It was a small, pink flying pig.
Its body length was about 1.3 to 1.4 meters, and it looked a little round and smooth. Her tender skin was incomparably soft and smooth. Not only was it smooth and glossy, but it was also quite elastic, making people want to rub it.
On its back, there was a pair of very small pure white wings, estimated to be no more than 30 centimeters in length. The wings were completely out of proportion to the pig's body, but they were still able to carry it in the air.
This was the cutest and most girlish Wind Elf Angor had ever seen.
However, the cute little flying pig was currently pacing back and forth at the entrance of the hall with a sad look.
The flying pig hesitated for a moment before it reluctantly flew to Angor's group.
"Mister Padt, this is the Wind Elf I adopted," said Camus. The one who spoke was Camus. He introduced the identity of the little Flying Pig, but when he mentioned the word "adopt," his pupils changed slightly, but they quickly returned to normal.
"I remember, it's called Cupid?" Angor glanced at Cub Bigg. He saw this creature once in the outer circle of Wind Island, but he didn't pay much attention to its appearance. All his attention was focused on Cub Bigg's incredible speed. As expected of a wind creature. Even an elf could move so fast.
Now that he saw Cubby as a flying pig, Angor was quite surprised. He couldn't understand how such a small pair of wings could carry the pig so fast.
"Yes." Camus nodded and glanced at Cubby from the corner of his eyes. He raised his voice. "What are you waiting for? Did you forget what I told you?"
Cubby hesitated for a moment and slowly landed in front of Angor. Under Camus's gaze, it slowly landed on the ground.
Seeing that Cubby didn't move after landing, Camus couldn't help but remind it, "And then?"
Qiu Big lowered his head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's, "Honorable Pa … Mister, I shouldn't have encouraged my partner to grab your clothes. I have a deep understanding of the mistake I made. I hope Mister can forgive my ignorance."
After saying this emotionless, obviously recited line in one breath, Cub Big finally let out a huge sigh of relief. It secretly glanced at Camus, wondering if Camus was satisfied with its words.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you apologizing to me?" Camus asked.
Cubby quickly looked away and gave Angor a hopeful look.
Angor remained silent and didn't answer Cubby's question. Instead, he spoke to Camus. "Like I said, you don't need to apologize for something so insignificant."
Cub Bigg's beady eyes lit up. He followed Angor's gaze and looked at Camus.
Camus also noticed Cubby's gaze but didn't care. Instead, he sighed deeply. "I don't think it's a small matter. I rarely spend time with Cubby, and it's getting more and more unruly. This is why it offended you, mister. I hope I can use this chance to teach it a lesson. "
Camus didn't say those words out loud. Instead, it was carried into Angor's ears by an invisible wind. Cubby, on the other hand, couldn't hear what Camus said.
Angor understood what Camus was trying to say. Camus wanted to teach his son a lesson for being naughty all the time.
It sounded reasonable, but when he thought about it carefully, there was something wrong with it.
If you know Cubby is unruly, there are plenty of chances to teach it a lesson. Why do you have to use this chance?
Also, Camus said he wanted Cubby to apologize, but in the end, he just wanted Angor to play the bad guy so he could punish Cubby.
It was a little unreasonable to let a guest who had come from afar and whose relationship with them was still unclear play the role of the villain for no reason.
Camus was a wise man. Why would he do something so "wise"?
Or could it be that it really thought that it had a way to teach a brat who had been naughty all year round back to his original position in an instant?
Many thoughts flashed in Angor's mind, but he held them back for now.
Back to the present. It didn't matter whether he agreed to Camus' request or not. No matter what he said, he would be walking in a strange circle.
Instead of wasting his time in a circle where he didn't know what was going on, he might as well ask Camus for his opinion.
"I understand, Mister Camus …" Angor considered and sent a voice transmission. "But what kind of punishment do you want me to give to Cubby?"
"How about we do as you said, mister?" Camus asked.
Like what I said? Angor didn't know how to react. What did I just say?
"The Oath of Ding Yuan," Camus said.
Angor suddenly realized something. He did say that Cubby was lucky to meet him. If it was someone else, Cubby would have to make a complete Oath of Ding Yuan, or it wouldn't be over.
"You want me to scare it with the Oath of Ding Yuan, Mister Camus?"
Camus said, "No need to scare it. Just let it sign the oath."
Angor didn't know what to say.
Camus's voice was still gentle and calm, but Angor was shocked by what he just said.
Camus didn't want to punish Cubby. He didn't want to keep the naughty child anymore!
"You're kidding, aren't you?"
Camus looked serious. "I'm not kidding. I've thought about it for a long time, and I think Cubby did something wrong. He should be punished as you said, mister."
Angor was puzzled. Did he come to Wind Island in the wrong way? Even if Camus didn't want the child anymore, he could just dump it somewhere. Why did he have to do it with him?
Also, Princess Soft Wind just said that signing Ding Yuan's Vow of Acquiescence would cause the unrestrained wind creatures to become depressed or even self-destruct. Now, Camus came up with this idea. Angor could not understand what was going on.
Camus seemed to have noticed Angor's hesitation. He did not rush them. Instead, he walked to Qiu Bigg, who was still in a daze, and said, "Your mischief this time is very serious. It may even destroy the reputation of the entire Wind Island. You must be severely punished. As for how you should be punished, I'll discuss it with Mister Padt first. "
Camus waved a hand at Cubby. "Alright, you go back to your room. I'll see you later."
Cubby was confused. Wasn't he here to apologize? Why did he have to be punished? And he was asked to go back first? What the hell was going on?
