To "return" something, three conditions had to be met.
There had to be someone to return it, an owner, and the thing being returned...
But there was another condition no one knew about: the "road of return"!
That was why the bridge in the East Blue had been under construction for eight hundred years without pause.
According to a secret passed down among the Celestial Dragons, the Spirit of the Myriad Spirits lived somewhere no known means could reach: an independent space.
To return the National Treasure stored deep within the Flower Chamber to the Spirit of the Myriad Spirits, the Celestial Dragons had to follow this ritualistic route. Only then could they reach the spirit's dwelling, the Heavenly Palace.
Their goal...
"Return the spirit's possession and become Nobles of the Heavens...?"
Ron silently rubbed his temples. "That sounds exactly like something the Celestial Dragons would do."
Gods were real!
The Celestial Dragons wanted to become Nobles of the Heavens—to live in the heavens forever as true descendants of a god!
It sounded absurd. If anyone else had said it, Ron would have dismissed it outright.
But the information came from a Celestial Dragon, and the manic look on Doflamingo's face had not seemed like an act.
"No wonder the Five Elders were so wary of my plan to establish a presence across the Four Blues. If the Kingdom of Bridges were exposed to the world..."
Would the rulers' position be overturned?
It would go far beyond that.
The whole world would go mad!!
"So the Five Elders had good reason to want him silenced. How could they feel safe with someone that dangerous knowing a secret like this?"
Ron lifted his glass with a sigh, a smile tugging at his lips.
"But I really would like to meet this...