Summoning Total War

Chapter 50 The Queen (Part 1)

The atmosphere in the tent was a little weird.

Murphy was fine, but the Harpy Queen Avina drank sip after sip. Her eyes looking at Murphy were a little blurry for some reason. She didn't know whether it was because she felt better after eating something or something else, but her face was slightly stained. A wisp of bright red.

A pair of pure white wings spread out and fluttered gently.

One thing I have to mention here is that Murphy is a very focused person.

This can be seen from the many details he often takes into consideration. As we all know, people who like to consider details devote themselves wholeheartedly to one thing. When such people are more focused, they often ignore other insignificant things. Saving a creature that looked like an angel was more of a simple idea for Murphy and had no agenda.

Because without knowing the specific identity of the other party, he didn't know what he was planning.

At that time, he decided to save her because Murphy couldn't help but watch a creature that looked like an angel die in front of him.

A bit childlike, but very real.

The bowl of broth was finished quickly. Murphy felt a little sore in his hands and couldn't help but stretch his muscles.

When he raised his head, he was stunned!

I saw a touch of red on the charming face of the Harpy Queen Avanna, her eyes were slightly hazy, and there was a trace of confusion in her moist eyes, making her look like she was drunk.

What I was feeding was obviously broth?

Why do you look like you're drunk?

As mentioned before, Murphy is a very focused and focused person. And after Murphy learned about the innate charming aura carried by the other party, he couldn't help but began to resist this aura that could easily arouse sexual desire.

How to resist?

If you concentrate your attention on something, you will naturally not be easily attracted by this aura.

This is a very simple method.

Therefore, when Murphy was feeding soup, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he concentrated on serving the soup, putting it to his mouth, blowing on it to cool it, and then passing it to the other person's lips. In other words, Murphy was feeding the soup seriously, without looking at other places such as the gap in the collar of the snow-white robe or the arc outlined by his slender legs.

"Human, why do you want to save me?" After drinking a bowl of fragrant broth, the Harpy Queen Avanna seemed to have regained some strength.

She half-relyed on Murphy's lap, her ruby-like eyes staring closely at Murphy, as if she wanted to push through the fog on him to see through the essence. But she failed. Even the insight brought by magic could only allow her to see deeper into the fog.

"You are very beautiful." Murphy helped her lie down again, frowned slightly and thought for a while, then added: "And you don't look very dangerous."

This answer made the Harpy Queen slightly stunned.

"Aren't harpies very evil and cunning in your human legends?" Evana didn't believe that the other party couldn't realize that she was a harpy, because she and her sacrifice both suffered the same injuries. The arrow of Descender, the best archer among the high elves, that arrow took away the lives of her priests, and even her life was almost ended!

The Harpy Queen couldn't help clenching her hands, her heart filled with hatred for Moonwalker.

"Relax, relax. The wound will burst!" Murphy raised his hand and stroked the other person's chest, telling her to relax. Although the holy water has a strong therapeutic effect, it will not take a day or two to completely recover. If the wound breaks, she will have to find a needle and thread to sew it up next time. Because the therapeutic effect of using holy water for the second time in a short period of time has weakened.

Touching her chest was a completely subconscious move, just like how Murphy treated her in the first place.

But there is still a difference now, because the other party has woken up. Murphy's move was a little ambiguous. When he was rescuing people, he was very focused. He didn't feel anything. But at this time, Murphy could clearly feel the smooth and soft touch from the palm of his hand. It made Murphy feel good, like stroking her feathers.

Very nice feel!

"Harpy?" Before the other party could react, Murphy cleverly changed the subject. At this time, he remembered the strange creatures he had heard of from the indigenous people, and the harpy was one of them. Thinking about it this way, he found that those corpses really matched the characteristics of the harpies described by the aborigines. But, is the angel-like creature in front of him also one of the harpies?

There seems to be a big gap?

"I am a harpy...priest." Evana did not notice the slight ambiguity at the moment. On the contrary, Murphy's move to comfort her made her feel a little close.

Harpy sacrifice?

In other words, is he as capable of magic or divine arts as the high priest?

Murphy suddenly realized that it was no wonder that she looked more like a human. She must be a higher-level being in the harpy tribe.

"Haha." Murphy smiled, picked up a thin blanket and covered her body, then spread out another blanket and lay down opposite her. The Queen of the Harpies, Evana, looked over. Murphy smiled and said slowly: "It seems that harpies are indeed very cunning in human legends, and in the stories, harpies like to abduct them." A handsome boy from the territory.”

"Just like me." Murphy paused and added.

Poof!

The Harpy Queen turned her head away and shrugged her shoulders. When she looked back, her expression was already very calm.

Legends always have to be a bit literary and artistic, but the real situation is that when harpies meet a male they like, they mostly use violence to rob them. Abduction and other things are not within the scope of their consideration.

This human seems to be interesting.

Males are a very rare thing among the harpies, because in the underground world, the males of most races do not conform to the aesthetics of the harpies at all. As an advanced being among the harpies, Avanna, the harpy queen who transformed into a winged human race, has restored most of the habits of the high elves. In her opinion, other races in the underground world are even more disgusting!

The Queen of the Harpy looked at Murphy carefully with her ruby-like eyes. Her skin was very white, and she seemed to be a noble from the human world. Her face was handsome, with a bit of the thin beauty of the elves. She was very young and a little immature, and seemed to have not yet matured. adult? The only thing that felt familiar to her was the faint fortitude that occasionally flashed in his expression. That was something that only males who had experienced war and killing could truly settle down!

Human language is too hypocritical and literary, perhaps it is more appropriate to use the words of a harpy to describe it!

This is a very young, good-looking, and strong male!

This thought made the Harpy Queen's long-lonely heart a little turbulent. As a Queen, she needs such a male inside her. In fact, she has been looking for a man who matches her aesthetics for a long time...

You have to admit that the thoughts and opinions of a race that habitually preys on males who look at each other as mates are a little bit different. Even though Her Majesty the Harpy Queen has restored some of the habits of the high elves, this does not mean that she will forget the thoughts and opinions that belonged to the harpies in the past. Harpies are a matriarchal race, which comes from the matriarchal social system of the elves. Just like most people can never imagine a scene like a female elf courting a male elf, many things are always so incredible in different environments!

The Harpy Queen, with her charming face and pure white wings, looked at Murphy, her lips slightly curved in a mysterious arc, and she said slowly: "In fact, I really want to abduct you as my spouse now."

Is this a hint?

Murphy suddenly felt his heart beating so fast and his mouth was dry, but he was also a little uncomfortable, which seemed not in line with his habit of taking the initiative.

So, he did something that he thought was quite right!

Murphy looked at the Harpy Queen in front of him with a very sharp and penetrating gaze. This solid gaze made the Harpy Queen feel slightly uncomfortable, as if she was completely naked in front of this male.

This went on for about two minutes.

Then Murphy smiled and said, "Is this a case of repaying a favor with a grudge?"

The Harpy Queen turned her head and said nothing.

However, the corners of his mouth could not help but curve slightly, and then his eyes narrowed in laughter.

"Go to sleep." Murphy covered the Harpy Queen with the blanket, and then lay back on the opposite side.

Turned over and fell asleep.