be hidden from anyone."

Safia hurriedly turned her face away, loudly denying it, her jet-black hair tracing dazzling arcs in the sunlight: "No, no, no, that's a sacred beast! How could someone like me be worthy of riding it? It should be you, the Queen, who rides it!"

Soraya's smile suddenly froze, but before she could say anything, a cry suddenly came from the sky.

It turned out that the sacred beast had returned and soon hovered above the garden.

This startled everyone in the garden. Countless servants and maids dropped what they were doing and rushed over to kneel and pay their respects to the great Holy Lord.

"Soraya and Safia greet the Holy Lord and the Queen." The two women hurriedly bowed, Safia even blushing with nervousness, afraid that their words might be overheard.

But clearly, her wish was not fulfilled.

"Your Majesty, it seems our Miss Safia is quite fond of your new pet."

High in the sky, Amina, perched on the back of a griffin, nestled in Su Yao's arms, her arms around his waist, and she covered her mouth, letting out a series of silvery laughs.
"Why don't you grant her a ride, Your Majesty, and let our little lion also experience the joy of soaring through the clouds?"

"This this."

Safia was immediately so ashamed that she wanted to disappear. She covered her burning cheeks with her hands and bowed repeatedly to politely decline, saying, "This humble concubine dares not overstep her bounds."

Although Safia is young and naive, she is by no means a foolish girl. She is well aware of the sensitivity of her identity. Although the Holy Lord has never touched her and has acted quite gentlemanly, it is by no means an ordinary thing for the two of them to ride a divine beast together.

It should be noted that even the former Parthian King Vologasis V never rode a divine beast.

Even now that the Holy Lord has tamed this sacred beast, the seat next to him is still considered by the people to be exclusively reserved for the Queen. The idea of ​​the two of them riding a divine beast together seems far too ambiguous.

In particular, she had personally witnessed Princess Amina's disheveled and flushed appearance when she descended after the Holy Lord took the Princess soaring through the sky for the first time, which made her think all sorts of things and dare not cross the line.

After all, who knows if Princess Amina's seemingly magnanimous words might be a test of her feelings? Having grown up in a noble family, Safia had long heard about the power struggles and intrigues within the Parthian royal court.

However, as the saying goes, what is meant to be will be.

Just as Safia hesitated, Su Yao had already slowly descended on his griffin.

Su Yao didn't even need to speak; with just a thought, Griffin obediently landed in the center of the garden. It folded its towering iron wings, and the air currents it created swept up the surrounding petals, creating a magnificent rain of flowers.

Amidst a shower of petals, Su Yao leaped down carrying Amina, then reached out to Safia:

"Come on, I'll grant you permission to experience it."

The will of the King of Kings is absolute.

Faced with Su Yao's outstretched hand, Safia's last bit of composure was quickly shattered.

Her slender fingers trembled as they touched Su Yao's palm. The instant their skin touched, a jolt of electricity shot from her fingertips straight to her heart.

Before Safia could even feel the warmth of the conqueror's palm, a feeling of weightlessness washed over her—Su Yao's strong arms had already encircled her slender waist, easily lifting her onto the griffin's broad back.

"Ah!" Safia exclaimed, instinctively wrapping her arms around Su Yao's waist and burying her head in his chest.

"Don't be afraid, sit tight and hold on."

As soon as Su Yao finished speaking, Griffin spread his pair of golden wings that blotted out the sky.

Soon, the whistling wind exploded in her ears, and the outline of Mulu City shrank rapidly beneath her feet, a thrill she had never experienced before surging into the girl's heart.

"Relax." Su Yao's voice was still clear in the wind. "Hold on to my belt and don't look down."

Safia kept her eyes tightly shut, her slender fingers almost digging into Su Yao's armor. She could feel the turbulence caused by each flap of Griffin's wings, hear the wind whistling past her ears, and even smell the faint scent of rust mixed with sweat on Su Yao's body.

"Open your eyes." Su Yao patted the girl's head and said, "Even the emperors of the mortal world would never have the chance to see such a sight."

Safia opened her eyes with trembling hands, then let out a gasp of surprise.

From above, the city of Mulhouse resembles an exquisite sand table, with the Amu Darya River meandering like a silver ribbon and the distant mountains gleaming golden in the setting sun.

She never imagined that the world she had lived in for fifteen years would appear so small from the air.
(End of this chapter)