Chapter 84: Harpy Witch (2/2)

She winced in pain at the surprise attack and immediately abandoned her attack. With a furious flap of her wings, she retreated back into the sky, her ankle coming into full sight as she did so. Right where the tail had struck was a conspicuous swelling.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Habona. Despite losing that trade, her words didn’t soften one bit. “To think that your tail was a weapon as well…how dare you ambush me!”

“Blame yourself for being stupid.” She smiled derisively at her. “While the tail might be a weak point for my other kinsman, mine is particularly strong.”

“So what if you’re strong? Don’t forget that you still have those two burdens behind you while I still have over two thousand kinsman behind me. If we decide to dogpile you, none of you would be able to leave here alive.”

“However, you won’t get off unscathed either.” She flashed her a savage toothy grin as she scoffed at the countless harpies in the air as if they didn’t even matter. “If we were to go all out, how many of your kinsman would survive? Besides, do you honestly believe that we are only five people? We have over a thousand clansman behind us as well.”

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“Devil, demonic half-orc, medusas…” Numila clenched her fists as she murmured to herself. She was a four-star herself and was thus extremely aware of how powerful four-stars were. Thus, she knew she had to swallow her anger. Furthermore, these four-stars had the backing of their clans behind them. If all of these clans were to attack them, it would spell the end for the harpies.

Seeing her grimace, Habona couldn’t help but smirk, all traces of her anxiety gone with the wind. “So what will it be?”

“Damn it…let them go!”

She tossed a fireball on the ground as she said so, clearly angered by the choice she had to make. As it scorched the ground, the shockwave blew over Habona, ruffling her fur. Habona waved at us as if nothing had happened and said: “Let’s go, don’t tell me you guys are waiting for them to treat us to dinner.”

“Oh…right.” The four of us were stunned by the sudden turn of events. Given the intensity of the battle, we had all assumed that the two of them would continue to fight, the last thing we would’ve expected was that they would stop so abruptly. So much ado about nothing…

As the nest faded into the distance behind us, a string of explosion could be heard echoing from behind us. Without even guessing, we knew that it was Numila venting her anger with her fireballs. I still couldn’t believe that she allowed us to leave so easily and so I decided to ask Habona who was currently in great spirits.

“How did you know that threat would work?”

Having rescued her little brother, she was in a jubilant mood right now. She readily accepted my question and explained it to me as we continued walking: “Four-star is the highest strength level this maze could support.”

“There are only two types of people who would stay after reaching this level, lone wanderers and the various heads of the clans. There’s nothing much to say about the lone wanderers and so I won’t elaborate on that matter. As for the leaders, they stay behind out of fear that their clan will get wiped out if they leave…”

Barring certain exceptions, those who were able to achieve a leadership position in a clan and attain four-star at the same time, were people who had already stayed in here for a long time. This meant that they’ve most likely established a family or even a household of their own.

In order to ensure the survival of their descendants, a portion of these four-stars would give up their right to leave the prison and instead stay behind to protect their offspring. Of course, there was always the possibility that they simply wanted to be a big fish in a small pond.

Furthermore, according to Habona, that ‘Numila. Blaze’ was most likely born in the Prison of the Dead.

By the way, exactly what did her birth story have to do with me? While her face was pretty, that body of feathers…truth be told, it’s a little too much for my tastes. Even Habona would be a better choice if she had such a pretty face…ah…somehow that sounds even worse…

“Hey! Stop right there!” Just as I was making fun of her appearance, she actually appeared right behind us near the ceiling.

“You have business with us?” Habona asked coldly.

Having received the cold shoulder, she didn’t bother with any pleasantries and instead cut right to the chase. “There should be a soul bard among you, right? The one who dispelled the mental illusion cast by 2000 of my kinsman.”

“Mhm.” Habona unceremoniously lifted me up and shook me in front of her: “You’re probably referring to her.”

“Imp, no, a lust demon’s smell…” Her brows furrowed. “What’s your relationship with Mo En?”

“None that I’m aware of.” I immediately replied, not intending to hide this fact at all.

“Don’t lie to me. I know that Mo En has a primal lust demon besides him!”

What the heck, why does no one believe me when I’m telling the truth! Don’t tell me I have to lie in order for them to believe me!

Just as I was mulling over this, she pointed at my nose and flashed a smile that screamed “I got you”.

“You, you’re Mo En’s daughter aren’t you!”

The me who wanted to kill someone right now: “…”

“Hahaha, so I was right. Don’t even think about lying to this lady. After giving it some thought, I realized that there were no other person in the Prison of the Dead who could give birth to an imp who had the smell of a lust demon.”

What’s with that smug look on your face! Are you kidding me right now? It’s one thing to mistake me for a female devil, what’s with you randomly assigning a pair of parents to me!? Don’t think you can bully me just because I have a good temperament. I won’t show any mercy if you ruffle my feathers!