"You're here~"

As the woman spoke, she looked at Ira, who was traveling with the army towards the mountains, and said to the half-elf shrouded in black robes, "Are you going to see him, Vereesa?"

"..."

"Let's go, it's not the right time yet."

The half-elf also peered at Ira, who was sitting behind the death knight, but she only said this as her body gradually faded and disappeared into the harpy mountains.

"Hey, at least take me with you..."

The human woman said this helplessly. After waiting for a while without receiving a response, she rolled her eyes and said casually, "Well, it's not bad to take this opportunity to communicate with Ira."

As soon as she finished speaking, a slender arm reached out from the empty space and placed it on the human woman's shoulder. Her body also turned transparent and disappeared into the prime material plane.

Before leaving, she took a deep look at Ira... This incredibly talented child had overturned many people's understanding of "profession" in a very short time. She really looked forward to seeing what kind of person he would become in the future.

She also learned a little about Ira.

Monsters, empires, betrayals... but those things are just insignificant. As power and lifespan increase, those things will only occupy less and less weight in people's hearts.

In the end, they only chase after interesting things, and if they're bored... they'll sleep for a very long time.

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"..."

"What's wrong, Mr. Ira?"

Ira did not answer Shilina's question. He had just felt someone spying on him... Moreover, that person's mana power level was far beyond what ordinary [living beings] could compare to.

Ira had experienced this kind of gaze before. When he and the Elf Queen Cassiopeia teamed up to steal the World Rune from the World Tree, he had also felt such a gaze, and there were at least a dozen of them.

Although no one came to stop them, Iraq was still terrified.

Thinking about things related to the Silvermoon Tree Garden, Ira couldn't help but touch the World Rune on his neck. He shook his head and replied, "No, it's nothing... There are more harpies than I thought."

As you approach the mountains, you can see a considerable number of harpies flying in the sky. They are beautiful with full female bodies, and what should be arms are replaced by eagle wings.

In addition, the legs and feet are also bird-like, and there are feathers growing on the hair and around the ears.

Looking at the harpies flying around the Death Knight, bowing to Satan, and the harpy loli staring at him curiously, Ira suddenly thought of something and said, "Sylina, I have a question."

"Um?"

In Shirina's voice, Ira, who was deep in thought, said, "Are there male harpies? Also, given the gender ratio of succubi, Tikkap must be having a tough time, right?"

"..."

Shirina really didn't know whether to say that Ira was being tactful or what to say.

Sylvanas shook her head, covering her face helplessly, and said, "There are male harpies, and because of the gender ratio, they do have a very hard time. But most of the time they attack males of other races and give birth to new harpies."

Oh, this is dangerous, but for those men, it's probably not a bad deal...

“After a single use, they may be kept and used by all the harpies, but they may also be killed or eaten... So after the war ends, the number of harpies can only be guaranteed to be this number for the time being.”

Ira: "..."

For some reason, Ira always felt that the harpies' curious gazes towards him might carry something else dangerous, and he could only mourn in silence.

“Succubi are different; they don’t have the habit of attacking their own kind.”

Sylvanas spoke casually, and then, surrounded by harpies, everyone dismounted and was led to a cave... It's worth mentioning that the hierarchical symbolism of the harpies differs from human understanding.

For harpies, the higher their status, the closer their dwelling is to the lower part of the mountain peak, which is the opposite of humans... perhaps because the lower they are, the easier it is to go out.

A harpy who looked very noble nodded to everyone, nodding to Satan Ye, Sirina, and the headless knight of black flames, saying, "Good afternoon, Demon Lord, and Sirina, Lothia, and..."

The harpy who looked at Ira froze for a moment, then immediately became alert and demanded, "Ira! Ira Elkaras!? What the hell are you doing here?"

The harpy leader, who recognized Ira in an instant, immediately looked at the other leaders with an inquiring gaze, and took a half step back in the direction away from Ira... It seemed that Shirina had not yet told her about Ira.

The harpies, being oblivious to information, seemed unaware of Ira's defection.

"I'm sorry, the situation is a bit complicated."

As Ira said this, she shook her head in distress... It turned out that the Black Flame Headless Knight's name was Lotia, which sounded like the name of a ceremonial knight guard (a pair of super beautiful knights for show, who had no combat ability, but had to be extremely beautiful to be a member).

No, it's incredibly rude to speculate about a soldier based solely on his name.

"Simply put, Lady Ira is now the Demon King's teacher."

Shirina summarized Ira's current situation in one sentence, and then explained their purpose in the next sentence: "Now we are going to wipe out the traitors in the centaur territory, the lizardman territory, and the Gorgon territory."

"The power of a small number of insectoids, as well as the headless knight and the black knight, is actually sufficient. However, for the purpose of training the lesser demons in battle, we need to summon harpies that can use wind pressure to escort us."

"..."

The short words contained a lot of information, which stunned the beautiful and voluptuous harpy leader. She looked at Ira, then at Satanye, and then at Lotia.

After confirming that no one was joking, she gaped in shock and asked, "So, this guy... ah, sorry, so Mr. Ira will help us fight?"

The harpy leader's personality and way of speaking seem to... have a wild frankness.

(High emotional intelligence: wild frankness)

(Low emotional intelligence: savage)

"That's about right..."

Iraq nodded.

"Holy crap?! We're invincible!"

...

Sure enough, the monster leaders all had similar thoughts after learning that Ira was going to help in the fight.