389 Feeding the Snake His Pills (1/2)

Versatile Mage Chaos 28860K 2022-07-20

Translator: XephiZ

Editor: Aelryinth

Wang Xiaojun led the way as he and Lingling ventured deeper through the forest close to West Fortress.

”Are you sure that he has not betrayed you?” asked Lingling in a serious voice.

”I'm not so sure, to be honest, but he did respond to my call the other day. I can summon him with this flute.” Wang Xiaojun took out a small flute.

He placed the flute at the side of his mouth and started playing a tone. The sound was similar to blowing a whistle with a leaf. Although it was fairly sharp, it sounded quite pleasant. Furthermore, it was able to cover a great distance in the forest.

The sound of the flute echoed through the woods. Lingling raised her head to check her surroundings, but could not discover any sign of the gray eagle.

Wang Xiaojun continued to play the flute. After a long time, the only response he could hear was the bugs nearby. He lowered the flute with a slight disappointment and said, ”Maybe I've thought too simple about the situation. Even Heavenly Eagles with proper lineage could not resist the presence of the Ruler-level creature, let alone a mix breed, which is supposed to have a weaker resistance.”

Lingling comforted, ”Why don't you try it again, maybe he's far away from here.”

Wang Xiaojun glanced into the distance and raised the flute again. As he was about to blow it, a sharp cry was heard from the trees.

The cry was quite pleasant, and Wang Xiaojun was extremely familiar with it. It was the sound of the gray eagle he had raised from a chick!

Every Heavenly Eagle of West Fortress had been cruelly executed, while his impure lineage had saved his life. To Wang Xiaojun's surprise, the gray eagle was still very responsive to him. He rapidly flew over to him and landed, before fondling him with his head.

He had not turned against them. He was still the same as always!

Wang Xiaojun hugged the gray eagle excitedly. He patted his head and said, ”Do you know, we're about to do something incredible. We've been looked down and mistreated by the others in the army. If we manage to accomplish this mission, the people of West Fortress would have a different view of us. Isn't this the moment we've always been waiting for!?”

The gray eagle cried out excitedly, as if he could understand Wang Xiaojun's words.

”The mission is very dangerous. If anything goes wrong, both of us will end up dead. I'm very scared too, but I don't just want to be someone that cooked rice in the army. I want to contribute. Gray Eagle, only you can help me now,” said Wang Xiaojun sincerely, looking at the eagle.

The gray eagle remained silent, and fully extended his wings, as if he were trying to tell Wang Xiaojun that they were going to move out right away.

”Alright, let's go!” Wang Xiaojun leapt onto the eagle's back. After stabilizing himself, he said to Lingling, ”Wait for me here. I'll send the Red Falcon Herbs to the fortress straight away after I've retrieved them.”

”I'll guide you to a relatively safe path, but I can't guarantee your safety. Remember, if you found yourself in any kind of trouble, don't force it. You can't handle the White Magic Falcons on your own,” Lingling said to Wang Xiaojun sternly.

Wang Xiaojun smiled. He performed a rather bad salute to Lingling and patted the eagle's neck. The creature sprang into the sky and vanished from the woods a few seconds later.

Lingling raised her head, watching at the brave young man and the mistreated gray eagle to fly into the distance. No one expected that the fate of Hangzhou City would lie on the shoulders of a seventeen-year-old. Ugh, she forgot that she was seventeen, too...