Chapter 9 Chapter 9 I am too clumsy to preen my wings...

Amos finally chose a shortcut.

He drove this small starship through an area where star beasts gathered, eliminated a number of them, and finally returned to the Imperial Star of the Saint Cass Empire nearly three days ahead of schedule.

The little guy is adjusting to the time difference according to the time of the Saint Cass Empire.

The Saint Cass Empire is a rare planet with very distinct four seasons.

It is winter now and the temperature outside is very low.

Amos himself was not afraid of the cold, but this little guy was not.

Amos had not made any preparations. He was only thinking about buying food for the little guy. It was not until he saw the temperature of Saint Cas that he realized what was happening.

In just a few days, the little guy basically spent his time eating and sleeping, and eating and sleeping.

He is in the process of recovering his strength and cannot transform back into a human form, but he has been becoming more and more attached to Amos in the past few days.

Early in the morning, just as the starship entered the sky above Amos Empire, the little guy was awakened by the audio automatically played by the starship. The cub curled up on his side with his tail bent and hooked on his side. He rolled over, straightened up, arched his back like a cat, stretched his body, then lowered his head, yawned softly, and shook the little feathers on his wings.

Two woops——

Like a milk dragon roaring.

Amos heard the noise.

He walked over from the side, stretched out his hand, and looked at his bright little halo. He was biting a packet of nutrient solution, drinking it in three or two gulps, and then stuffed a fruit into the little guy's arms.

"It's only half an hour away."

The little guy was still half asleep. He whimpered when he heard this, and did not forget to argue with Amos about the problem from last night.

Zao Zao is not afraid of the cold. Zao Zao is very strong and can take care of herself.

Amos was amused, watching the little cub crunching the fruit while still half asleep and half awake. He stretched out his hand, ready to take the remaining core from the little guy.

The little cub, who was half asleep, was a little dazed. He blinked his big eyes, looked at Amos, moved his little head, and placed it in the palm of Amos' hand.

The little soft ball sat with its hind legs spread out, its two little front paws supported between its spread hind legs, and it was picking at the fruit core. Its furry little round head and ears twitched, and the halo on its head swayed along with the dragon-like tail behind it.

“Ouch!”

Papa! Look, Zao Zao has the same fur as his father.

Even Baba is not afraid of the cold, so Zao Zao shouldn’t be either!

Zao Zao is the same as Ba Ba!

Same!

AMOS: ...

Amos looked away unconsciously.

He was touched by it.

He has begun to admit it in self-abandonment.

He looked at the little head in the palm of his hand.

"Well, that's what you said."

Amos still appears calm on the surface.

The little cub raised his little head.

Yes, Zao Zao said it!

Amos looked at the falling snow outside, then took out his spare military uniform and casually placed it next to the chair. He withdrew his hand and let the little cub sit on the bed by himself.

After entering the airspace of the Imperial Star of the Saint Cass Empire, this small starship, which was only equipped with long-distance one-way communications, was able to receive various messages from the royal court.

When their return was detected, information exploded in. There was too much information and it was arriving so quickly that Amos was too lazy to care.

The Crown Clan is the royal family of the Saint Cass Empire. Although there are not many members left, there are still dozens of people scattered around. They all belong to the last generation. Several members of the Crown Clan in the previous generation are on the verge of complete mental collapse and riot, and their end is approaching.

Amos is the alpha wolf of this generation, the most powerful monarch who has achieved new great achievements. However, because his mental power is the strongest in this generation, the degree of collapse of his mental power is also relatively serious in this generation.

Although at this moment Saint Cass still appears calm on the surface.

But actually, there is already turmoil inside, and the Crown Family is already heading towards its final end.

This moment is just the last glory of this empire.

It is no longer possible for cubs to be born within the tribe.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Chaos——I pulled it, ouch! It hurts!

Amos thought expressionlessly - this is how it should have been.

He couldn't help but turn his head - "Zao Zao, what are you doing?"

I saw the white ball of fluff stupidly folding the small wings behind it to its front.

The feathers on his wings were a mess after sleeping. He seemed to have tried to tidy them up for a while, but his grooming skills were so poor that there was no effect after all his time.

The little cub opened his big amber eyes, stretched out his claws, and started working on his own little wings.

"Ouch!" You're the one making me uncomfortable?! Look, I'm going to pull you down!

"Ouch!" And this one! Zao Zao will pull you off too!

"Ouch!" One more, and Zao Zao's hair will be straightened out soon!

The little cub pinched himself and made him scream.

Like a silly little fool.

Soon, the little cub had several more snow-white feathers under its body.

AMOS: ...

Amos: ………………

Amos was stunned.

The wreckage of the medical cabin screen over there is still diligently performing its duties: Signal detected!! Seeking help now, someone is abusing the cubs——

Amos silently picked up the medical cabin screen and finally broke it in half.

You are artificially retarded.

Shut up! !

So -

"What are you doing?!"

Amos walked to the bed, picked up the little guy, put him against his face, and looked into his eyes.

He couldn't understand the source of this 'self-harming' behavior.

"Ouch?"

Little Chuzao, who was pulling with great effort, looked at Amos blankly.

“Ouch!”

Pa pa! Zao Zao is preening her feathers!

Chu Zao is a bit clumsy in this regard and has never been good at preening his feathers. In the previous world, no one taught him.

He just heard from others that his feathers were messy and he looked like a dirty and unwanted bad angel, so they didn't want to play with him.

