บท 283: MTh: A Dragon's Aura?

Liam's mouth twitched.

The fat red bird laid comfortably on the cushions and spread its small wings to feel the soft texture of the bed, "I am struggling to survive every day in this harsh world while you are living here comfortably. You even have your own kingdom. How unfair life is..." The little bird complained first.

"It's not a kingdom. It is just a house. Anyway, why is it my fault that you are here? Just don't put your blame on me."

The fat red bird snorted. He supported his little head with his wing while his round feathered body was lying lazily on the bed. He finally provided the backstory of what happened.