Cubby didn't know what was going on, but Camus' words still had some effect on it. It nodded and went back to its room.
After Cubby left, Camus spoke to Angor again, "Mister, you seem to have some questions."
"Yeah, I don't understand. Why are you doing this?"
Camus sighed deeply. "The reason behind this is very complicated, but I sincerely hope to take this opportunity to make it leave Wind Island. It's best if he can see a bigger world. "
"Like the human world?" Angor raised an eyebrow.
Camus nodded. "Mister Padt, you signed a 20-year oath with the wind creatures in Storm Ridge. You don't plan to take them away from Tide Realm, do you?"
Angor didn't answer. "So you think I'll take Cubby to the human world after signing the oath?"
Camus: "Yes."
Angor looked at Camus' blurry figure. He still couldn't understand it. Why did Camus want to take Cubby away from Tide Realm? Was it because Cubby needed a bigger stage? Or was there another reason?
Angor didn't ask about it. Since Camus only used "complicated" as an excuse, Angor assumed that Camus didn't want to talk too much about it.
"The complete Mork's Oath will restrict the freedom of wind creatures. Are you willing to do that?" Angor asked.
Camus didn't try to hide the truth. "You're talking about mature wind creatures, sir. They already have a complete and independent view of freedom, which is why they're restricted by the oath. Cubby still needs some time to reach adulthood, so there's still a lot of room for improvement. "
These words were beautiful, but in fact, they were just brainwashing.
Angor didn't expect Camus to be so cruel to his adopted Cubby.
The air suddenly fell silent. Camus smiled gently. "Actually, I'm also betting. I think Mister should be a good human."
Besides, I don't have any other choice. After all, apart from the Savior, you're the first human to come to the Tidal Realm. "
"You don't need to make a decision right away. Just tell me before you leave Wind Island. It's up to the heavens whether you succeed or not. "
Angor glanced at Camus. "Using the will of the heavens … That doesn't sound like something an elemental creature would say. It sounds more like something a prophet would say."
Camus chuckled and changed the topic. "Speaking of which, Mister Feng was the one who told us about the 'will of the heavens'."
Angor understood. How could a bunch of elemental creatures talk about the 'will of the heavens'? Well, it was possible if Feng was talking about it.
Ever since Angor entered the Abyss Plane, he believed that Feng must have a deep understanding of the so-called "will of the heavens" and "fate". Otherwise, why would he always leave behind a lot of backup plans and set up a bunch of mysterious schemes?
Maybe Feng's hidden talent was prophecy.
This was why Angor believed Camus right away when he heard Camus talking about the "will of the heavens".
"Do you know what Feng You said about fate, fate, and the future?" Angor asked curiously. He believed that his appearance in Tide Realm was also part of Feng's plan, so he was very sensitive to such information.
"That … I don't know." Camus said helplessly. "I only know that this phrase came from Mr. Feng. Perhaps only His Royal Highness knows the details."
The moment Camus's voice fell, a soft breeze suddenly blew in the surroundings.
As a gentle breeze brushed past their faces, a voice as gentle as the wind sounded in their ears. "Mister Feng does indeed often talk about fate and the will of the heavens. He has lamented more than once that he came to the Tidal Realm by following the compass of fate."
Angor and Camus turned around and saw countless gusts of wind gathering on the platform in front of the hall. In the end, the gusts of wind turned into a figure holding a harp in his hand.
It was Gentle Wind Uranus.
He plucked the strings and walked to Angor. "Thank you for your understanding, Mister Padt. When my people calm down, I will tell them the truth. The real hero is not me, Mister Padt. "
"I'm not a hero. I went against Hariken's group because they wanted to harm me. If they treat me with kindness, I'll do the same. If they treat me with evil, I'll do the same. "
Gentle Wind Uranus knew that Angor was just trying to warn him. He chuckled. "I'm thinking the same thing, Mister Padt. I'm sure you can tell the difference between fake kindness and genuine kindness, Mister Padt. "
After confirming that Gentle Wind Uranus was a "Virgin Mary", Angor no longer doubted the man's sincerity. Even if he was, he must have done a lot of good deeds since he managed to fool so many wise men.
Because of this, he trusted Gentle Wind Uranus a lot.
"I don't care whether you tell your people or not. But if you really want to tell them, just tell them. Don't make me look like a hero." Angor put on a serious look. "Let's get back to the topic. You mentioned something about fate, Mister Feng. Is it true?"
Gentle Wind Uranus nodded. "Yes. Mister Feng always talks about it. If you don't believe me, Mister Padt, you can ask Namicui and Yzert. They've spent more time with Mister Feng than I have."
"It's Yzert, Your Highness." Camus quickly reminded Gentle Wind Uranus.
Gentle Wind Uranus didn't mind at all. "Don't worry about such trivial details."
"Of course, I believe you, Your Highness."
But … if Feng really did say something like "following the compass of fate", it meant that Feng didn't come to Tide Realm on his own accord.
Maybe Feng set up a trap for Tide Realm just like the Abyss Plane.
Back in the Abyss Plane, Angor already fell into Feng's trap like an idiot. Was he going to fall into Feng's trap again?
He shook his head and sighed helplessly. There was no point in thinking about it right now.
When he entered the Tidal Realm, he saw the words left behind by Feng. But the Tide Realm was too good to be true, and he needed an elemental companion, so he had no choice but to enter.
Since he already decided, there was no point in thinking about it now.
His priority was to find out what kind of trap Feng set up in Tide Realm.
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