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"Is it a griffin?" Having seen dragons, Roan wasn't too surprised to see a griffin.

"Griffin?" Heather was slightly taken aback. Using "griffin" to describe this half-lion, half-eagle monster was quite apt.

What intrigued Heather even more was that Roan showed absolutely no surprise at the griffin. Not even the slightest bit of oddity.

She was incredibly amazed when she first saw the griffin.

"Aren't you surprised? You've seen a griffin before?"

"No, Your Lordship," Roan pondered for a moment, then came up with a reason. "I read about it in a book."

"You read books? You like reading?" Heather immediately asked.

Luo An was speechless. Was Heather asking such detailed questions to check his household registration?

Because of the widespread occurrence of miracles, the level of education in this world is higher.

But it is indeed exaggerated that a stable boy could learn to read and even recount miracles in just six months.

"Let's look at some history, and the story of Tseren," Roan said. After all, he was the lord, the one who paid Roan's wages, so he couldn't be lacking in the respect due to him.

"You can read some literature. A basic level of cultural literacy is also important." Heather turned and glanced at the griffin.

The griffin's proud head suddenly drooped, and fear filled its eyes.

Heather took a half step forward, and the griffin took a few steps back.

Heather sighed softly, clutching the griffin's chest feathers. "Little one, don't be afraid. I told you I wouldn't hurt you."

Luo An clearly saw the huge griffin's body trembling.

"This guy definitely taught the griffin a lesson," Roan thought to himself.

After calming the griffin, Heather beckoned Roan closer. "Roan, come here. Try fighting it."

Luo An was taken aback and turned to look at the mountain-sized monster. It was no exaggeration to say that its claws were bigger than Luo An's helmet.

"Your Excellency, you want me to fight your pet?" Roan asked uncertainly. He had assumed Heather would teach Roan some kind of Black Iron Knight combat technique.

"Is there a problem?" Heather asked. "I'll be watching, you won't get hurt."

Is this the key point?

Luo An's face darkened. Among all of Luo An's teachers, Heather was definitely the least skilled.

With a sigh, Luo An walked up to the griffin and could feel its immense size even more.

That guy was probably three meters tall, and his breath sent waves of heat through him.

For Roan, it was no different from facing a giant dragon, or even more dangerous, because there were no ballistae.

Although many people call Luo An a hero who slays dragons, Luo An has a clear understanding of himself. From beginning to end, Luo An has never broken through the Crimson Dragon's defenses.

Even the Black Iron Knights are the same.

But Heather easily defeated the dragon and made the griffin submit. The gap between the Black Iron Knights was even greater than Roan had imagined.

"How are you feeling? A lot of pressure, huh?" Heather observed Roan from the side.

"It's alright." Luo An forced a smile at the griffin, only to be met with a face full of its breath.

Seeing that Luo An did not back down because of the griffin's imposing presence, she nodded in satisfaction.

"You have now reached the Black Iron Knight level. The change in the color of your breath is proof of that. Try taking a deep breath."

Luo An took a deep breath and exhaled gently.

Under the moonlight, Luo An's breath carried a faint gray hue, mixed with an almost invisible red.

The distinctive feature of the wolf's howl is that it exhales gray breath.

The red color is the prelude to the imminent eruption of dragon flames. Without deliberate control, Luo An will occasionally unleash dragon flames that scorch his throat.

Heather carefully observed Roan's breathing until it completely subsided before she continued speaking.

"Although the Silver Knight is above the Black Iron Knight, there is a significant difference between Black Iron Knights. They can be divided into three levels."

"The initial level is like yours, just reaching the Black Iron Knight level, not yet able to fully utilize breathing techniques."

"The next few levels can be called 'Entangled Softness,' 'Dyeing,' and 'Agile.'"

"Entanglement is the easiest to understand. Among the apprentice knights, some have already managed to breathe while wielding their weapons, launching invisible attacks while also protecting their bodies from being harmed by invisible breathing techniques."

Heather drew her rapier and swung it lightly under the moonlight.

With each breath Heather took, the rapier emitted a white aura.

Heather raised her hand with lightning speed and thrust her rapier at a withered tree in the far distance.

Then, she slightly raised her chin. "Go and take a look."

As Luo An approached the dead tree, he saw that a smooth hole had been pierced out of the tree trunk.

Heather beckoned Roan back.

"Once you reach the level of Entangling Soft, all your combat techniques will become more powerful. The range will also increase accordingly."

Heather brandished her rapier once more.

This time, the rapier still had a faint white tinge.

"My breathing technique, 'Kite,' is white breathing; it's actually been dyed," Heather explained.

"Dyeing is easy to understand. Breathing techniques will take on the color of breathing. It won't make breathing more powerful, but it will give your weapon the characteristics of breathing."

"The Breath of the Kite will make my breathing sharper and more acute, and at the same time, it will continuously cut the enemy when I encounter them."

Heather raised her chin at Roan.

"Reach out your hand."

Luo An shook his head. "That's not a good idea."

Heather pursed her lips slightly. "Don't worry, I can control my strength."

Roan cursed under his breath. During the fight with Heather, the [Chihont's Axe] carried Heather's aura and cut Roan's hand.

The accumulated force was used to continue cutting through the dragon after its head was severed.

This feels no different from being slowly sliced ​​to death.

At that time, Roan could still resist by breathing, but Heather had no intention of letting Roan use breathing techniques.

Roan slowly extended his hand, and Heather placed the rapier in Roan's palm.

Even through the armor, Luo An could still feel the coldness of the iron.

The expected cut did not occur. Luo An only felt an itch in his hands, as if countless gentle hands were massaging his palms.

It feels quite comfortable.

"Oh, that's amazing!" Roan exclaimed.

"Hehe. That's because I not only dyed it, but also made my breathing technique more fluid." Heather sheathed her rapier.

The sensation in my palm also faded away.

"Being agile is also very simple," Heather said calmly.

"Exhaled breath can be easily manipulated. At the level of the Black Iron Knight, I believe there is no one else who can manipulate breath the best."

As soon as Heather finished speaking, Roan felt a sharp pain in his palm, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"Don't be surprised." Heather sheathed her rapier. "You've experienced it too. I can cut through your armor."

Cutting through the armor directly into the body—this move was terrifying; Luo An almost couldn't defend against it.

Moreover, Heather was definitely not using her full strength at that time. She could even cut wounds on the skin of a griffin.

Cutting open Luo An wouldn't take much effort.

The gap between Black Iron Knights is greater than the gap between Apprentice Knights and Trainee Knights.

Swallowing hard, Luo An sincerely praised.

"sharp."

Heather smiled faintly, but the smile vanished in an instant.

"Then, go and try challenging the griffin."