Chapter 530: Oriole, Oriole, Oriole_3

Owen Bertram and Amelia looked at each other; at this point, they could only rely on themselves to withstand the situation. Owen said, "Speed up." They darted across the grassland like lightning, but the grassland seemed boundless. Suddenly, Owen said, "Get on my back."

"Huh?" Amelia's eyes widened in surprise. Owen explained, "What are you thinking? We're trying to see if we can avoid the influence of the water's power by not touching the grassland."

"If it works, I'll carry you first, then you can carry me. We'll take turns resting."

Amelia jumped up like a rabbit: "Brother, catch me!"

If she hadn't shouted, Owen would have instinctively dodged. But in the end, he managed to restrain himself and caught Amelia in his arms.

"How is it?"