Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss! by Nora Hoover

Chapter 769 Noah and the Eagle (Part 2)

"I'm still too kind."

Noah let out a deep sigh, looking at the hawk.

The hawk was also looking at him, but this time, its gaze wasn't as cold, almost showing some warmth. Frowning, Noah was pondering. Since he couldn't throw the rock at it, he had to take a risk.

With determination, Noah cautiously approached and struggled to remove the ring from the hawk's foot.

The hawk warily flapped its wings once, startling Noah, who flinched. The hawk then retracted its wings, no longer trying to intimidate him.

Noah continued to work on removing the ring, saying as he did, "Don't be alarmed, I just want to retrieve this ring. I don't intend to harm you. This ring belongs to my mom and should be returned to its rightful owner." With its foot injured and unable to move, the hawk could only watch Noah with a hint of understanding.

After a while, Noah finally took off the ring. He took a wet tissue from his small backpack, carefully wiped off the bloodstains from the ring, then delicately stored it away, put his backpack on, and prepared to leave. However, looking at the eagle, Noah felt a pang of guilt.

It was injured, unable to fly, and now stuck in this secluded valley. Its owner might not find it for a while, and if other wild beasts attacked, it would be left here to die.

Thinking of this, Noah opened his backpack, took out a first aid kit, and approached the eagle cautiously. "I'll bandage you. Don't move, okay?"

at him, but its eyes had softened

applied medicine powder to its wound, and then bandaged it

these simple steps, although he had never practiced them before, and the bandaging

sighed and said, "I thought I was coming here today to check things out, and I was worried about getting hurt, so I brought the

was taken aback, then chuckled, "Your voice sounds just like

name, the eagle became even more excited, as if it found

the little parrot that flew out to protect me

supplies in his kit were too few,

eagle, but it

Otherwise, your owner won't find you, and you'll

placed the eagle on it, and

a few "caws," its

hands now scraped and sore. He shook his hands, then continued walking

moment, a familiar shout suddenly came

"Young Master Noah!"

"Young Master..."