Chapter 280: Fear For The White Roc (2/2)

”... Let's go ride her,” Lawrend said to them.

He was the first one as he rode her back. Aezel inspected the white roc before climbing up its back. Amene was the only one left on the ground.

”Amene, come up. It's safe,” Lawrend said to her in reassurance.

”Nyaaa… What if I fell, Master? This bird will surely kill me!” Amene replied fearfully.

”Come on. You weren't that scared when you rode the Fire Wyvern,” Lawrend replied in slight annoyance.

Amene gritted her teeth before deciding to swallow her fear and jumping on the white roc's side. She climbed the thick and fluffy feathers. She then sat behind Lawrend.

”Hold me tightly, Amene. You might fall,” Lawrend said.

Amene wrapped her arms around his stomach and pressed her body against him. She was shivering in fear. It seemed like there was an instinctive fear inside her for Clova Whitebird.

”Master, hold me tightly,” Amene said.

”Yes,” Lawrend replied.

He grabbed her hands and held onto her. He made her wrap around him much more tightly.

”Ready?” Clova Whitebird asked.

”Yes,” Lawrend responded.

*Fwoosh fwoosh*

The thick gusts of wind generated by her wings slowly built thrust and lifted them off the ground. Amene embraced his stomach even tighter in fear of falling to the ground and dying.

Clova Whitebird started flying eastward and the wind-generated was cold and slightly uncomfortable.

”Relax, Amene. I can't breathe…” Lawrend said to her.

”O-Okay…” Amene was forced to slowly loosen her grip. As a result, her body started shaking in fear.

”Amene, are you okay? Hold onto the feathers tightly instead. It should be more connected, and you would be even safer,” Lawrend said to her in advice.

”Yes, Master,” Amene responded.

She let go of Lawrend's stomach before tightly gripping the feathers surrounding them.

”Nyaaaa! This is scary!” Amene shouted with her eyes closed.

Lawrend made eye contact with Aezel in front of him and the two of them smiled. Amene's reaction was quite funny.

They continued heading farther and farther away from the Undrasil Monster Forest in the blink of an eye.

…

The sun was already at high noon when they arrived at their destination.

”This is the most eastern part of the Undrasil Monster Forest. Suit yourself,” Clova Whitebird said as she landed on the ground.

Lawrend looked around and scanned the area.

”It's empty,” Lawrend muttered.

He closed his eyes and communicated with Eleanor.

'Where is it?' he asked.

'It's to your left, Master. At the rock,' Eleanor replied.

'A rock?'

Lawrend opened his eyes in confusion and looked at where she guided him to.

There was a sword-like stone protruding from the ground. Lawrend couldn't believe what he was seeing. Such a perfect and sword-looking natural rock.

'What's this? Are you talking about this sharp rock?' Lawrend asked again with his eyes closed.

'That's not just a rock, Master. That's the…'