When he reached the end of the meadow, Imu stopped his slow steps.
Then he murmured softly, "Mu... how is the task I gave you coming along?"
The instant his voice fell, a response rose from deep within his mind.
"Lord Imu... I was just about to inform you. God Valley is the lair of the Davy Clan, which has been in hiding for years."
After hearing Saint Garling's report, Imu's pupils, patterned like tree rings, contracted slightly.
Then he murmured again, but this time, Saint Garling, far away in God Valley, did not hear him.
"The Davy Clan... Mu cannot possibly leave you alone. In that case... will God Valley be the final battle, just as in the future Mu saw?"
Imu began to ponder. For the final battle, he had to be one hundred percent prepared.
He had to ensure that every outcome matched the future he had seen.
An hour later. Marine Headquarters.
Sengoku's office was frighteningly quiet.
Occasionally, the shouts of Marine Soldiers training drifted in through the window.
Tsuru and Sengoku sat in different spots, their expressions grim.
The day after they had returned together from the Calm Belt, Garp had inexplicably disappeared.
Actually, it did not quite count as disappearing.
Both Tsuru and Sengoku already had an answer in mind.
It was just that everyone could guess that answer without anyone saying it.
"Phew..."
Tsuru let out a heavy sigh, then slowly rose.
Seated behind his desk, Sengoku instinctively looked at her. "Where are you going, Tsuru?"
Tsuru met his gaze, her tone calm. "Whatever the case, I want to go to Amazon Lily again."
Hearing that, Sengoku looked deeply conflicted. His brows knitted together as he quickly weighed something up. "What are you going to Amazon Lily for? Didn't Bogard already tell