Angor looked at Hobbiton who seemed to have no qualms about hugging his leg. Didn't this guy hate him?
When Angor boarded the airship without Ananda, Hobbiton almost got into a fight with him. Of course, it was a one-sided fight, and Angor didn't care about it.
Hobbiton was naive, but under Ananda's tutelage, he had picked up a lot of trash talk and arrogance. Thanks to Ananda's persuasion, Hobbiton didn't fight Angor, but he did talk a lot of trash talk.
Yet, Hobbiton suddenly became friendly with Angor. Angor didn't think it was because he was afraid of flying in a strange environment. But Angor didn't think these were the reasons for the kid's sudden change of attitude.
Did he become enlightened overnight?
When they reached the beach of Phantom Island, Angor grabbed Hobbiton by the back of his neck and dragged him off his leg.
"We're here." Angor's clear voice made Hobbiton open his eyes a little. When he saw the beach and the forest of palms in front of him, he finally calmed down. But Hobbiton still didn't dare to look back. The beach of Phantom Island wasn't connected to the ocean. Instead, it was connected to the sea of clouds. If he lost his footing, there was no chance of survival.
Hobbiton blushed and didn't dare to look at Angor. This was the first time he was so cowardly in front of someone, especially Angor, whom he yelled at not long ago.
Angor didn't notice Hobbiton's uneasiness. He rubbed his chin and tried to come up with a solution. "Yes, they arrived at Phantom Island safely, but Hobbiton didn't send a poster. If he entered Phantom Island like this, he would either be cut in half by the magic array or eaten by the phantom beasts. What should I do now? "
Angor's transmitter was a low-level one. It couldn't send messages over long distances, so he couldn't contact Butler Goode.
"Maybe I should ask Hobbiton to follow me using his ability?" Angor thought about the feasibility of this plan. Hobbiton had an ability similar to Phantasm, which should allow him to avoid the magic array and the beasts.
However, Hobbiton's "Body of Illusions" could only last for one or two seconds at most. If he wanted to move, he had to come out of the illusionary state.
Obviously, there were still times when he was unable to do so.
"What should we do now?" Angor remained silent on the beach for a long time. Hobbiton finally calmed down and stared at Angor with eager eyes, waiting for his next move.
It was a little awkward to be stared at by Hobbiton for so long. "Phantom Island is my professor's training ground. I'll have to ask him if I want to bring you in. Wait here, I'll go talk to my professor first and come back for you."
There were no outsiders here, so there was no need to be afraid of strangers. As long as Hobbiton stayed away from the edge of the beach, he wouldn't be afraid of heights. He nodded to Angor and said, "I see. Hmm … and thank you. "
Angor raised an eyebrow. The naughty kid knew how to thank someone?
"Okay. Wait here." Angor knew that the kid always had a strange sense of pride, so he didn't tease Hobbiton. Instead, he simply nodded and walked away.
As he was about to enter the forest, he heard a familiar man's voice. "Angor?"
He quickly turned around and saw Sunders flying back to Phantom Island. So Sunders wasn't talking to him at Phantom Island?
Sunders always dressed in his usual gentlemanly attire. Occasionally, he would wear a black cloak with a red lining.
Angor quickly went to greet Sunders as soon as he landed.
Sunders glanced at Hobbiton and looked at Angor again.
"Is this your servant?" Sunders asked casually.
Angor shook his head and brought Hobbiton closer. "No. He's here for Butler Goode. He said Goode is his great-grandfather. He's —"
While introducing Hobbiton, he suddenly paused for a second and revealed a mischievous grin.
"Peter Pan who never grew up."
"Who's Peter Pan? I'm Hobbiton Moa, "Hobbiton complained.
Angor smiled. "There's a fairytale in my hometown about a naughty kid who never grew up. He's called Peter Pan, and he looks a lot like him."
Angor briefly explained how he met Hobbiton, including Hobbiton's abilities and the relationship between his family and Lady Lotus.
Sunders looked at Hobbiton again. "Goode isn't a Moa Phantom Servant. He's a Moa Phantom Servant. As far as I know, Goode hasn't returned to the Moa Clan for 40 years."
Hobbiton lowered his head in fear. "My mother was a Mosha Phantom Servant. I've never met Grandpa Goode, but my grandmother told me about him and gave me this." Hobbiton's eyes widened. Hobbiton's eyes widened when he heard Sunders' words. "My mother is a Mosha Phantom Servant. I've never met Grandpa Goode.
Hobbiton took out an ancient-looking ring inlaid with an emerald gem.
