A Ke thought Illaoi was a lovely name, but Liszt ultimately rejected it.
"For tradition's sake, let's call it Pike."
This so-called tradition was that all the mounts, Magic Beasts, elves, and dragons he had tamed along the way shared this style of naming—Fire Dragon, Li Dragon, Dousen, Curly Blessing, Lightning, Zyra, Nami, Loki, Mickey, Rio, Fizz, Tahm, Rose.
So, following convention, the Giant Kelp Great Elf was named Pike.
Pike, the Bloodharbor Ripper, was a particularly vicious champion from League of Legends, and the name suited the Giant Kelp Great Elf's temperament quite well.
"You'll be called Pike. Remember that?"
"Gurgle!"
"You're called Pike. Come, say it after me..." Liszt communicated through thought, pointing at it as he carefully pronounced the words in Snake Script. "Pike!"
Pike turned its head away and ignored Liszt.
Smiling, Liszt took out a handful of jade powder. "Pike."
"Gurgle..." Pike stared fixedly at the jade powder, unable to look away. Only after a long while did it reluctantly open its mouth. "Bai... ke..."
"It's Pike. Pike." Liszt clenched his fist, his smile unchanged.
"Pa... ke..."
"Pike."
On the third try, the Giant Kelp Great Elf finally called its own name clearly. "Pike."
"Good boy. Here, this is yours. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving for a while. I'll come find you again this evening." He placed the jade powder in Pike's hand.
Liszt waved, then rode the Rainbow Whale Rose away with A Ke, leaving Pike and its enormous Giant Kelp Bug Grass behind.
Once they vanished into the Giant Kelp Forest, Pike, which had been eating jade powder with its head lowered, suddenly stopped. It raised its head and stared blankly in the direction Liszt had left, seemingly lost in thought.
A quarter of an hour, perhaps two.
Pike