Bride of the Great Demon King

The harpies are always accustomed to building their lairs on cliffs.

Although they usually hunt in groups, they live together in family units.The harpies are very loyal to love and often do not change their partners throughout their lives.They are oviparous like other feathers, laying two to three eggs each time, and the incubation period is about one and a half to two years.

During incubation, both parents must provide the egg with an uninterrupted supply of dark elements until the chick hatches.If one partner dies within this time, the eggs will often fail to hatch due to lack of energy.Of course, there is another very rare situation, that is, the remaining party no longer hunts or eats, and stays in the nest to pass all the energy to the next generation wholeheartedly.Even so, there is a high probability that he will die of exhaustion before the chick hatches.

It was a blustery afternoon.Everything looks so good for dark creatures!The sky is gray and the rock walls are icy cold.Vultures wandered among the cliffs, trying to find some leftover carrion from the harpy.

In an abandoned nest under a steep rock wall, a white bird egg that should have been dead suddenly moved.With a crisp clicking sound, a black crack soon appeared on the beautiful egg shell.Then, a pure white chick came out.

There are no living things around.

The purple skin on the face of the newly born little Harpy is still wrinkled.He raised his head suspiciously and glanced at the sky between the rocks.

Why is the person who gave himself warm energy before coming out of the shell not here?

He lowered his head and combed his feathers.

"Everyone, come and see! There is a super ugly guy here!"

A passing young male stopped in midair and let out a screech.Birds quickly gathered above the abandoned nest.

"White feathers! My God! I will never admit that he is a harpy!"

"Couldn't he be the illegitimate child of someone and a sacred creature? It's so ugly!"

The surrounding discussions became more and more noisy, and a few harpy beasts with malicious intentions even purposely flew past the newborn chick quickly, blowing him to and fro with the wind brought by their wings.

"The chick of my family should have learned to fly as soon as it was born. I think he should be given a test to prove that he is not a descendant of those inferior birds." A gray-haired male Harpy explain.

The disgraced chicks were quickly led to the edge of the nest.

"Jump down, and if you can fly, we will recognize you as one of us," said the Harpy to him.

The chick glanced at the row of stern-faced fellows suspended in mid-air, then turned around and jumped down resolutely.His body was falling rapidly, and he could even see the white bones at the bottom of the cliff.Suddenly, the wind swirled around him, and the immature wings spread out involuntarily.A blue magic pattern flashed across his cheek.The wind wrapped around his wings quickly lifted his body and flew him in the direction he wanted to go.

Is this what it feels like to fly?

After gliding in a small circle around the valley, the chick flapped its wings and returned to the nest where it was born.

"Well, you may stay," said the Harpy. "We must give him a name."

"Siren."

"What?" The eagle-faced beast raised its voice, as if it was very displeased that its words were interrupted.

The chick shrank its neck and explained in a low voice: "I already have a name, and my name is Siren." He remembered that when he was still in the egg, the person outside who gave him energy called him "Siren" , wait for me here. When I lose my pursuers, I will come and take you back."

That voice was pleasant to the ear, even through the thick eggshell, it still made him yearn for it.

"Well, Siren, you can live in this den until the day you leave the nest. Someone will send you food every day, and you must clean the nest for others in return. When you grow up to seven months, you will You must leave us and go to a place that truly belongs to you." Finally, the Harpy made a final decision.

Although allowed to live in the tribe's territory, the siren is constantly ridiculed and excluded by his kind because of his distinctive feather color.They whipped him with their wings, tossed him like a ball of fluff, and even made things difficult for him by dumping his portion of food into a gas-filled canyon for him to go down and pick up.

If only I could have black feathers too...

This is the wish that the little harpy thinks about the most, although he knows that it is impossible to realize.

He grew up day by day, and when he was seven months old, he looked like a beautiful boy with white hair and purple eyes.Still, the planned eviction came on time.

Under the surveillance of his fellow clansmen, he flew towards the outskirts of the clan's territory.After flying for three days and three nights in a row, the adult harpies who escorted him sprinkled a handful of stray powder on him, and walked away.

Never go back.

The little harpy hid behind a rock and wept.He is too weak, and the strength of his whole body can't even release a complete wind blade.Let alone a girl who hunts humans, it is very difficult for him to find some food that can satisfy his hunger.

In the end, the hungry Siren had to fly up a towering tree.Because he saw many beautiful white fruits on it.

"Huh? Where are you from?"

A person with four pairs of gorgeous black wings suddenly appeared in front of the little harpy.

"very hungry……"

The siren only had time to spit out a few syllables before fainting in the arms of the fallen angel.

