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The wind was still strong, but the amount of wind surrounding Wind Island was slowly decreasing.

Bud started to speak.

�I smell the scent of the wind attribute. An extremely strong scent at that.�

Bud looked down at his arms.

They were covered in goosebumps.

The scent that was coming out of the island along with the decreasing amount of wind.

It was similar to the scent of Bud�s wind attribute ancient power, but different at the same time.

However, that scent was slowly getting stronger.

�Cale is definitely doing something.�

Wind Island.

The Three Restricted Areas.

The scent of wind coming off of Cale was slowly getting stronger as that area started to change.

That was why he was thinking that Cale was still fine and that they could not rashly make any moves.

He heard Ron�s voice at that moment.

�However, it will soon be two days since he ran out of food.�

His voice was dry.

His son Beacrox handed him a bottle of water. Ron wet his lips with the water.

Ron had put five days� worth of food in Cale�s spatial pocket bag just in case. Cale would soon reach his limits no matter how much he rationed the food.

The old man looked toward the island and continued to speak.

�The young master-nim was always a troublemaker.�

His puppy young master-nim had always given him headaches.

Ron did not know what Cale was doing right now.

He also didn�t know the situation inside the island. JrNovels.com