"Grandma told me that if I run into a problem I can't solve, I can take the ring to Grandpa Goode. Grandma also said that Goode works for a great wizard." Hobbiton rolled his eyes and tried to flatter Sunders without batting an eyelid.
Sunders glanced at the emerald ring and saw a trace of Goode's aura left behind.
Sunders nodded and gave Hobbiton temporary permission to enter Phantom Island. He then flew away.
Sunders didn't bother to explain the relationship between Hobbiton and Lady Lotus. He didn't even care about it.
"Let's go. Mister Sunders didn't say anything else. He must have accepted your identity." Angor glanced at the emerald ring. As an alchemist, he didn't find anything special about it. Maybe it was just an ordinary accessory that gave someone special emotions, just like Sunders' dagger.
Hobbiton looked at Sunders' flying figure with envy. "It's so nice to be able to fly. I wish I can become a wizard too. Will Grandfather Goode teach me wizardry?"
Angor didn't agree. He knew Goode wasn't a wizard, but he felt that Goode was as strong as one. At least, Goode was much better than Angor in front of Mister Rein.
"Actually, Peter Pan can fly too." With that, Angor walked into the forest.
He brought Hobbiton to Sunders' mansion.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Butler Goode walking to him. "Mister Padt." Butler Goode then looked at Hobbiton with nostalgia.
Hobbiton once saw Goode's portrait in his family. Many years ago, Goode was wearing this mask. Hobbiton recognized Goode right away because of the unique patterns on the mask. He felt both happy and uneasy at the same time.
Apart from that, Hobbiton was also surprised by Angor's identity. He thought Angor was just an ordinary wizard, but he didn't expect Goode to call him "Mister Padt". Did this mean Angor was someone important?
Angor spoke to Butler Goode. "He's Hobbiton. He said he's your relative. I brought him here. I'll leave the rest to you, Butler Goode."
Goode's emotionless voice revealed a hint of emotion. "Mister Padt already told me. Thank you, Mister Padt. I'll take care of the rest."
Angor brought Hobbiton to Butler Goode and prepared to go to his teacher's study. Before he could take a few steps, he heard Hobbiton's timid voice. "Mister Padt!"
Angor stopped and looked at Hobbiton.
Hobbiton blushed. "Thank you for bringing me to Grandpa, mister. I-I … can I ask a favor of you, mister?"
Under the mask, Good frowned and wanted to stop Hobbiton's rudeness.
"Go ahead."
Angor thought Hobbiton was going to talk about Ananda again, so he tried to keep a calm face.
"Mister Padt, can you tell me … the story of Peter Pan?"
Hobbiton hesitated for a while and asked a question that surprised Angor a little. Did Hobbiton want to know Peter Pan's story because he was lonely, or because he wanted to find a sense of identity? Or maybe both?
It wasn't a difficult task. "Let's talk about it when the time comes."
…
Angor pushed open the door to Sunders' study. To his surprise, Sunders was already sitting in front of his desk, writing away as fast as he could, just like every other time he came.
"I know you have a lot of questions, such as the Nightmare Domain. I'll tell you about it later. Now, the most important thing is that you tell me what happened when you closed the nightmare tunnel. Make sure you don't leave out any details. " The serious look on Sunders' face gave Angor a bad feeling.
Seeing Sunders' serious expression, Angor's relaxed attitude began to change. He tried to recall what happened back then.
"My professor asked me to find a way to close the tunnel. I didn't know how to do it, so I tried to destroy the nodes in my body …" Angor explained.
"… Later, I destroyed my heart's node without permission, causing me to be severely injured and unconscious. When I woke up, I discovered that it was that green-furred owl plushie that had saved me. It even told me not to commit suicide … At the time, I was thinking that since I could communicate with Olga, I should think of a way to trick it into telling me how to close the tunnel.
"… Monsters came out one after another. Then I thought about how Auri said the queen needed to show off her power, so I decided to do the opposite. I'll pretend to expand the tunnel so that the monsters could come out faster. I'll figure out how to control the tunnel first, then I'll find a way to close it."
Angor thought that if he could expand the tunnel, he could shrink or even close it. They were two extremes, but the methods should be similar.
With this in mind, Angor used his memory loss as an excuse to get what he wanted from Auri.
Auri taught Angor how to control one's willpower. He was surprised to find that controlling one's willpower had something to do with his ability to sense the emotions of monsters. He used to communicate with monsters using his emotions, but it was just a subconscious action. He didn't really know how to do it himself.
This willpower method taught Angor a real way to communicate with his emotions, as well as many other ways to control his emotions. Angor could even use his emotions to communicate with humans when they opened their spirit barriers.
Angor didn't close the tunnel right away. Instead, he did something else.
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