Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1191 The Winged King

——You bastard just want to fuck me!
Ai Hua was immediately embarrassed and annoyed.

For some reason, he felt like a noble lady or princess being harassed by rude mercenaries from a foreign race...

Besides, there are no wild sheep and fish in this desert. Aren’t they all raised by people?
What you see is your own, right?

"How is it, my lord?"

The red-haired chief looked at Aiwass eagerly, his eyes so hot that they seemed to melt Aiwass: "I don't think I am ugly - in the eyes of human aesthetics. I have several human lovers who praised my beauty and passion. I can feel that you must have glanced at me several times just now, right?"

She said this while puffing out her chest with pride.

It was larger in scale than Haena, comparable to Cardinal Matilda’s.

This harpy was at least a head taller than Haena, and even as tall as Aiwass. Her breasts were truly bigger than her head.

"…That's because, although I've read about the customs of the harpy people in books, I was still somewhat surprised when I saw them for the first time."

Aiwass coughed lightly and added, "The guy I met last time was still wearing his coat when he saw me."

"Oh, Celeno? She's my sister, we have the same mother. Don't you notice that we look a bit alike?"

At this point, the rude harpy chief finally introduced himself: "By the way, my name is Erlo - you can just call me by my name. Sorry, I forgot to mention my name. We don't really pay much attention to names, especially when we are from other tribes. When we address people, we usually use the most famous name... For example, not many people would call Celeno by her name. Instead, they would say 'Ero's sister' or 'Harpy's daughter'."

The chieftain named Erlo briefly defended himself, staring at Aiwass intently, smiling: "Do you want to talk to me? Of course, of course... You can talk as long as you want, handsome and great lord. I have heard that you are a compassionate person, and today it seems that you are indeed so!"

——What are you talking about? I didn't say anything, but you just looked at me and said I was compassionate... Do I look compassionate?
Aiwass was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Although the harpy men like the bloodline of the strong, this great chief is too humble... It feels like there is nothing to talk about and he just brags without knowing what to say.

There are many good masters who have rested in peace, but the harpy people don’t seem to respect them much... After all, good masters first need to be adaptable to the Path of Dusk, which means that they must be a race and individuals who care about death and pay attention to memories and remembrances.

So the good master is usually a human, with a small chance of being a lizardman or snakeman, but trolls and harpy races are unlikely to become good masters. However, due to the special body structure of harpy people, they are least likely to die of starvation or thirst - if they are hungry, they will catch a sheep or fish, and if they are thirsty, they will find a river to drink some water.

What, sheep and fish are raised by free people? River water is a gift from the good Lord?

——That’s none of my business. I’ll fly away after eating and drinking.

A river is so long, it is impossible for it to be filled with people. They just leave after eating, and there is no trace left, and we don’t even know who did it... As long as they are not caught in the face, eating a bite and leaving will not cause any big trouble.

These harpy-bodies have no desire for power and, like the trolls, eat almost all other species. They cannot unite slaves - even escaped slaves might be captured and eaten by passing harpy-bodies. Therefore, although the harpy-bodies persist in adhering to the principle of zero-dollar purchases, they have never been wiped out by good masters.

After all, even a good lord is afraid that his city will be hated by these eagle-mankinds.

They definitely can't break in, and the good master definitely won't starve to death. However, all kinds of rare resources can only be delivered through trade between city-states and cargo from outside. If you really offend the harpies, you won't be able to survive for long if you are surrounded by guerrilla warfare.

Unlike the rebels, who at least marched on the ground and had a base, the harpy flew everywhere, invisible and impossible to catch. Their nests might be high sand dunes or mines. They could just put their eggs in their arms and run away without any burden.

This is a race that is even more rogue than the goblins. Only in the Kingdom of Horus are the harpies more cultured and respectable.

Because of this, Aiwass doesn't want to offend them.

But thinking of this, Aiwas suddenly had an idea and vaguely realized something. A fifth-level chief shouldn't be so servile, as if he had never seen a man before...

"Ero," Aiwass asked, "Am I good-looking in your eyes?"

"You are the most beautiful human being I have ever seen."

Chief Erlo immediately said with great certainty: "No, not only humans - even elves are not as good-looking as you!"

...That shouldn't be the case.

Aiwass knew that he was handsome, but if you were to say "most" handsome... it was probably just the average level of an elf. At least few people in the Church had ever praised or paid attention to his appearance. And the rest of the compliments felt like "Whose kitten is so cute?", more or less polite and exaggerated.

unless……

There is another possibility here.

Huan Tiansi's appearance may have been very consistent with the aesthetic taste of the Winged Clan back then.

According to Aiwas's previous investigation and research, Amber is most likely the lover of Huan Tiansi back then... Amber herself is from the winged tribe, and Lucifer once had a very good relationship with Huan Tiansi.

The only surviving Winged Ones are basically the Harpy lineage. They are the degraded Winged One bloodline, but if the tradition of the Harpy is correct—that is, the strength of the bloodline determines the survival rate of the offspring, then it is very likely that their strength itself is also related to the degree of atavism.

That being the case...

As Aiwas thought about it, six white wings suddenly popped out from behind him.

At that moment, Chief Erlo's pupils trembled violently.

The overwhelming power of authority made her kneel down on the ground without hesitation, tears streaming down her face in an instant.

It was a call from instinct, a worship from deep in the blood, and an irrepressible ecstasy——

She didn't even know why she did this. Deep down in her heart, there was a voice teaching her to obey all of Aiwas's orders.

It is just like obedience to the mother and the chief, even higher than obedience to the mother and the chief!

But she herself... is already the Great Chief! Now she is the highest of this race, who could be higher than her?

Erlo felt at a loss.

“…Is that so?”

Aiwass sighed, feeling somewhat disappointed. He did not feel too much joy, but only felt that the burden on his shoulders had become heavier.

That was the gift Lucifer gave him, the legacy of his former best friend.

[Devotion - Wings of Gospel: The six wings are the mark of the King of Winged Ones. Spread the white wings of gospel, and the priority of using any extraordinary power on the winged ones is +1; you can use the ability "Paradise Lost"]

The Winged King...

——The eagle-man can be considered the remaining branch of the winged beings!
(End of this chapter)