"Dozens of wind creatures, including Hurricane, are all trapped in the illusionary realm?"
When Angel returned to the gondola, Dangross appeared incredulous. It knew Earl Mi was strong, but it hadn’t expected Angel’s power to be this formidable too.
Before, it was smugly thinking that if its little minions were here, with their help, its strength on the entire ship might only be second to Earl Mi.
But now it seemed, it was too naive.
Jack and Arnott were also in a daze at this moment. Arnott, originally sobbing quietly for some inexplicable reason, was now so stunned by the battlefield situation that it forgot to cry. Jack’s reaction was more direct, trembling on the stand, too scared to even make eye contact with Angel.
Angel didn’t notice the reactions of these little guys. Upon his return, he focused all his attention on the indistinct green shadow beside the gondola.
This green shadow was none other than Kamil, the Sage of White Cloud Village.
Angel was quite curious about this sage.
Be it Magu or the bitter Platinum, their descriptions of Kamil could be summed up in one word: mysterious.
Because Kamil never revealed its form outside, not even the wind-element lineage of White Cloud Village knew what Kamil’s true form looked like.
There were even rumors in the outside world that Kamil wasn’t real, but rather an avatar of the gentle wind Urano.
Whether this rumor was true or not, Angel didn’t care much. He was more concerned about another legend regarding Kamil, which was told to him by Posia, the Sage of the Wild Stone Wasteland: Kamil’s birth was at a very subtle timing, during the world reset after a cataclysm, when Mr. Feng was still in the Tidal World. Moreover, the relationship between the gentle wind Urano and Mr. Feng was quite good. Coupled with the timing coincidence, it was rumored that Kamil was a human creation left by Mr. Feng, rather than naturally born from the Tidal World.
Although Posia had jokingly mentioned this legend, even not believing it herself, since it was related to the Magic Painter Wizard Feng, Angel couldn’t help but listen. Now that he had met Kamil, he wanted to explore the truth about Kamil.
Kamil was also curious about Angel and wanted to take this opportunity to probe Angel’s depths. Thus, an intentional exchange between them began.
After about a quarter of an hour of conversation, Angel discovered that Kamil indeed harbored some secrets.
However, this secret might not involve Feng, but rather Kamil’s own true form.
Regarding everything else, including information about Feng and the rumors about its relationship with Feng, Kamil responded calmly, effortlessly clarifying the matters.
Only when it came to its true form did Kamil, although still emotionally composed, repeatedly change the subject and respond more chaotically compared to before.
This made Angel certain that perhaps the issue concerning its true form was what Kamil least wanted to discuss.
Previously, the bitter Platinum had secretly entrusted him to help find out what Kamil’s true form actually looked like. Judging by Kamil’s performance so far, it seemed impossible to find out.
As for the rumor related to Feng, even without Kamil’s explanation, Angel could see that it was actually false.
Because, although Kamil hadn’t revealed its true form, Angel could still sense the wind coming from it.
Indeed, it was a wind creature, and indeed the wind of White Cloud Village.
Though the rumors didn’t match the expectations, Angel still felt delighted with the interaction with Kamil. He had encountered too many mischievous kids and hotheads ready to fight at the slightest disagreement along his journey. Being able to have such a normal, serious conversation with someone was something he cherished.
Their conversation was short-lived, however, being interrupted by the hurried arrival of the gentle wind Urano from the Cloud Fog Illusion.
The gentle wind Urano had a complex expression, its eyes carrying a hint of expectation.
Angel met its gaze, then looked down at the harp it held tightly, and with another look at the distant illusion, he already understood the current situation completely.
The gentle wind Urano had extracted Lobal’s illusion node but hadn’t installed it inside the harp. Instead, it released the illusion node again through the harp. The target of the release was... the Wind Island Guardians trapped within the illusionary realm.
After doing this, the gentle wind Urano didn’t bother with the dozens of wind creatures without a pledged oath still inside the illusion, nor did it seek out the other two illusion nodes. It instead hurried to meet him, expressions filled with expectancy.
Even if Angel were foolish, he would understand what the gentle wind Urano intended.
Clearly, controlling the illusion using the harp had given it a taste of power, sparking a desire to truly take over the Cloud Mist Illusion.
Sure enough, the gentle wind Urano began discussing the various happenings within the illusion, never once mentioning the ownership of the illusion, yet the earnestness and desire in its words were unmistakable. Both Kamil and even Dangross at its side heard its intention clearly.
Once the gentle wind Urano finished speaking, it looked at Angel with eager eyes.
In the face of the gentle wind Urano’s anticipation, Angel didn’t immediately agree but instead spoke softly: "This time, my main goal was to learn about some pre-cataclysm..."
Before Angel could finish, the gentle wind Urano urgently interjected: "No problem!"
"Also, regarding Mr. Feng..."
The gentle wind Urano seemed to remember something, a flicker in its eyes, yet it still swiftly responded: "I can, I promise to leave nothing unsaid."
"I also hope..."
"I already said, anything you want to know and I know, I can share with you." At this point, the gentle wind Urano was getting the hang of interrupting before Angel finished speaking.
Angel paused for a moment and said: "Including the true form of Kamil, the Sage?"
"Ah?" The gentle wind Urano suddenly stopped, its throat seemed to be caught, and it coughed awkwardly. Its head slowly turned to look at Kamil nearby.
Although Kamil didn’t speak, nor could its expression be discerned from the indistinct green shadow, the gentle wind Urano inexplicably felt a chill behind it.
The gentle wind Urano gulped down a nonexistent wad of spit: "I can only speak for myself, I might not be able to answer questions about Kamil, the Sage."
Angel raised an eyebrow, deducing from this answer that the gentle wind Urano knew about Kamil’s true form, but also chose not to disclose it.
It seems, the true form of Kamil, the Sage, might indeed be somewhat peculiar.
Facing the embarrassed and hesitant gentle wind Urano, Angel smiled slightly: "I was merely joking before... I actually have some matters for which I hope to gain your highness’s support. We can discuss the details after dealing with the current affairs, there’s no rush to talk now."
Pausing for a moment, Angel’s gaze turned towards the distant Mist.
In the expectant expression of Gentle Breeze Uranus, Angel spoke, "As for that Illusionary Realm, it is my honor that you hold it in such esteem, Your Highness. Since I have already entrusted the control of the Illusionary Realm to you, whether to keep it or dismantle it is naturally your decision to make."
"If Your Highness wishes to keep the Illusionary Realm, you must pay attention to the Illusion Nodes within; at the very least, one Illusion Node must be maintained. Only with all three nodes intact can the Illusionary Realm operate at its fullest potential."
With these words, Angel had already made his stance clear.