1279: Right's Training Route

Right's Training Route

Bai Qingqing tied up her hair and said consolingly, "Although he has brought us trouble, he saved Right. If the one who found Right wasn't him but a carnivorous animal, I can't bear to imagine the consequences. As long as Right is safe, I'm grateful."1

"That's true." Winston agreed. He squatted down in front of her and said, "There are a lot of things on the ground. I'll carry you on my back."

"En." Bai Qingqing climbed onto his broad back.

The males didn't bring any clothes and could only run around naked. It was inconvenient for Bai Qingqing to see those eagle beastmen, so she could only move together with Winston and Parker.

"Right! Arthur!" Bai Qingqing put her hands by her mouth like a loudhailer, shouting loudly on Winston's back, "Where are you guys? I'm Right's mother! Arthur, if you can hear me, can you please come out?"

"Howl!" Parker called out too, but it was a beast howl in a tone filled with fury.

Bai Qingqing immediately glared at him. "Calm down. Don't scare him."

"Howl~" Parker let out a helpless cry, yelling from his throat. "Roar!"

Only then did Bai Qingqing let him off and continued shouting out.

It was true that Arthur was intentionally avoiding them. To do this, he resorted to hiding amongst rock piles where the land was completely barren. Right now, he was helping Right to practice flying.

Screech screech screech~

Right was scared of falling and tried to take the easy way route by running all over crazily while flapping his wings. Sometimes, he could fly for a short distance off the ground, seeming like he was going to fly.

Every time he came a little higher off the ground, Arthur would praise him happily. "You flew again. Little eagle has improved again."

Hearing the praises, Right would run even more energetically. His two short legs moved rapidly like two wheels.

When he flapped his wings, there'd often be resistance that influenced the speed of his running. Therefore, he gradually stopped using much of his wings and only flapped them a little when he jumped to act like he was flying.

At the back where Right couldn't see, Arthur let out a worried sigh.

The little eagle looked very big now, but why was he unable to fly? Was he born unable to do so?

Yes, that must be it. It could be because he was born with physical disabilities that he had been abandoned by his father.

Arthur had lost his children. Rather than saying that he had saved the little eagle, it was more of a case of the little eagle having saved him. The little eagle was his salvation, his child.

No matter what, he had decided to bring up the little eagle well.

However, it seemed that the little eagle couldn't run very quickly either. What would happen if the little eagle was chased down by wild beasts in his absence?

They couldn't give up on practicing to fly. At the same time, Right also had to practice running, making two sets of preparations.

"You've been practicing for very long. Come over here and rest for a while." Arthur called out loudly.

Although the little eagle felt defeated in the flying aspect, he was determined by nature and was very hardworking in his training. Every time, he'd only stop when Arthur called him.

Right couldn't bear to keep Arthur waiting, so he turned and ran back quickly, practicing again while he was at it.

"Look at how tired you are. You can't even close your mouth anymore." Arthur's heart ached as he wiped Right's beak. The area around Right's beak had a layer of sweat on it.

"Screech~" Right nudged against Arthur's hand intimately. When his smooth and slightly cool beak brushed against Arthur's palm, it warmed up his heart.

"Good boy." If his children were still alive, they would also nudge against his palm like this, right?

Arthur smiled as he looked at Right, but tears flickered in his eyes. He suddenly hugged Right tightly.

"Screech~" Right didn't find this strange. Arthur would often feel sad for no reason, he had gotten used to it. He stroked Arthur's chest with his wing to console him.

He knew that if he were to do this, Arthur would cheer up.

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