Missing

Saint Saturn was exceptionally tight-lipped.

Even after an entire night of interrogation, they had obtained no useful information.

The cage had been built entirely from Seastone of the highest purity. He was not at all worried that anyone might use some kind of signal to locate this place.

And just like that, a month hurried by.

The other Five Elders on the Red Line had also begun to sense that something was wrong.

"Have you contacted him?"

"No. I specifically sent CP0 to search Egghead, but there was no sign of him there either."

"That really is strange. He hasn't gone missing, has he?"

"That is possible," Saint Peter replied.

The others did not find the joke amusing.

"Even the Pentagram Array cannot summon him at all!" Saint Nusjuro said.

He usually had a better relationship with Saint Saturn, so he naturally cared more about his old friend.

Yet every update from the search only left him more dissatisfied, his tightly furrowed brows drawn together.

"Don't worry about him. He won't die." Saint Peter maintained his cold expression.

Even the death of his own companion seemed incapable of stirring his sympathy.

"Capturing Swain was a mistake! He's even more troublesome than Whitebeard. Pick any one of his powerful subordinates, and they can hold their own over an entire region!" Saint Nusjuro slammed his sword heavily into the ground and complained on the spot.

Saint Peter knew he was implying that the plan he had proposed back then had been foolish.

A mistake was a mistake, but not everyone would admit one.

"That matter was approved by that lord. Are you denying that lord's judgment?" Saint Peter shot back sharply.

As long as Lord Imu was invoked, even the most erroneous matter could only be right!

God could not be questioned!