Glug glug.
Glug glug—
In such a tense moment, suddenly hearing two consecutive bubbling water sounds instantly attracted everyone’s attention.
Except for Gluz Deward still holding out against the Wall of Vapour, Observer and Polo Ye both turned to look.
They saw the Dalmatian from the Void Traveler, as usual, paddling its four short, chubby little legs vigorously, trying to "float" on the "water surface," struggling noticeably more than before, so the sound of water was naturally louder.
"What’s with your dog?" Polo Ye looked at Angel.
Angel quickly waved his hand, "It’s not my dog! This Void Traveler isn’t mine either!"
Angel wasn’t lying, and Polo Ye could naturally tell. But Polo Ye also understood the art of conversation; he didn’t believe these two little fellows had no connection to Angel. With the Void Traveler’s powerful ability to break through space, it was estimated that it was Angel’s fallback plan.
However, these two little fellows weren’t powerful creatures. Angel really wanted to be taken away by the Void Traveler, but it was basically impossible.
So, Polo Ye didn’t continue to focus, just casually warned: "Whether it’s your dog or not, you’d better tell it to shut up. Shoo-ro! Don’t even think about using the Void Traveler to escape; you can’t get away."
After the warning, Polo Ye turned back, continuing to watch Gluz Deward’s situation.
But within a few seconds, Polo Ye heard barking noises from behind, "Wang wang wang."
It was just water sounds before, but now it’s barking and so clear?
Was it treating his warning as nothing?
Polo Ye didn’t dislike furry animals, but he hated disobedient creatures, even if it’s a fluffy puppy!
Polo Ye suddenly turned his head, his gaze directly fixed on the Dalmatian.
At a glance, Polo Ye’s eyes paused... Because, this Dalmatian somehow managed to float up to the "surface," struggling to crawl out from the mouth of the Void Traveler.
As it crawls, it whimpers in a babyish voice, with its head held high, looking proudly as if it overcame countless obstacles to swim ashore.
"Shoo~ro! This guy actually got ashore?" Polo Ye exclaimed, then suddenly thought of something, shaking his head. "No, it wasn’t drowning in the first place, and what does it getting ashore have to do with me? I told it to shut up!"
Remembering his intent, Polo Ye then raised a pinkish tentacle, swinging it towards the Dalmatian.
Polo Ye didn’t use much force, but it’s all relative. With his robust body, even a tiny effort would turn the Dalmatian into mush with such a "whip."
And the Dalmatian, still unaware of the impending tragedy, just looked at Polo Ye with innocent, pitiful shiny black eyes.
Just as the tragedy was about to unfold, a hand suddenly blocked Polo Ye’s tentacle.
The Dalmatian narrowly escaped.
"Shoo-ro? Observer?" Polo Ye’s gaze turned to the Observer, for it was he who intervened and stopped him.
Observer said casually, "It’s just a puppy that doesn’t know better, no need to get angry over it."
"Shoo—ro—you know it’s just a puppy, Observer, why get on my bad side over it?" Polo Ye retorted.
Observer released Polo Ye’s tentacle, too lazy to argue with Polo Ye. Because according to Polo Ye’s logic, arguing would never end.
"However, since Observer took the initiative to help the dog, I’ll let it go for your sake. Shoo-ro~" Polo Ye winked at Observer.
Observer naturally understood Polo Ye’s meaning: He verbally stated he’s sparing the puppy for Observer’s sake, obviously trying to gain favor by pretending to let the puppy go.
Polo Ye’s maneuver showcased his self-centered nature splendidly. He completely ignored the fact that he intended to deal with the Dalmatian first.
Observer didn’t want Polo Ye to take a favor from him just like that; he wanted to rebut a few words but looked at the puppy, then at the old Angel beside him. For some reason, the words ready on his lips were swallowed.
As he said himself, isn’t it just a dog. With a wizard who’s lived countless years, human life is a mere flicker, why would he care about a dog? Yet he intervened, blocking Polo Ye’s attack on the dog.
Why did he help the Dalmatian?
This question, Observer himself didn’t know; perhaps it was a momentary sympathy or a premonition, or... some inexplicable inner thought.
His inner thought, in essence, was a mixture of unresolved questions.
He wondered, did Angel truly come back for the belief and faith in alchemy? If he’s truly a person with such steadfast faith, he shouldn’t have left in the first place.
He wondered, where did Angel’s Green Pattern Domain Field come from? Why does his Green Pattern Domain Field ward off such strong effects of disorder, remaining effective even now?
He wondered, what is Angel’s confidence? Since Angel arrived, he hasn’t shown even a hint of fear, Observer and Polo Ye have the strength as backing, but what does Angel use? Simply because he’s under his protection, he has confidence? That doesn’t make sense either.
Most importantly, even in the late stages of the birth of the Mysterious Object, now, Angel still shows no significant fear. This is clearly not a behavior a weak Official Wizard should have.
These questions, Observer has no answers. But since Angel arrived, these mysteries have continuously piled up, although not reflected on the surface, they have sunk into the depths of his heart as inner thoughts.
And these inner thoughts usually have little impact, but when Polo Ye acted against the Dalmatian earlier, they became a trigger for impulse, prompting Observer to stop Polo Ye.
Perhaps it’s inspiration, or perhaps an inclination of the heart; since he stopped Polo Ye, there’s no need to retract it. So what if he gives Polo Ye a favor, and for such a gesture of saving an ordinary puppy, by equal principle, Polo Ye dare not demand too much in return.
Thinking of this, Observer swallowed the rebuttal, ostensibly acquiescing to Polo Ye’s unreasonable demand.
That surprised Polo Ye; he prepared for a verbal battle but saw Observer actually gave in.
It’s good to have given in! Even if it’s just a small favor, it’s still a favor.
At this moment, Polo Ye was extremely pleased, even the Dalmatian seemed cute to him.
On the other side, Angel was completely unaware that Observer did some self-reflection on a psychological level. Regarding Polo Ye wanting to hit the Dalmatian earlier... Angel was entirely unconcerned, even secretly urging: Go on, hit it! Hurry and hit!
The Dalmatian’s performance is so lively, maybe hitting it a few times would wake it up.
As for being turned to mush?