The little guy doesn’t care whether he is clean or not, whether you want to play with him or not. He just feels a little uncomfortable with the three words “no one wants him”.

So the little cub began to learn to preen its feathers.

But he couldn't do it well, so he could only pluck out the feathers that were sticking up. Fortunately, his feathers were very dense, and they would grow out quickly after plucking them out, so it had no effect at all.

Over time, the little guy has gotten used to it.

Amos looked at the pair of small wings in silence.

He held the little boy in his arms and made him lie down.

The little guy is too small in its original form, and its wings are also a small pair. Its feathers are dense, and it hasn't been taken care of properly for a few days. It's really a bit fluffy and not smooth enough, and it looks like its hair has been blown up.

If Amos wants to straighten the little guy's feathers, he has to be patient and do it step by step.

Little Chuzao lay in Amos's arms, his little tail wagging back and forth, and the tip of his tail was pinched lightly.

"Don't move."

“Ouch!”

Oh, I see. Blah blah.

Little Chuzao spread out his little wings.

Feeling Amos straightening his feathers one by one back into place.

It's a little itchy, but not painful, and very comfortable. The little cub had just woken up and was a little dazed after being tidied up like this.

No one had ever preened his feathers before, and he didn't really know how to do it himself.

These days he didn't pay much attention to his little wings which were gradually getting frizzy.

So I never knew, why is preening feathers so comfortable?

The little halo on little Chuzao's head began to sway with joy.

“Ouch!”

He has a baby voice and is soft and cuddly.

I like it!

Amos didn't say anything, but just continued to tidy up the little guy's feathers. His movements were not unfamiliar.

After all, he has to groom his own feathers by himself. Amos has hundreds of years of experience in grooming feathers. Of course, this amount of time is just a blink of an eye for the immortal mythical race.

But he had never helped others to groom their feathers before.

And these little feathers are too dense.

Why do you have so much hair?

Amos sorted things out bit by bit, and then it was time to get off the starship.

Amos confirmed again and again that he had no suspicion of abusing the cub. The little guy's feathers were smooth and its fur was soft. There was no problem at all. Only then did he carry the little guy out.

Snowflakes are flying outside.

The red flag of the Saint Cass Empire was flying in the air.

But the moment he stepped out of the starship door, the little cub, who lived in a world with four seasons like spring and had never seen snow, was choked by the wind and snow. He turned around without hesitation and began to pull at Amos' clothes, and the little halo on his head kept shrinking into Amos' arms.

He was scratching and whimpering at the same time.

Beep, beep, hurry up, why is it so cold? Zao Zao is going to freeze to death.

Amos took out some spare clothes and wrapped the little white furry ball up with an expression that said I know you very well.

Waiting point.

After receiving the news that Amos had returned, about five or six members of the Crown Clan who had time today were already waiting here.

The atmosphere between them was a little heavy.

They are all brothers and sisters, but there is a difference between biological brothers and sisters and other relatives.

This is because the birth of Crown Clan cubs is different. Even if they have a mate from other races, they rely on mental power to be born in their habitats. Only those born in the habitats are Crown Clan. So after the habitat was destroyed hundreds of years ago, no more cubs appeared.

When they heard Amos's message before, although they were surprised by it, they all felt that they had misunderstood Amos's meaning, or that Amos had sent the wrong message.

There are no more Crown Clan cubs in this world, and their last generation of Crown Clan is beginning to go to the end.

In just these two days, the spiritual power crown of one of the few crown clans of their previous generation has been on the verge of being completely shattered, and it is estimated that it will not last for a few more days.

In addition, Amos' condition is getting worse and worse, and no one knows when he will completely collapse. They don't actually know much about Amos's mental condition. After all, when Amos' mental power is out of control, he always hides from them and goes directly to the habitat to release it.

They could only tell from Amos's increasingly broken crown that Amos was not in good condition.

The current situation is really worrying.

"Frey, what do you think the message His Majesty sent earlier means?"

Finally, someone spoke and looked at a young man with a stern face.

Frey looks somewhat similar to Amos.

If Amos was the type of person who was indifferent, lazy and unfocused, then Frey was like an iceberg, with no other expression on his face, so cold that it could not be melted.

The previous deceased Emperor Saint Cass had a total of five children. Amos was the second oldest, but had the strongest mental strength. Frey was Amos's eldest brother, and his abilities were also among the best.

Frey said nothing, watching the door over there open and a figure slowly walking towards him as if strolling in the garden - his younger brother had always been lawless and willful, and his character had not changed much after becoming the monarch of the entire Saint Cass.

Someone nearby said, "Maybe it was sent to the wrong person. Even if there is a cub, it can't be a cub of our Crown Clan. I have long forgotten what a cub looks like. But I often find Easter eggs in life, hahaha."

"Hey, don't tell me, our elders are all crazy about the cubs. To be honest, I don't have a deep impression. Why do they like the cubs so much? I can't even remember what the cubs of our crown family look like, unless a smaller version of the crown halo appears in front of me-"

They had already seen Amos, and also the little ball in Amos' arms. They saluted subconsciously, but before they could say anything, they saw the little ball in Amos' arms move, and a complex and gorgeous golden halo emerged tremblingly. It was very, very small, not even as big as the palm of a hand, and it just emerged tremblingly, shaking from the cold of the ice and snow.

The next moment, a snow-white furry little paw pulled its little halo back.

Haha, there really is a little halo...

...small halo?

ah? ? ? ? ?