Drunk on Life, Dreaming of Death

"Actually, I'm quite happy someone showed up. At the very least, they can keep this old man company."

The old man once again revealed a kind, benevolent smile. Moyun twitched his lips. Just what was this old man after?

Still, this island was quite suitable for training. It would be great if he could train here.

"I think this island suits my training pretty well, so can I train here?"

Upon hearing Moyun's words, the old man's smile widened further.

Of course he could. Why not? What he wanted was for this child to stay.

"No problem. You can keep this old man company while you're at it."

The old man laughed heartily, feeling that everything was developing according to his plans.

Meanwhile, Enel in Water 7 was puzzled. "Strange. Why has Moyun disappeared?"

"Who knows? Maybe he got scared and ran away."

Palo said breathlessly.

Sabo was not doing much better either. The two of them had visibly darkened by several shades—not from tanning, but from being struck by lightning.

"Is that so? I keep having a bad feeling about this. These past few days, he's been like a madman, training without any regard for day or night."

Hearing Enel say that, the other two also sensed that something was wrong.

Joking was one thing, but Moyun was not the type to flee at the last moment.

Besides, Moyun had proposed this plan. Could he have lost his mind at some point and teleported himself into the sea?

"Could he have fallen into the sea?"

"No. Did you forget that I have Mantra? Within Water 7, I can hear all of your voices, but right now, I can't hear Moyun's voice."

Enel frowned deeply. Moyun was no longer on the island, and there was no sign of his voice