A group of tauren and kobolds were watching, watching Lestalen eating. The shaman exclaimed: "It seems that this little thing is really hungry!" Lestalen had just finished eating and gave Prel to her.
After receiving the food, Snu silently handed over a piece of dried meat, so the little harpy took it and continued to eat it hungrily.
The deputy druid asked softly: "Prell, are you really planning to take this weird green harpy away?" Prell said: "This is a poor little guy who is disgusted and abandoned by his tribe.
This shouldn't be her fate. If the tauren don't want to see her appear, I will raise her!"
The druid shook his head hurriedly: "That's not what I meant! I just wanted to ask..." Probably feeling that it was a dirty idea to ask, the druid was a little embarrassed: "You really want to find something in this harpy?"
Have fun?"
Prell curled his lips: "I once killed no less than twenty harpies with my own hands on the battlefield. Killing is always bad, so just think that I took in this poor little kid out of a sense of atonement.
Girl!"
The druid nodded and said nothing more. In any case, the war between the harpies and the tauren did not last long. There was no deep hatred between the two races, and the past grievances may not disappear.
can be resolved.
Moreover, during the negotiations, the harpies used their bodies to entertain the tauren every night. Regardless of whether this was the harpies' lustful nature or ulterior motives, at least the tauren all tasted the sweetness. Although they are messengers, druids are also
A highly intelligent creature with individual emotions, so his current attitude towards the harpies is somewhat complicated.
Probably because she ate too quickly, Lestalen choked and began to hiccup continuously. The Black Cow Hunter quickly patted her on the back. Prell always felt that behind her gentle movements, she was actually smearing and licking her.
enjoy.
After eating three pieces of jerky and one and a half piece of semolina cake in a row, Lestalen was finally full. Her appetite even shocked Bosak Running Wolf: "How many days has this little guy been hungry for?"
You must know that the tauren make homemade dry food. A piece of coarse wheat cake is enough for an adult tauren to eat.
Prell looked at Lestalen: "Hey, Lestalen, let's go. I will make you a great spell caster!" He was very satisfied with Lestalen's height.
For how long, it was rare for him to meet an intelligent creature who could look at the other person and speak without having to raise his head.
The little harpy girl finally said her first words: "You... Hiccup... how do you... know... my name?" Prell laughed and said in a sly tone: "I own a pair of
A keen eye can see through everything!"
Lestalen then asked: "What... Hiccup... is the Wisdom Eye?" Prell didn't know how to explain it, so he changed the subject and said to the tauren: "This little girl's name is Lestalen, her mother
I gave her a nice name!" Then he said it to Belga and Snu in goblin language.
The Black Cow Hunter's eyes suddenly shone: "Lestalon? Wow, I think the names of the harpies are pretty good! It seems that it is not impossible for them to claim to have the blood of the upper elf!"
Prell took a step back and moved a little further away from her: "You must not say this nonsense when you meet the elves, it will cause international disputes! And I said, eldest sister, can you move your hand? She
She’s still just a three-year-old underage girl!”
The black cow hunter hesitated and reluctantly let go of the hand that was still caressing Lestalen's back, and then gave Prell a fierce look.
Prell briefly introduced himself and his group, and then embarked on the journey back again. Probably because there were too few similar or intelligent races that he had come into contact with before, Lestalen was still afraid and frightened, but she
I am full of curiosity about this team with huge body differences.
Prell was the only one who could communicate with her without hindrance, so he had to face the little harpy's curious questions from time to time along the way. He answered patiently, and at the same time, he also learned about her past from Lestalen's intermittent descriptions.
's life experience.
This time the tauren were collectively silent, because everyone realized that Lestalen's mother might have died on the battlefield, and the murderer might be among the team.
According to Lestalen's intermittent description, Prell couldn't help but sigh. Although she was abandoned by her tribe, at least she had a good mother. Lestalen had mastered certain language skills and knowledge structure, and had the basic ability to communicate with others.
ability.
He didn't know how old a harpy was when he reached adulthood, but judging from the current situation, harpies and kobolds were both precocious and intelligent races.
So the bored Prell began to try to teach Lestalen how to speak Goblin language, and then he discovered an interesting phenomenon: Harpies also have a high talent for languages.
From Prell's point of view, the "language proficiency" system gives him a welfare passive skill that allows him to quickly master and become proficient in a new language after being exposed to it. In his opinion, Kobold language
It is a very rough and simple language, and there are only a very small number of corresponding words.
