Next day.
We arrived at the rock's ledge.
The carriage usually can't reach this place, but I used magic to forcefully transfer it on top of the ledge.
On the first day, the armadillo was wary of the smell of griffons, and refused to move.
Looking at this, we might have to leave it at the Bazaar instead.
While I was thinking that, Gisu fed it meat from a griffon we defeated, and the armadillo suddenly felt something.
From the second day forth that heavy body started to move forward full of spirit.
Looks like it's a training method that an old friend from a Magic Race taught him.
Take down his predator in front and feed it the meat, and it'll naturally feel like being part of something stronger than its natural enemies, something like that.
I ask him whether the old friend was someone lizard-faced. He replied as expected of Senpai to know this and laughed.