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"Ah, it's a witch of our clan, and she can help you find the location of anyone or anything through divination," the Harpy said confidently to Rog, "Of course, the Shadow Fortress is not a problem. ”

"Sounds like a good suggestion, but are you sure it's not a ruse for you to escape?" asked Rog as he dragged the Harpy's ankle to his side.

"It's not the first time I've worked with you, has I?" said the Harpy, shaking her wings impatiently, "At most, I'm just trying to pass on your troubles to others, and I don't think I can run away when it comes to escaping." ”

"That's true. Rogge smiled and looked back at the little owl on his shoulder, then said to the harpy, "Alright then, we'll trust you once, and hopefully we can work together as happily as we did last time." ”

"Wait a minute, there's something I want to warn you about......" The harpy patted Rog's hand with one of her wings and said, "I'll have no problem taking you there, but whether the witch is willing to help you or not is not up to me, the witch won't listen to me, you have to talk to her yourself." ”

"I've thought about it, I'm pretty good at dealing with witches. Rogge smiled unhurriedly, straightened up and picked up the Harpy, allowing her to sit on one of his shoulders while grabbing one of her ankles with his hand.

"Why do you want the birdgirl to sit on your shoulder?" the little furball lay on Rogge's other shoulder, pouting and asking dissatisfiedly: "She is so heavy, she has crooked your shoulders, I feel so uncomfortable leaning like this!"

"You know it's uncomfortable, so why don't you hurry?" Rog turned his head and squinted his eyebrows to stare at the little furball, who looked up at him for a moment, and suddenly understood what he meant, and chanted a spell to make the harpy as small as himself.

Rog asked her to sit on his shoulder with the Harpy, with the little furball guarding the Harpy, and then led them back to the headquarters of the two Imperial Regiments, where he found Antonio and told him what had happened.

Antonio was both surprised and amused to hear that Rogge had caught the Harpy again, and after listening to the results of Rog's discussion with the Harpy, he nodded approvingly and said, "In that case, let's do this, and set off to find the Harpy Witch now." ”

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to take so many humans to witches. The Harpy sat beside the little furball and looked at the human camps around the campfires and said, "Witch, she doesn't like so many humans near her dwelling, maybe she'll have someone beat you out." ”

"We don't want to fight her," Antonio asked, staring at the shrunken Harpy, "and in your opinion, who should we send, and only Rogge with you?"

"There are only two or three people at most, and the witch doesn't like too many people to disturb her, and if you upset her, not only will she not get her help, but even I will be implicated by you, I don't want that. The harpy said with her wings hanging at her sides, shrugging her shoulders.

"I think I've got a choice," said Rog, geeking his finger at Catherine and Britney, who were standing beside Tully, "Come on, young ladies, since we don't want to fight the Harpy, we'll have to negotiate a little bit, the girls always have an advantage in negotiating." ”

"Are you sure that's okay?" Antonio looked back at Catherine and Britney who came forward and asked, Rog smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Captain, we'll bring back the news that we should bring back." ”

He turned and left the camp with the two girls, and walked southeast according to the Harpy's instructions, deep into a dense black forest, where the high treetops were littered with birds' nests, large and small, as if the birds of the entire dark hills lived.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wings flapping in the shadows of the trees, and several harpies appeared from nearby branches, looking at the three of them with hostile eyes, Rog stopped and looked up at them, and asked in a low voice to the harpie on his shoulder, "Do you want to call for help now?"

"I told you, I'll take you to the witch, I'm not going to run away!" said the harpy, sitting motionless beside the little furball, and gave Rogge a white look in annoyance.

"You're the kindest harpy shepherd I've ever seen. Roger smiled and said, "Although the only harpy I've ever dealt with is you." ”

"Less nonsense, human—though I don't think I should call you that," said the Harpy, looking up at the smile on Rog's face, "Turn me back, don't you notice you're surrounded?"

Rog, along with Catherine and Britney, looked up and saw a large number of Harpys in the treetops around them, all looking at them with cunning and vicious eyes, their sharp claws seemingly ready to tear apart their opponents.

Rogge cast a comforting look at the two girls beside him, and with a faint smile, he instructed the little furball to turn the Harpy back into its original state, and the re-enlarged Harpy almost bent Rogge's shoulder, she unceremoniously pressed Rogge's head with one wing, looked up and said loudly: "Hey, sisters, it's me, I brought these humans." ”

"Why did you bring humans to our place," said an older-looking harpy who looked at them with a cold face, "and they don't look like they're here for food." ”

"Bad wolf, that birdgirl has good eyesight!" Little Furball looked back and said to Rogge, "She actually knows that I can't be food, and she is smarter than you!"

