Just as Toby was about to speak, Angel felt the ground of the terrace shake under his feet. At the same time, Toby’s eyes changed again, and he buried his head into Angel’s chest pocket like an ostrich, leaving only his trembling tail feathers exposed.
Angel was puzzled when the ground shook again. Turning around, he saw a gigantic figure leap up from outside the Sky Tower, landing heavily on the terrace against the sunlight.
As the light halo from the backlight gradually dissipated, Angel could see the arriving person clearly.
A person dressed in a luxurious purple dress, holding a lace-edged folding fan... the Great Demon King of Flesh Mountain.
"Diamond Barbie" Greya!
A few days ago, Angel knew that with Sanders’ help, Greya had entered the Wilderness of Dreams. However, because Greya was dragged into Duling Garden by Misty Goldlady, this was Angel’s first time seeing her in the Wilderness of Dreams.
Greya opened the fan, covering her mouth and laughing softly. It appeared to be a very ladylike action, but done with her current physique, it was quite eerie.
"So it’s Angel, did you come in today too?" Greya said with a smile: "No wonder Toby ran so fast today, did he catch your scent?"
Greya didn’t engage much in conversation with Angel but instead looked at the ostrich-like Toby with a smile.
"Don’t think just because Angel is back, you can escape today. Come obediently with me, or else the punishment will double~" Greya took steps forward, each step causing a vibration, making Toby tremble even more, but his head was still buried in Angel’s arms, refusing to come out.
After approaching Angel, Greya used her fan to poke Toby’s tail feathers.
Toby immediately jumped up, letting out a wail.
Toby sneaked a glance at Angel, but Greya laughed: "I already told you before, no one can save you, not even Angel!"
Angel opened his mouth, intending to say something, but Greya shot him a glare.
Soon after, a Mind Ribbon connected to Angel.
Feeling the Mind Ribbon, Angel was startled.
There was no doubt, the Mind Ribbon was released by Greya. The reason for Angel’s surprise, however, was because it was his first time connecting to a virtual magic-constructed Mind Ribbon.
It must be said... there’s really not much difference from the Mind Ribbon in reality.
However, the Mind Ribbon is a pseudo-third-level Trick, and Greya has only been in here for mere four or five days, yet she’s able to use virtual magic to perform a third-level Trick? That talent, truly fitting for the flagbearer of the Culinary Branch.
"Don’t speak for Toby." Greya’s mental wave transmitted from the other end of the Mind Ribbon.
Angel wanted to ask why, but before he could speak, Greya continued: "I’ll deal with you later. I let Toby stay with you because he progresses fast around you; but look, what have you done recently, just letting Toby sleep every day, and play crazily in the Wilderness of Dreams. If I hadn’t come in, Toby would probably have turned into a wasted bird by now. I’ll definitely keep this account!"
Angel originally wanted to say a few words for Toby, but hearing Greya’s words, he shut his mouth immediately.
Although Greya’s words were somewhat exaggerated, she wasn’t wrong either. Recently Angel indeed let Toby be, not minding what he did. Given Toby’s personality, it’s normal for him to play wildly in the Wilderness of Dreams.
Now that Greya has decided to take control, Angel dared not object.
Seeing Angel "behaving," Greya then looked at the shivering Toby with a smile: "It’s better for you to obediently take the punishment and come with me to train. Without any energy constraints here, it’s a perfect place to purely train your reaction speed and precise control over magic power."
Understanding that relying on Angel is impossible, Toby couldn’t help but let out a few aggrieved cries.
"What’s that? You say you want to leave the Wilderness of Dreams and return to reality?" Greya concealed a chuckle behind her fan, uncaringly saying: "Then that’s even better. Your Snake Bird form has probably been dormant for a long time. How about I come over to train your Snake Bird form?"
Toby’s eyes dulled, and it took a while before they dimmed slowly, emitting low cries.
From the sounds, it was apparent that he had resigned himself.
Greya nodded with satisfaction and took Toby from Angel’s arms, holding him by the scruff of his neck: "Let’s go, we’re heading to the stone pillar arena in Southern City. Coincidentally, there’s a Demon Hunter on duty there, and its Demonic Fiend is your favorite Ammonite Flower form.~"
After speaking, Greya nodded at Angel, then prepared to turn and leave with Toby.
Before leaving, Greya glanced at the office behind the terrace, meeting Wallace’s gaze.
Unfazed, Greya withdrew her sight and looked at Angel: "You’ve already informed the Barbarian Cave about the Wilderness of Dreams?"
Angel nodded: "Yes, you should also have heard from Frode, regarding the Tea Party."
Because it’s essential to use the Tea Party to publicly reveal the existence of the Wilderness of Dreams to a small extent, collaboration with the Barbarian Cave is necessary. After all, using Dream Conch to pull into the Wilderness of Dreams requires Lord Reine’s approval.
"I heard. I have to say, your ambition is quite large." Greya chuckled softly: "However, I also support it because the beauty of the Wilderness of Dreams is only understood by those who have experienced it."
Greya waved her finger casually, dispersing beautiful magical colors. These colors melded into Greya’s dress, instantly making its color more splendid.
Greya looked at her body in admiration, then at the color of her dress: with the existence of the Wilderness of Dreams, she was once again able to see her magnificent body and finally had the mind to dress herself up.
"Now I increasingly regret that I didn’t bring you into Candy House and let Sanders seize you first." Greya sighed.
"From what Greya said, you really want to taste my Magic Bread again?" Angel made a black, foul-smelling lump with a reverse hand gesture.
Greya jumped back several meters, disdainfully glancing at the "inferior Magic Bread": "Don’t overthink, there are non-culinary wizards in Candy House too."
Angel kept smiling silently.
Greya spoke with mild irritation: "Fine, I’ll take Toby away first."
As Greya’s figure vanished, her voice floated back on the wind: "The Wilderness of Dreams is splendid, I hope to witness the dawning of a new era..."
Angel softly murmured: Rather than blessings, I desire practical action. We desperately need a head chef for the Tea Party banquet. Interested?