"Is it really okay if I live here?" the little harpy asked anxiously.

"Haha, of course no problem! Terrence is actually a very lively person! When he was in Eden, he liked to watch us party. But we only have vegetarian food here, I hope you don't mind."

The eight-winged fallen angel who was teaching Siren to peel an apple with his claws and a dagger was named Thor, and the one who rescued him from starvation to the tree house that day was Terence.Both of them used to be sacrificial angels, but they fell because of the blood of the devil, and they are currently living in seclusion in this lush forest.

What a very, very beautiful black feather...

Thinking of Terence, Siren couldn't help but yearn for it.

"Do you need such a different treatment? My feathers are also black! I have never seen you drool at me!"

Sol's thoughts were broken, and the little harpy blushed immediately and couldn't speak.

"Okay, okay, Terrence is back, if you want to greet him, you'd better do it now!"

The little harpy immediately stumbled and ran out.He even forgot that he could move faster with his wings.

"Little Siren? You go in...Let Sol help me." The blood-soaked fallen angel said with difficulty.Behind him, six of four pairs of wings were broken.If it weren't for the support of willpower, he would hardly be able to get back here.

"Terence, what's wrong with you?" Sol, startled by the smell of blood, rushed up to support his companion.

"It's people from the Northern Bright Temple. It's no longer safe here. Although we've got rid of them for the time being, let's change places immediately!"

"Woo...Terence..." Siren couldn't help crying when he touched the blood on the fallen angel's wings.

"I'm fine. This injury will heal in a few days." The injured fallen angel comforted him.

"I'm afraid you don't have a few days left!" The brigade of paladins suddenly rushed out of the forest. "Hahahaha, the Pope's tracking tools are really useful! Die! Betrayer!" The paladin who led the team laughed and drew out his sword, pointing at the two fallen angels.

Looking at the dense line of clergymen, Terence and Saul couldn't help but suck in a breath of air.They looked at each other and knew that there was probably no chance of escape today.

"Little Siren, you go into the tree house first. Sol and I will come to you after we have settled the outside affairs. There is a hidden handle under the table in the tree house. You pull the handle and hide in the dark compartment below. "Terrence whispered, pinching the siren's wings lightly.

Then the two eight-winged fallen angels roared at the same time, and a large area of ​​dark corrosion magic overwhelmingly fell towards the tree.The little harpy was thrown to the door of their tree house by cleverness.

There was a loud shout of killing outside, and Siren found the secret handle with trembling paws, and just as he was about to pull up the secret door, he heard a familiar muffled cry.

It's Terrence!

Looking at the blood stains on the white feathers.The little harpy couldn't help but let out a mournful cry.

The treehouse was blown to pieces by a sudden burst of wind.

The huge white raptor soared into the sky, and quickly turned into a small dot in the sky under the paladin's dazed eyes.

"He wants to run away!"

Before a paladin could utter a cry, the white bird of prey plummeted down again.A terrifying force enough to make the soul tremble and a resounding cry instantly enveloped the entire forest.

All souls, except the two protected, were torn to pieces.

Then, everything fell silent.

Finally awakening the blood of the vulture in his body, the tall raptor with blue magic patterns on his face carefully placed the fallen angels who had fallen into a coma on a piece of soft grass.

"Well?"

Terrence woke up suddenly at the moment of being laid flat.The huge white wings in front of him made him feel as if he had returned to the Garden of Eden.

No, this pinnae is harder than the angel's, it looks like it's made of metal.

"Terrence, I have to go. My master has sent someone to pick me up." The adult Siren said, pointing to a smiling servant not far away.

"Little Siren?" The fallen angel finally saw the outline of the white-haired boy from the face of the person in front of him, "Do you want...to go?" Although the excessive blood loss made him feel dizzy, he was still a little reluctant to let go. Open the pinnae in your hand.

"Siren, Master Bailier is waiting for you."

"Well, I'll be right there."

...

If it wasn't for the metal white feather that was still held in his hand when he opened his eyes, Terence would almost have thought he was having a bizarre dream.He glanced at Sol who was breathing evenly beside him, and closed his eyes again.

There was the sound of the bumping carriage.

Bailiel: "Why did I ask you to pick up my mount, and you brought back two eight-winged fallen angels for me?"

Sean: "You can think of them as by-products of Lord Siren's special charm, Master Bairiel."

Bairiel: "Okay! The Eagle's Nest is pretty empty anyway."

The author has something to say: [End of Ugly Eagle]

Starring: Siren, Terence, Saul, Sean, Briel