The situation of jackals and kobolds is similar, with a small vocabulary, simple grammatical structure, and not much writing. In contrast, the goblin language, which has been spread to the world by the goblins and is regarded as a lingua franca, is simple and easy to learn.
, but it is an extremely mature language and has a sufficiently complete writing system.
The language of harpies is much stronger than that of kobolds and gnolls, but they also lack sufficient writing. Perhaps they once had their own writing, but it has disappeared in the long years without sufficient historical inheritance.
The three races that only have a small amount or even no written language of their own have high language talents. For example, Belga and Snu, they can speak fluently and proficiently in language. The same is true for the jackals that Prell has seen.
, now there is another Lestallen.
When we were about to return to Apalaye Camp, it rained lightly one night. The Barrens is adjacent to the Endless Sea to the east. Even though it is the dry season, there are still sea breezes blowing, blocked by the mountains of the Stonetalon Mountains, and occasionally
There will also be one or two light rains.
Lestalen wrapped her body with wings and squeezed tightly between the three kobolds, which made the Black Cow Hunter envious. After several days of contact, Lestalen at least relaxed under the kindness of everyone.
Some vigilance and precautions.
Although the person who talked to her the most was Prell, the person closest to Lestalen was not him, but Snu. Snu was a simple kobold. Perhaps it was because he had too little life experience that Lestalen never
He felt a trace of the atmosphere of his peers, so he preferred to stay with Snu.
Of course, the most important thing is that Snu always takes special care of her every time she eats. It was probably because she was so impressed by the way Lestalen devoured her food when they first met, so every time she eats, Snu will treat her with special care.
A portion of the food was given to Lestalen.
This made Lestalen, who had been in a state of semi-starvation since being expelled by her tribe, very grateful. Even though the two of them could not communicate smoothly, Lestalen had an inexplicable sense of trust in Snu, and with it,
He is no longer so repulsive towards Berga and Prell.
This light rain started at dusk and lasted for less than two hours. The dry land quickly absorbed the rain. Bosak Running Wolf began to clear the ground and prepared to light a bonfire to warm himself.
Although there is no obvious change of seasons, it is still a small dry season at the beginning of the year, and the nights are still a bit cool. The druid suddenly jumped up and looked around warily.
Immediately afterwards, the Black Cow Hunter also stood up, raised his bow and arrow, and pointed toward the south. Prell had already raised his hammer in both hands, and a ray of holy light fell on him.
Following the brief glow of the holy light, everyone saw a group of dark animals. "It's a pack of hyenas!" The shaman quickly inserted the Earth-binding totem in front of him, put down a Fire Tongue Totem, and then raised it.
ax.
Belga also pulled Snu, protecting Lestalen and standing behind the tauren shaman, while Bosak Running Wolf continued to beat the flint. He wanted to light the bonfire first, and he believed in his companions.
their strength.
If there is one animal in the entire Barrens that no one dares to mess with, the coyote must be ranked first among all intelligent races. This kind of social animal is ferocious and cunning, and is best at sneak attacks.
It is said that the wild boar people distributed in the central and southern part of the Barrens have mastered the methods and secrets of taming coyotes, so some tauren druids are also trying to master this technology.
Bosak. Running Wolf finally lit up a small fire, and the group of hungry hyenas also launched the first wave of attacks. The black cow hunter loosened his tense hands, and an arrow flew like a sword.
The meteor directly penetrated the eyeball of the coyote rushing at the front, and the powerful force flew out with the body of the coyote.
As the wolf continued to howl, Prell also rushed forward. On his body, Belga cast a lightning shield for him, and "Dark Resentment" hammered down from bottom to top, knocking down another coyote that rushed towards him.
The shaman's Fire Tongue Totem began to spit out small fireballs. As the hyenas approached, the Earthbound Totem activated, and then he also grabbed the ax and faced them.
After Bosak. Running Wolf charged into the wolves with a torch in one hand and an ax in the other, Snu reluctantly fired an ice arrow. This was the first battle in Snu's life, and his reaction was somewhat
It's slow and the technique is a bit unfamiliar.
The frightened Lestalen screamed, but as the battle situation stabilized, she rarely became quiet, and tightly grasped Snu's arm, which made Snu's spell-casting movements become even more sluggish.
After leaving behind at least ten corpses of their companions, the coyotes retreated helplessly. It was obvious that they were no match for this small group, and the original prey had now become hunters.
Prell dragged a coyote carcass and ran back excitedly: "Haha, there is meat to eat tonight!" These coyotes actually provided him with some experience, which made Prell very happy.
As soon as she heard that there was meat to eat, the little harpy girl's eyes suddenly lit up while she was still shivering.