According to the records of the Dragon's Legacy, the harpies are not a powerful race with a low level of civilization. When hunting, they are dispatched in groups. The main attack method is to swoop down from the sky and scratch the enemy's brain with eagle claws.
This kind of attack method is really not on the table. With the personality of an ordinary five-color dragon, it has already gone straight to the Harpy's lair.
And Jose would not do this. He might underestimate certain incompetent individuals, but he would never underestimate a certain ethnic group.
In this weird and magical world, even irrational beasts have their own unique survival wisdom, not to mention the harpies are intelligent creatures that live in groups. Occasionally, warlocks who manipulate thunder and storms will be born in this group, but the probability is very small , the probability of birthing a dragon vein warlock is even smaller than that of a kobold.
Beyond that, he has another level of worry.
During the reign of the Mistress of the Red Nest, there were no wild monsters in the range of the Jogol Mountains. The wild monsters were either killed or took refuge in the Red Nest. The lair of the Harpies was located on the edge of the Jogol Mountains. They may be The later migrants may also be survivors who escaped from the red nest.
If it's the latter, then one has to be careful.
Due to the racial advantage of flying, the harpies have always served as scouts in the Red Nest. The treatment of scouts is much better than that of cannon fodder races such as kobolds and jackals. They often have received formal combat training. talent, and can also accept professional training.
If his memory is correct, the leader of the Harpy under the Mistress of the Red Nest is a master-level mage.
In order to avoid bumping his head against the iron plate, Jose decided to investigate the intelligence first, at least to find out information such as the number of opponents and the strength of the leader, and then decide whether to conquer, persuade, or run away.
He came to a valley with lush vegetation, lurking in the dense forest and waiting patiently. This valley was some distance away from the Harpy's lair, but it was still within their range of activities.
Time passed little by little, and it was dawn.
Until near noon, his patience paid off, and two harpies appeared in the sky above his head.
A pair of standard hunting combos.
According to the hunting habits of the harpies, they usually search for prey in groups of two. If they find a large prey that the two cannot handle, one of them will go back and call the companion, and the other will continue to follow. If the two can handle it, they will go on the spot.
For Jose, the two harpies are food deliveries.
Not just two, if there were no strong people among the harpies, even a hundred of them would not be able to break Jose's scales with their chicken claws alone.
"Oh oh oh~!"
José imitates the call of the ape, which is in the harpy recipe list.
Sure enough, the two harpies stopped flying and fell towards the canyon, but stopped halfway through the flight.
Have you been found
No, it shouldn't be.
Through the layers of tree crowns, he observed two harpies hanging in the air with their wings flapping in the air. They were turning their small heads to observe the forest below, as if they were looking for the location of the "prey".
José hesitated to try to seduce again.
The distance between these two harpies and myself is not too far or close. If they make a sound, they may be discovered. Although their flying speed is much faster, if they disperse and escape, they can also fly out of the valley. If they are seen by their distant companions, they will startle the snake.
But if she didn't make a sound to seduce, the harpies would have no motivation to search, and might give up the "prey" and leave, and then most of the day's hard work would be in vain.
In the end, Jose decided to be more cautious and wait for the next opportunity.
The two harpies failed to resist the temptation of food, so they dispersed and approached the forest to search carefully.
A harpy flew over the forest, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright red in the forest. Before she could react, a strong pressure came.
Longwei!
Longwei and dragon breath are the housekeeping skills of giant dragons. This invisible force field formed by natural rank suppression can bring strong pressure to the lower races, making the lower races panic like a mouse seeing a cat, and lose the ability to fight. courage.
Under the influence of Longwei, the harpy flapped its wings indiscriminately as if drowning, its body involuntarily fell towards the forest, and was held by Jose in his hands during the fall.
The other harpies saw a red dragon jumping out of the forest, and the dead souls turned around and ran away in fright, but was overtaken by the faster flying red dragon and turned into a pile of coke in the dragon flames.
Jose grabbed the trembling prisoner, fell towards the canyon, and threw the trembling Harpy on the ground.
From the perspective of human aesthetics, if the skin of the harpies were fairer and tenderer, they would still be pretty orc girls. Unfortunately, they have disgusting spots and fluff on their bodies, and they open their mouths with sharp teeth, which also gives the elves the beauty of oval faces. broken.
"emmm..., ugly thing, tell me your name!"
"Forget it, I'm not interested in knowing your name, so let's go straight to the topic, are you from the Red Nest? How many people does the tribe have? What's the name of the leader? What kind of strength does he have? What is his occupation? Hmm? Why don't you answer me? Yes Want to try my trick?"
The Harpy was stunned by the long list of questions, her mind went blank, and she even forgot to tremble.
Jose's face became more and more unkind, and he was planning to try the "Three Steps of Red Dragon Interrogation" learned from the Dragon's Inheritance on the captives.
Step one: take a bite.
The second step: beat half to death.
Step 3: Hiccup, next.
Seemingly that he didn't have another one, Jose resentfully flicked the Harpy on the forehead.
"Ah!" There was a scream.
The power of the dragon was so great that a big bump swelled on the Harpy's forehead, awakening her from the shock.
"Humble bug, answer my question, are you from the red nest?"
The sulphur-scented breath was sprayed on her face, but the harpy did not dare to dodge, her eyes closed and her body trembled: "Dear real dragon, I am the third legion under the command of the mistress..."
"I'm not interested in your number," Jose directly interrupted the captive's self-introduction: "No one you belong to can save you now, your only way out is to answer my questions, if I'm in a good mood, you can Let you live."
"Next question, how many members do you have?"
"Sixty-four."
"Very well, let's continue, your leader..."
Through interrogation, Jose learned that the composition of this group of harpies was somewhat complicated. Some of them came out of the Red Nest, and some were wandering harpies who joined later.
And their leader, the middle-level mage-Luna Bloodfeather, is a dragonborn who lost his master.
Jose frowned slightly when he learned that the leader of the harpies was a dragonborn. A mid-level mage is a pretty good follower, but it's a pity that the follower contract can only be signed once.
wrong!
"Has your leader signed a dependent contract?"
"This... , I don't know."
Jose didn't make things difficult for the Banshee's captives either. It's normal for subordinates not to know the leader's private information.
He decided to take a look in person, if it was just a dragon descendant with the breath of a giant dragon, then everything would be fine.
But if not...
(end of this chapter)