——Your mom just wants to fuck me!

Aivas was immediately embarrassed.

For some reason, he had no idea that a noble lady or a princess was harassed by a rude mercenary from a different race...

And there are no wild sheep and fish in this desert. Are they all raised by others?

What you see is yours, right!

"How is it, sir?"

The red-haired chief looked at Evas eagerly, his eyes as if he was about to melt Evas: "I think I should not be ugly - in human aesthetics. I have several human lovers who praise me for my beauty and enthusiasm. I can feel that your eyes just now should have been swept several times, right?"

As she said that, she proudly raised her chest.

That was larger than Kainna, comparable to Cardinal Matilda.

And this harpie was at least one head taller than Haina, and was even about the same height as Evas. It was a real chest that was bigger than the head.

"...That's because, although I have seen the custom of eagle in the book, I am still a little surprised when I see it for the first time."

Aivas coughed lightly and added: "The one I met last time was still wearing a coat when I met me."

"Oh, Seleno? She's my sister, we have the same mother. Didn't you find that we look a little like this?"

Speaking of this, the rude geek chief finally introduced himself: "By the way, my name is Erlo - you can call me my name directly. Sorry, I didn't remember that I had to report my name. We actually don't pay much attention to names, especially foreign tribes. When we call our tribe, we usually follow the most famous one... For example, Seleno, there will be no people calling her name at all, but they will say 'Ero's sister' and 'Habbi's daughter'."

The great chief named Elo made a simple defense for himself, looked at Evas intently, and smiled: "Do you want to talk to me? Of course, of course...it's okay for as long as you want to talk to, a handsome and great good Lord. I have heard that you are a merciful person, and today it seems that it is true!"

——What are you? I didn’t say anything, you just glanced at me and said I was very compassionate...Is it because I look very compassionate?

Aivas couldn't hold back for a moment.

Although the hawks like the bloodline of the strong, this great chief was too ruthless... He felt like he had nothing to say and was joking wildly without knowing what he said.

There are also many good masters who rest in peace, and they have not seen how much eagle people respect these good masters... After all, good masters first need adaptability to the path of dusk, which means that they must be races and individuals who care about death and pay attention to memories and souvenirs.

Therefore, the good Lord is usually a human, and there is a small probability that it may be a lizard man or a snake man, but the wild races such as trolls and hawks cannot become good Lords. But because of the special body structure of the hawks, they are least likely to be starved to death or to die of thirst. When they are hungry, they will catch a sheep and catch a fish, and when they are thirsty, they will find a river to drink a few sips of water.

What, sheep and fish are raised by the free people? The river water is the gift of the good Lord?

——What does that matter to me? I flew away after eating and drinking.

A river is so long, it is impossible to be full of people. You can leave after eating, and you can't even catch the traces, and you don't even know who did it... As long as you don't ride in front of others and you're found out, you can leave with just one bite and leave.

These hawks have no desire for power. At the same time, like trolls, they eat almost all other species and cannot unite slaves. Even the escaped slaves may be captured and eaten by passing hawks. Therefore, although the hawks persist in adhering to the zero-yuan purchase principle, they have never been wiped out by the good master.

After all, even the good Lord is afraid that his city will be held resentful by these hawks.

They will definitely not be able to fight in, and the good Lord will definitely not starve to death. However, all kinds of rare resources can only be delivered by trade between the city-states and freight from outside. If they really offend the harps, they will not be able to hold on for long by being beaten in circles.

Unlike the rebels, the rebels at least marched on the ground and had bases. The hawks flew everywhere, and they couldn't see them or even catch them. Perhaps the so-called nest was a relatively tall sand dune or mine. They held the eggs in their arms and ran away without any burden.

This is a more rogue race than goblins. Only in the Kingdom of Horus, the hawks are more cultural and decent.

Because of this, Aivas didn't want to offend them very much.

But thinking of this, Aivas suddenly had an idea and vaguely realized something.

The fifth-level chief shouldn't have licked dogs like this, just like never seeing a man...

"Ero," Aivas asked, "in your aesthetic sense, am I very good-looking?"

"You are the best-looking human I've ever seen."

Chief Erlo immediately said with great certainty: "No, it's not just humans - even elves, they are not as good-looking as you!"

...that probably won't be.

Aivas knew that he was handsome, but if he wanted to say "most"... it was probably the average level of an elf. At least not many people in the church country praised or paid attention to his appearance. And the remaining part of the praise felt like "Whose kitten is so cute", with some politeness and exaggeration.

unless……

There is another possibility here.

The appearance of Huantiansi may have been very consistent with the aesthetics of the Winged Clan back then.

According to Avas' previous investigation and research, Amber is very likely to be Huantiansi's lover back then... Amber itself is the Winged Clan, and Lucifer, who once had a good relationship with Huantiansi.

The winged clan that still survives today is basically the only one in the Eagle. They are deteriorated winged bloodlines, but if the veil tradition is correct - that is, the strength of the bloodline determines the survival rate of offspring, it is very likely that their strength itself is related to the degree of rebirth.

That's the case...

Aivas thought, and six white wings popped up behind him.

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

The great power of authority made her kneel to the ground without hesitation, and she burst into tears in an instant.

It is a call from instinct, a worship deep in the blood, and an unsuppressible ecstasy-

She didn't even know why she was doing this, and there was a voice deep down in her heart teaching her to obey all the commands of Aivas.

Just like obedience to mother and chief, it is even higher than the obedience sequence to mother and chief!

But she herself... is already the chief! Now she is the supreme of this race, who will be taller than her?

Erlo felt a sense of confusion.

“…is it true.”

Aivas sighed, feeling a little sad. He didn't feel much joy, but felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier.

That was the gift given to him by Lucifer, the legacy of his former close friend.

[Dedication - Wings of the Gospel: Six Wings are the mark of the king of the Winged. Expand the White Wings of the Gospel, and you will use any extraordinary power to the Winged One to prioritize +1; you can use the ability "Paradise Lost"]

The King of Wings...
Chapter completed!