"As a cavalry that uses the Gryffins, they generate storms in their wake. What you need to know about them is that they do not charge; they descend. Each legionnaire is paired with a gryffin from the moment they join the order. They aren’t just beasts; they are the knight’s partner, trained to fight with their rider, not just carry them"...
"The gryffins understand hand signals, battle cries, and even subtle shifts in weight. It’s like watching two dancers who’ve rehearsed every move a thousand times— but their stage is the sky, and the beat is the battle".
Reinhardt continued elaborating on the power and tactics of the Black Gryffin legion from his memories.
"You should be prepared, you will face a lot of harassment. You are not fighting a single entity, but a tag team that thinks and acts like one. Challenging them in the sky is madness, and once they pull you to the sky, the match is over..."
"Finally, and I should stress this point. Never ever stand in the..."
GROWL~
Suddenly, a growling noise interrupted his explanation which was starting to become like a lecture. Zerina, with a flushed face, turned her face away.
"My bad, I forgot about the time. Let’s have dinner".
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Reinhardt prepared a campfire and started cutting the vegetables. As a knight and high noble, he was educated in many aspects; cooking was one of them. Of course, even without that, the original soul, which was from earth, knew how to cook.
After cutting the vegetables and meat and frying them in the pan, he prepared to bake buns.
"Dinner is ready."
After a while, the dinner was all ready and ready to serve. Zerina received her portion all the while looking at Reinhardt in a daze.
"What’s wrong? Your stomach was growling just a moment ago. Why aren’t you eating now?"
Hearing him bring that subject up, the panther girl was embarrassed and glared at him with resentment. Nevertheless, she still ate the food that was served to her with relish, asking for a second and third serving.
"Sir knight, do you know that we of the Cienthrope tribes, like a man who can cook and fight? In that sense, you are the most ideal man for us in this world."
Zerrina grinned, a happy smile that was from the bottom of her heart, appeared on her face for the first time in a while.
"Hmm, I guess thank you for that high praise".
After they were done eating, the training continued.
"I think I finally know what type you are," Reinhardt looked at the demi human woman who appeared to seem to be tired of the lectures.
"You are the type to learn from experience rather than words. I guess it is better that way. Look alive, we will be having combat once again".
At that instant, Zerina’s dropping ears stood up in attention. Just the mention of combat was enough to get her riled up.
"I’ll be giving you a first hand experience of what it feels like fighting a knight who uses a mount as their combat tactics" Saying that, Reinhardt extended his hand and slowly muttered—
"[Divine Beast Summoning] Greater Tier: ..."
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Three days later, in the middle of a forest, an area that was previously lush green with trees and scenic views, now spoke of the destruction that ensued here.
Ground torn open with deep, jagged sword marks, some stretching dozens of feet, trees lie cleaved in perfect halves, and soil, shredded and scorched, as if the sharpness didn’t just cut, they erased.
Craters mark dotted the land, flattening everything. In the middle of the devastation, inside a large gouge so deep that it looked like something tried to claw the very forest in pieces, the figure of Zerina could be seen panting.
"Un, you are ready. If it’s the current you, then you will be fine."
Sitting on a log, cleanly bisected, Reinhardt gave his honest assessment. Three days of training had changed Zerina quite a bit. Now, not only her aura, but the very person looked quite different than when she came to the forest.
There was now a more primal kind of energy mixed within the aura she naturally released.
"Shall we head back?"
Although there was part of him who wanted to train a little longer with her to see the true limit of her talent, they were out of time. He told and taught her everything that he knew about aerial fighting.
Now it was all up to her. Of course, she was not the only one who benefited from this exchange; Reinhardt, too got to learn a lot. More importantly, he got the chance to try the aerial combat that he never did after reincarnating into this world.
"A moment. I am drenched in sweat and dirt. I can’t go like this for the Exhibition Match".
"That’s true, if I am not wrong, there is a lake north of here in this forest. You can wash up there. I’ll get Anastasia to find you a new set of clothes for you till then."
The clothes that Zerina was wearing right now had become quite dirty and worn out. What’s more, given the occasion, it was only right for their knight order to provide her one.
The two agreed, and Reinhardt teleported back to their mansion in the capital. After a while, he returned back with a new set of clothes.
"Is she still by the lake?"
Not finding her at their training spot, Reinhardt made his way over to the lake. And there she was washing herself by the shore. Her long, black hair, slicked with water, cascaded down her smooth back like a silken waterfall.
Droplets clung to her creamy skin, tracing the curves of her body as if in reverence. The morning air was crisp and the water cold, causing the nipples from her voluptuous breasts to stand erect.
As a level 8 warrior she possessed a perfect hourglass like body that was the dream and fantasy of countless man. Her curves were plump and shapely, dripping with sexual allure and heroic aura.