The Shepherds Are Dense – Chapter 1194

Chapter 1191
King of Winged Ones
“You want to f*** me!”
Eivass was ashamed and angry.
For some reason, he felt like a noble young lady or Princess Isabel being harassed by a rough mercenary from an alien race…
Besides, where were the wild sheep and fish in this desert? They were all raised by others!
What he saw belonged to him, right!
“How is it, my lord?”
The red-haired Great Chieftain looked at Eivass eagerly, her eyes so hot they seemed to melt him. “I don’t think I’m that ugly—by human standards. I have a few human lovers who have praised my beauty and passion. I can feel that your gaze has swept over me several times just now, right?”
As she spoke, she proudly puffed out her chest.
It was larger in scale than Haina’s, comparable to Cardinal Matilda’s.
This Harpy was at least a head taller than Haina, and even about as tall as Eivass. It was a chest that was literally bigger than her head.
“…That’s because, although I’ve read about the customs of the Harpies in books, I was a little surprised to see one for the first time.”
Eivass coughed and added, “The last one I met was wearing a coat when she saw me.”
“Oh, Seleno? She’s my sister, we have the same mother. Didn’t you notice we look a bit alike?”
At this point, the rough Harpy Great Chieftain finally introduced herself. “By the way, my name is Erlo—you can call me by my name. Sorry, I forgot to report my name. We don’t really value names, especially among outsiders. When we refer to our own people, we usually use the most famous one… For example, very few people call Seleno by her name; instead, they say ‘Erlo’s sister’ or ‘Harpy’s daughter.'”
The Great Chieftain named Erlo briefly defended herself, staring intently at Eivass with a wide smile. “Would you like to chat with me? Of course, of course… We can chat for as long as you want, handsome and great Lord. I’ve heard for a long time that you are a merciful person, and it seems to be true today!”
—True about what? I didn’t say anything, and you called me merciful just by looking at me… Do I look merciful?
Eivass was somewhat unable to maintain his composure.
Although Harpies liked the bloodlines of the strong, this Great Chieftain was a bit too much… It felt like she was desperately trying to chat and gushing about him because she didn’t know what else to say.
There were many Lords of Anxi, yet the Harpies didn’t show them much respect… After all, Lords first needed Adaptability to the Twilight Path, which meant they had to be races and individuals who particularly cared about death, memories, and reminiscing.
So Lords were usually Humans, and rarely Lizardmen or Snake People. But Goblins and Harpies, being impulsive races, could not become Lords. However, due to the Harpies’ special physical structure, they were the least likely to starve or die of thirst—they could catch a sheep or a fish if they were hungry, and drink from a river if they were thirsty.
What, sheep and fish are raised by Free People? River water is the gift of a Lord?
—What does that have to do with me? I fly away after I eat and drink.
A river is so long; it’s impossible for it to be full of people. You eat and leave; you can’t even catch a trace. You don’t even know who did it… As long as you don’t get caught red-handed, what big trouble can you get into by taking a bite and leaving?
These Harpies also had no desire for power, and like Trolls, they ate almost all other species. They also couldn’t unite slaves—in fact, escaped slaves might be caught and eaten by passing Harpies. Therefore, even though Harpies consistently adhered to the “free shopping” principle, they had never been purged by the Lords.
After all, even Lords were afraid of their cities being resented by these Harpies.
They definitely couldn’t break in, and the Lords definitely wouldn’t starve. However, various rare resources had to be transported through trade between City-states and external cargo. If they truly offended the Harpies, they wouldn’t last long with their hit-and-run tactics.
Unlike rebels, rebels at least marched on the ground and had bases. Harpies could fly anywhere, be unseen and uncatchable. Maybe their nests were just a high sand dune or a mine, and they could grab their eggs and run without any burden.
They were a more rogue race than Goblins. Only in the Kingdom of Horus were Harpies more cultured and decent.
Because of this, Eivass didn’t want to offend them too much.
But as he thought of this, Eivass suddenly had an idea, vaguely realizing something.
A Great Chieftain of the Fifth Tier shouldn’t be so subservient, as if she had never seen a man…
“Erlo,” Eivass asked, “In your aesthetic standards, am I good-looking?”
“You are the most handsome Human I have ever seen,”
Great Chieftain Erlo said immediately and with absolute certainty. “No, not just Humans—even Elves are not as beautiful as you!”
…That shouldn’t be the case.
Eivass knew he was handsome, but to say “the most”… He was probably just at the average level of an Elf. At least in the Church, very few people had praised or paid attention to his appearance. The other praises felt like “Oh, how cute is that little kitten,” with a bit of politeness and exaggeration.
Unless…
There was another possibility here.
The appearance of the Ring Heavenly Envoy might have perfectly matched the aesthetic standards of the Winged Ones back then.
And according to Eivass’s previous investigations and research, Amber was very likely the lover of the Ring Heavenly Envoy… Amber herself was a Winged One, and Lucifer, who was once very close to the Ring Heavenly Envoy.
The surviving Winged Ones now were basically only the Harpy lineage. They were deteriorated Winged Ones, but if the Harpies’ traditions were correct—that is, bloodline strength determined the survival rate of offspring—then their power might also be related to the degree of atavism.
If so…
Eivass’s heart stirred, and six pure white wings suddenly sprang from his back.
In that instant, Great Chieftain Erlo’s pupils trembled violently.
The immense power of Authority made her kneel without hesitation, tears streaming down her face in an instant.
It was a call from instinct, a worship from the depths of her bloodline, an uncontrollable ecstasy—
She didn’t even know why she was doing this; a voice deep inside her heart was telling her to obey all of Eivass’s commands.
It was like obeying her mother and chieftain, even higher in the order of obedience!
But she herself… was already a Great Chieftain! She was now the supreme being of this race, so who could be higher than her?
Erlo felt a sense of bewilderment.
“…As I thought.”
Eivass sighed, somewhat dejected. He didn’t feel much joy, only that the burden on his shoulders had increased.
It was a gift from Lucifer, the legacy of a past close friend.
[Devotion – Wings of the Gospel: Six wings are the mark of the King of Winged Ones. When you unfold the white wings of the Gospel, your priority for using any Extraordinary Power on Winged Ones is +1; you can use the ability “Paradise Lost.”]
King of Winged Ones…
—Harpies are also a remnant of the Winged Ones!