The large army of the Minotaur was still on the way to Oufu, although there was a way for the swamp army, but after all, it was not a short road to cross the large swamp wasteland of Titalia to reach Oufu, but the harpy had only taken a few days to reach it with the superiority of the air.

There weren't many harpies in the first battle of Othello, except for the chief Basiler, only a few dozen warriors escaped the purgatory paradise, fortunately, there were still some old, weak, sick and hundreds of eggs in the nest, all of them arrived in Ofu under the leadership of the chief of Lothello.

"Chief Basilre, what do you think of our place, are we arranging it for you?" said Lord Porugan, triumphantly pointing to the cliff ahead. This is the shady side of a rocky mountain outside the city of Ofu, and some platforms have been carved out of it to put the materials for the nest, and the harpy will arrange it herself.

"It's okay, thank you. The Harpy Chief nodded.

Lord Porugan grinned, patted Basiler on the waist affectionately, and said, "Don't thank me. It was the Lord of Sedros who arranged it for you, and the lizardmen dug it for you. I'm just a leader. ”

Five short, thick fingers slid across the skin around her waist, and Basiler's body couldn't help but stiffen, but she couldn't help it, and didn't pull out the two knives at her waist and cut them off.

If there were humans in other places who dared to make such a move, the only fate would be to be torn into a pile of pieces, but this is Oufu, although the head of this dwarf can be chopped off with a single knife, but the knives in the hands of the two werewolf guards not far away will definitely not be slower than hers.

In addition to the giant flying beast of the bipedal wyvern, the whole Oufu also shocked these birds who rarely stepped out of the ground, especially those who were well-equipped and had an orderly system that was not inferior to that of the church swordsman. This made the Harpy Chieftain, who had always been arrogant and undisciplined, hate humans to the core, and had to suppress his disgust when facing this dwarf.

"I've heard that you've been copied by the Church in Negan's hometown. Someone burned it with a forbidden spell scroll, didn't it?" asked Lord Porugan with a smile and a self-righteous expression and voice.

Basil Lei blackened his face and did not speak.

Mistress Porugan continued to laugh as if he was nervous, "But don't worry, I'm sure I'm much more comfortable living here than Negan." I've heard that your leader, High Priest Tima, seems to be a genius that the Minotaurs have rarely seen in a hundred years. Not only is he a genius of earth magic, but his mind is also extremely smart......"

Basiler couldn't help but turn around and say, "Tima is the leader of the Minotaurs, and it has nothing to do with us. ”

"Isn't the Banshee a vassal of the Minotaurs?" said Lord Porugan.

"It's not. Basillei screamed. "Oh, it's not bad. Lord Porugan smiled silly. "You're together now, anyway. As long as you follow High Priest Tima, you must be right......"

If you hadn't followed him, how could you have ended up like this? Are you dead dwarf finding fault? It took a lot of effort for Basiler not to roar out, and then he grabbed the hateful dwarf twice, but his teeth were already rattling. The harpies have never had the habit of holding back their anger. It's very rare to be able to endure it to such an extent.

Lord Porugan was still smiling, and the smile on that big pie-like face seemed to be very honest and unnerving, and even those bull's eyes looked so ridiculous. "Let's have a good chat again, we will have more time to cooperate in the future, and we need to get to know each other......"

"You should learn to be patient, Chengfu, you know?"

that night. When Basillei and the High Priest of Tima were together, the High Priest said to her very solemnly. He could see that Basil's expression was different from his usual expression, and he was a little angry and strange.

This was to be expected by the High Priest of Tima. He was well aware of Basil Lei's temper, High Priest Tima, and such a temper was undoubtedly not suitable for other races. In fact, all the creatures under Negan, except for the black elves, have no scheming and calculation, rude, barbaric and simple. While Moriel's presence was the biggest factor, this difference in scheming was one of the reasons why the weak Black Elves were able to rule Negan. Before coming to Orfu, the High Priestess had been a little worried that the Harpy's simple and impulsive personality would be a little troublesome.