"Shut up, little villain, or I'll let them eat you right now. Rogge tilted his eyebrows and tilted his face slightly, pretending to scare her.

The harpy glanced down at them, looked up and continued to say to the other harpy, "These humans are here to see the witches, and I will take them to the witches. ”

Hearing her words, the harpies exchanged glances with each other, and one by one they retreated into the shadows of the jungle, and the branches around them soon became empty, and the harpies bowed their heads and said to Rogge, "Keep walking, humans, we are almost there." ”

The three of them continued their march into the depths of the jungle full of birds' nests, and finally stopped in front of a large tree in front of which the three of them were hugging, and saw a large treehouse in the treehouse, and the harpy pointed to the unattainable treehouse with her wings and said, "That's it, the witch lives in the treehouse." ”

"How are we going to get there?" Catherine looked at the stout tree, which had no stairs or rattan ladders to climb on its trunk, and its bark was smooth as if it had been polished, making the treehouse more than ten meters above the ground as inaccessible as a castle in the sky.

"What do you say?" Rogge glanced at Catherine meaningfully, and slowly turned his gaze to the little furball on his shoulder, Catherine and Britney also focused their eyes on the little furball, and felt the strange little furball look at them blankly, blinking and asking, "What's going on?"

"It's time for you to be a big stupid horse. Rog raised an eyebrow at her and said.

The little furball shrunk his neck back, looked up at the tree house above his head, pouted reluctantly, and muttered, "I'm not a big stupid horse, please call me the little flying eagle!"

"Okay, no problem, Flying Dumb Bird, hurry up and bring us up. Rogge grabbed her from his shoulders and put her on the ground at his feet, staring at her with his arms folded over his chest.

"The pesky big stupid wolf is the little flying eagle!" the little furball gave him a disgusted look, chanted a spell to shrink the three of them along with the harpy, and then flew up the treehouse with them.

Rog, who had been turned back to his original form by the little furball, came to the treehouse, glanced at the closed door, and looked back at the harpy who had followed, and the harpy stopped in front of the treehouse door and knocked lightly with her wings, and a moment later a strange language came from inside.

The Harpy responded in the same voice, and Catherine and Britney, who were standing next to Rogge, asked Rogge suspiciously, "What are they talking about?"

"I don't know," said Rogge, shrugging his eyebrows, "I guess this is the legendary bird language, and maybe you should ask the flying stupid bird." ”

"I don't know how to speak birds, I'm a bird who can speak human words!" replied with the little furball tilting his little head sternly.

"It's rare for someone to be so arrogant about not being able to understand other people's words. Rog smiled at the two girls, turned his gaze to the harpy, and said, "Let's ask the lord, what does the witch say, my dear?"

"I told her what you were here for, and she didn't want to see you, but I told her that you seemed to have the money to make her a nice gift, so she decided to think about it. The Harpy smiled slyly at Rogge.

"Thank you for the promise you made on my behalf, but I'm really just a poor person. Rogge looked at the two girls innocently, Catherine smiled silently, and Britney looked incredulous.

"That's none of my business, you have to at least give something if you want the witch to help, do you?" said the Harpy, spreading her wings and winking at Rogge.

Before Rogge could answer, the voice of the witch came from inside the treehouse, and the harpy heard it and said to Rogge: "The witch has promised, you can go in, and the rest of the matter will be solved by yourself, remember, don't be hard with the witch, that's not a good idea, this is my last advice!"

With that, she flapped her wings and turned and flew away, and Rog and the two girls watched as she disappeared behind the crisscrossing canopy, reached out and opened the door of the treehouse and walked into the treehouse.

Passing through a small foyer, the three of them stopped in the living room, where they saw that the tables, chairs, and small cabinets made of logs in the living room were full of strange divination utensils, and a huge eye hung on the wall, which seemed to be damaged, and a broken hole appeared.

The three of them stood at the door of the living room and looked around, but found no trace of the harpy, so they cautiously walked into the living room, and Rogge looked around and asked, "Hello, dear witch, we need your help with something, maybe you can come out and talk?"

There was silence in the treehouse, no one answered, Rog frowned, looked back at Catherine and Britney standing behind him, and was hesitating, when he suddenly felt a softness under his feet, and the ground under the feet of the three of them suddenly sank their feet like a quagmire, and then returned to their original hard wood.

Rog and the two girls looked down in surprise at the floor that devoured their feet, and suddenly heard a gentle female voice coming from the wall, and all the weapons on the three of them fell to the ground in response, and a beautiful woman in colorful feathers came out of the wall on one side of the wall and came out of front of them.