Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
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 replace 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?"

The eagle didn't react; it just looked at him, but its eyes had softened by now.

Noah disinfected the eagle with iodine, applied medicine powder to its wound, and then bandaged it with gauze.

Noah often visited hospitals and had medical staff at home, so he knew these simple steps, although he had never practiced them before, and the bandaging looked messy.

Finally, looking at the eagle all wrapped up like a dumpling, Noah 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 first aid kit. I didn't expect it to come in handy." The eagle suddenly became extremely docile.

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

At the mention of this name, the eagle became even more excited, as if it found the name very endearing.

"Coco is a little parrot. You've seen it before, the little parrot that flew out to protect me before."

Noah chatted with the eagle while tending to its other wounds, but unfortunately, the medical supplies in his kit were too few, and some wounds were left untreated as the medicine ran out. "Can only do this."

Noah packed up and tried to lift the eagle, but it was too heavy for him to carry.

"I have to get you up there. Otherwise, your owner won't replace you, and you'll be trapped here."

Noah found a large branch, placed the eagle on it, and then laboriously dragged the branch up the hill.

The hawk let out a few "caws," its sharp gaze now gradually softening.

Noah dragged the hawk halfway up the mountain, his young hands now scraped and sore. He shook his hands, then continued walking forward.

At this moment, a familiar shout suddenly came from not far away-

"Young Master Noah!"

"Young Master..."

"Noah! Come out, don't scare me!"

The voices of the guards were ahead, with Grandpa Clemens' voice trailing behind.

Noah turned to look at the hawk and exclaimed, "Oh no, my grandpa has brought people to replace me."

The hawk cawed at him a few times.

"Noah..." The shouts were getting closer.

Noah furrowed his brow, hesitating. "I can't let them see you. It would lead to misunderstandings. I need to leave first. I will replace a way to guide your owner here to rescue you. Trust me!"