Chapter 102: Looting the tribute to the demon (2/2)
When he thought this point through, Han Shuo left the house with the little skeleton. He made use of the surveillance of the three originals demons to obtain a full grasp of the place that the forest trolls were guarding. When he descended from the house, Han Shuo opened his mouth to give orders, “The great Datara has just descended here and is unfamiliar with the current state of this world. The great Datara needs to familiarize himself with the Dark Forest and then point out the way for your future. Do not continue to raid the dwarves during this process, the great Datara needs them alive and well.”
Although many questions existed within the heart of the old forest troll priest, he didn’t dare question Han Shuo’s words. He only drooped his head and asked respectfully, “Do you need us to send out warriors to help the great Datara get to know these surroundings?”
“No need, The great Datara and I will remain within your tribe over the next couple of days. You can just stay here and wait.” Han Shuo didn’t take the forest trolls’ wooden raft after these words and left with the little skeleton after giving a few more commands.
Han Shuo didn’t immediately return to the cemetery of death after leaving the area, but took the little skeleton with him on a trip to case the area.
Since he wanted to collect the five divine zombies, Han Shuo would naturally not let go of a naturally formed place of extreme wood. Apart from the forest trolls guarding the wooden house and some amazingly exuberant growth of trees and grass nearby, there was nothing else.
Han Shuo finally felt at ease after releasing the three originals demons and having them scout out the area. He planned on returning to the outskirts of the cemetery of death.
Han Shuo had closely observed the surroundings through the original demons on his way here and the way back had long since been imprinted in his heart. He didn’t directly head towards the river to return, but walked unhurriedly along the river current. He felt a bit hungry halfway through his trip and looked at the strange fish joyously swimming around in the clear waters. A thought struck him, and the Demonslayer Edge flew out with a whoosh. It sank into the water according to Han Shuo’s intentions and returned to Han Shuo’s hands after piercing through two large fish.
The little skeleton left with bone dagger in hand under Han Shuo’s orders and came back with a bunch of wooden materials after a while. He agilely constructed a rack, whereas Han Shuo lit the fire and set the two big fish on the rack. He then took out spices from his space ring and sprinkled it over the baking fish. A tempting smell slowly began to spread out.
A black shadow dashed in from the far skies. When a great gust of wind flapped Han Shuo’s clothes, a pungent and disgusting stink attacked his nose, making disgust well up within Han Shuo. When he raised his head and looked up angrily, the black shadow had risen from low to high and returned high up in the sky, forming a black dot.
“Damned ugly bird, so disgusting!” Han Shuo cursed and turned the almost ready fish onto the other side.
Just at this moment, the black shadow swept down from the distance with a whistling sound, rising back up into the air when it was not too far from the top of Han Shuo’s head, but Han Shuo had been prepared and saw the black shadow clearly this time — it had the body of an eagle, but the face of an exceedingly ugly woman, a harpy.
Harpies and Deepwater Venom Pythons were all level three magical creatures. She had the face of a human, but couldn’t make human sounds. A disgusting scent could always be found on her since she liked to scavenge the corpses of humans. When one caught the eye of a harpy, she would continuously test them until she found the right opportunity to suddenly dive at your scalp and use the disgusting scent on her body to disorient you, then use her sharp claws to rip your head apart and start eating.
Within the Dark Forest, it would be very tricky when one caught the eye of a harpy because of her agile flight speed. When Han Shuo discovered that he had caught the attention of this harpy, he used piercingly cold eyes to look at the harpy circling overhead and snorted lightly, “Looking for death?”
Maintaining his position of baking fish, Han Shuo ignored the continuous feints from the harpy overhead. The little skeleton wielding the bone dagger was a bit restless at his side, seemingly to want to bring this annoying harpy down, but temporarily took no action beneath Han Shuo’s soothing.
At this moment, several people slowly emerged in the distance. They looked like they belonged to a young adventurer’s crew. They had mages, archers, and warriors, numbering six in total. They looked at the circling harpy and cursed lowly at the irritating harpy.
Han Shuo had been staring intently at the harpy and planning on taking care of her, when he finally realized that the harpy’s original target seemed to have been them when he heard their curses. She’d suddenly switched targets when she saw him here alone, and attempted to eat him first.
One of the swordsmen had discovered Han Shuo via the delicious smell of the baking fish. He pointed out Han Shuo to his companions and the band of six young adventurers with males and females started heading his way.