The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress
Chapter 134: The weasal weasled in.

Chapter 134: The weasal weasled in.

Sigrid was no clueless fool, of course she knew what griffins ate but the bank was charging a steep price for magical herbs and fruits. Also, she had no way of explaining the background of the griffin to Roland if she just waved it out of thin air.

The lord mage’s jaw dropped open, he rubbed his eyes a few times and his heart swelled with joy at the sight of the young creature. The mage estate, all of Eldoria had only two griffins, one was old and dying. The other was middle aged and hostile, all had been brought as adults, captured after attacking a village.

Never before had he seen a young griffin so he was blown away when he saw the breathtaking creature with its golden fur and delicate wings. It was looking at him with curious round eyes that held just the slightest hostility.

He extended his hand and touched its fur, expecting it to peck or hiss but it surprised him by jumping onto his chest and nuzzling against it. "Hello, little one."

As if it was responding, the griffin chirped back at him and then returned to the table, poking its beak at at the breakfast plate.

"You must be hungry." he said.

Excited, he opened one of the drawers on a wide shelf behind his chair and returned with Lumina apples, Ember pears and starberries.

Carefully, he guided the little griffin, introducing it to its first meal in the real world. Sigrid watched quietly and she smiled, she thought to herself that she had made the right choice by bringing the griffin to the estate. The lord mage could be the equivalent of a dotting cat slave and raise it for her.

"Since you two are getting along well, I will leave Viper in your care, I have heard that you already have two other griffins here. It will be good for her to grow up with her own kind."

"Viper." The lord mage sounded the name. "Your highness, isn’t that a type of snake?"

"Does she look like a snake?" She retorted.

The lord mage shook his head to refute, the griffin was beautiful and had no resemblance to a snake. The name however was very disturbing.

"Err..she is a female. Why don’t we call her something that signifies beauty. Maybe Venus or Bella. Perhaps Zarina...." he carried the griffin and patted its head. "She looks like a Zarina."

"I would rather name her Belladonna, a beautiful but toxic flower."

On hearing her words, the lord mage lost his smile. Unaware of this, Sigrid continued on.

"Or Oleander, Aconite, Azalea, Mistrina, Datura...."

"All are poisonous your highness." he pointed out.

Sigrid laughed lightly. It was exactly what she desired. "I have no interest in a soft griffin, I need one that can kill and defend me. It is another reason why I brought it here, I want you to train it for me. I have a feeling that if I raise it personally my husband will turn it into a pet, a soft, spoiled pet because it looks like a little furry chick." She shook her head. "Can you believe that he brings his puppy to our bed?"

The lord mage nearly dropped Viper as her words took him by surprise. He was not expecting to hear about anything related to the bedroom affairs of the crown prince and princess. What she had said was not scandal worthy so he brushed it off.

He put Viper down, picked up some papers on his desk and pushed them towards Sigrid. "This is the number of babies that have been born with magic this month. One boy and six girls."

One of the papers had the names and other details of the children like weight, health status and family history.

"You were right, more females are born with magic than males. Nobody noticed because we were not keeping track."

Sigrid put the paper down and leaned back in the chair, ignoring the cat which was trying to rub against her legs.

"We need to find a way to increase the numbers. Have you done any more research into an awakening potion? If pregnant women drink it, the odds of babies being born with magic are fifty-fifty."

She took a look at the second paper as she waited for the lord mage to respond.

"I have broken my back in the lab for a month researching it and come up with something that could work. This is something we should probably discuss with the king however, in my opinion.

An awakening potion sounds like the answer to some of our problems but if it has side effects or someone takes it and cries foul, we should be covered. A royal stamp of approval from the king is the cover which we need."

Sigrid raised her eyes from the paper which had images of a an electric fan that run on magic.

"If this goes to the king, it will got to the royal court and be debated about. After the debate the matter will be rolled out to the public which will be followed by a vote.

It will take us a month or three if we go through the normal channels. I say we skip that part and just start human testing."

"Or we do both." The lord mage countered.

"Fine, do both." Sigrid quickly approved as she did not want to spend the rest of the morning debating on the matter. "What are these?"

She raised the paper and showed him images of the modern electric fan, rice cooker, and a fridge. "Someone has been feeding you with ideas. Are you cheating on me?"

These were all modern ideas, things that no mage on this continent could have drawn or come up with. They were some of the things that Emmah had introduced to Eldoria and beyond.

The lord mage rolled his eyes for Sigrid sounded ridiculous. "You make it sound as if we are having an affair!"

"A magical affair." she laughed heartily.

He shook his head and replied, "These were handed in by Emmah Windrider. She added notes explaining how each device worked."

As he explained, he looked for the notes and gave them to Phoebe who raised her eyebrows. They were not just notes, it was an academic paper written on the fusion of magic and modern technology.

"I must admit that the ideas are brilliant." The lord mage admitted,

"Dammit." Phoebe muttered.

She checked on his loyalty, it was still with her but nevertheless, his praise for Emmah’s brilliantly written paper made her unhappy.

"I guarded the chicken coop tightly but the weasel still still weaseled itself in."

Without hesitating, she ripped the paper in half and a flame erupted from her hands, burning it all to ashes. The lord mage scrambled to save it but it was all in vain.

"Did you have to do that?" he croaked sadly.

"There can only be one queen mage." Sigrid told him. "And these impressive inventions of hers, other mages and my own brother Elowin have already thought of. You can take a look at the board of ideas and you will see."

She had given Elowin different designs that did not look like modern ones. Ideas that she got from the library in the bank.

"Really!" the lord mage exclaimed.

She nodded. "I think she is plagiarizing the work of other mages." She suggested, whispering extravagantly.

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