"You mean you want me to learn from those treacherous humans?" Basiler looked at High Priest Tima with a strange look.

"It's not the time to be in Negan. The current environment is different, so we must adapt to the environment and learn to adapt to the new environment. I know you've always looked down on the hypocrisy and snobbery of human beings, but I'll tell you that it's not despicable and undesirable. It's an ability. ”

High Priest Tima seldom spoke so much to anyone, and never taught anyone like this, and the Minotaur did not like to share his own things with others, but he now wanted to be like a patient teacher teaching his students. Although the Harpy Clan doesn't have much left, they are also his only true allies at the moment.

"In order to achieve the ultimate long-term goal, resist the impulse to give up what should be given up, and control your emotions. It's an ability. It is a far more powerful and useful ability than the ability on the **, and it is the ability necessary to achieve great things. What despises this vile hypocrisy, and prides himself on some pure blood, that is the reason for the weak to excuse themselves and be self-righteous. Basil Lei's expression distorted, and he looked at the Minotaur Chieftain, his long-time companion, with a very strange look, then sighed, nodded and said, "I understand." ”

High Priest Tima couldn't help but nod slowly and breathed a sigh of relief. He doesn't have many cards in his hand now, and every card needs to be grasped and used well. "The situation is that Cedras needs us, so we can settle in Ofo. In their eyes, we are just tools, because we are outsiders after all, so we must be more united. ”

"Cedros is certainly not at ease with us, and I suspect that he wants to completely annex our two people, so we must be especially careful as clan leaders to stay together as much as possible in any situation. High Priest Tima sighed heavily, and reached out her broad palm to pat the Harpy Chieftain's much thinner shoulder. "I know I'm to blame for where we're now, so please forgive me. ”

"You ......" Basiler's expression was strange, probably because she had never seen such a warm and humble expression and wording from this ally. The strength of the harpy and the minotaur is not at all comparable, although the two clans are allies, but it is always the high priest of Tima who gives orders.

"The situation is very difficult now, and we should be united and in this together. High Priest Tima was satisfied, which showed that her heart was very touched.

"The strength of our two races cannot be independent, we must rely on Oufu. In this case, the spiritual beliefs and cohesion of our two races are the most important conditions to ensure that we will not be swallowed up by Oufu, so the identity of the two of us is very important. Cedrus understands this, of course, too, so I'm a little worried that he'll take a turn on the two of us, but luckily the Church and Orfu are at war, and he doesn't dare to risk letting us go. But in any case, we must be careful not to show the slightest outrageous attempt, and we must not leave them with any leverage. ”

"What we need is time, to get acquainted with this city, as long as the orcs here fully accept us, and slowly establish our status and prestige. We have a chance, you know, neither humans nor orcs have a long lifespan, and Cedros is old............"

High Priest Tima patiently explained to Basil Lei, inducing, and slowly instilling in her these things that she didn't understand and wasn't good at. The Harpy Chief listened carefully, with a thoughtful and confused look on her face from time to time. High Priest Tima was not in a hurry, he knew that Basil Rei was not stupid. Regarding scheming and scheming, it won't be a big problem if she wasn't good at it before, as long as she is induced to have this habit and way, she will slowly become familiar with it, get used to it, and become sophisticated. This is actually like an untrained boy and girl, as long as they are induced to experience it once, they don't have to worry about the rest. The ** of itself will show them the way.

Early the next morning, the two men brought the words of Cedros, and today the lord of the city invited them to visit the cultivated fields at the edge of the swamp.

Riding on the bipedal wyvern, the two soon came to the edge of the swamp, a large orderly expanse of forest leaning against the swamp, but it was strange that there were no orcs busy in the fields, and Cedrus waited alone.

After a short greeting, Cedelus smiled and said to the two, "Actually, the main purpose of coming here today is to invite you to meet someone. Please follow me. ”

After a little hesitation, Tima followed Cedros into the swampy woods, and before they had gone far, they saw a man.

It's a dead man. It was a dead man with a beaten head and multiple scars on his body. Quite a few flies are watching and crawling on it.