After understanding what Serie had in mind, Rowan made an OK sign.
"No problem. From now on, whenever I run into a new world, I'll let you know."
Serie nodded in satisfaction, then said, "In exchange, every time you take me to a new world, I'll give you three spells."
"One Piece and Naruto count as two worlds, so I can give you six spells."
"The previous three don't count. This farsight spell counts as one, which means you can still learn five more spells from me."
She didn't have much of anything else, but she had more spells than she could count.
Using magic as currency really was the perfect trade for her.
After thinking for a moment, Rowan asked, "Can I choose flight magic too?"
Since ancient times, flying had always been one of humanity's dreams, and Rowan was no exception.
If he learned flight magic, he could soar through the sky whenever he wanted. That would be amazing.
"You can," Serie said. "You may choose four more spells after that."
Rowan shook his head. "There's nothing else I need for now. Can I leave the rest on hold and come back to you later if I need them?"
"Of course." Serie nodded, then used transfer magic to pass flight magic on to him.
Rowan instantly gained it. The moment he cast it, his body floated lightly into the air, and he could move and fly at will.
So this was flight magic. It was ridiculously fun.
With this, Rowan felt his safety had just become even more secure.
After chatting a bit more, Rowan said goodbye to Serie, opened an air door, and returned to the world of One Piece.
Standing on the deck of the ship, Rowan used farsight magic.
In that moment, it felt as though his vision stretched impossibly far.
With ease, he saw Water 7. He saw Mayor Iceburg. He also saw Iceburg's secretary, Kalifa.
At that moment, Kalifa seemed to be talking to someone.
Unfortunately, farsight only let him see the image. He couldn't hear anything. And since Rowan didn't know how to read lips, he had no idea what she was saying.
He pulled back his gaze and looked elsewhere.
The Sabaody Archipelago.
On that lively island, he saw bubbles rising one after another from the ground. He also saw Shakky's Rip-Off Bar, and behind the counter, wiping glasses, the former peerless femme fatale herself—
Shakky.
Shakky's eyes twitched slightly, as if she sensed something. She looked around, but found nothing.
Rowan shifted his gaze again and looked toward the auction house in the lawless zone of Sabaody, where he saw the Pirate King's right-hand man auctioning himself off.
Dark King Rayleigh.
Unlike Shakky, who only vaguely sensed something, Rayleigh very clearly realized that someone was watching him.
But like Shakky, he couldn't tell who it was, leaving him visibly puzzled.
Rowan's gaze moved on, leaving Sabaody behind and settling on the Holy Land, Mary Geoise, sweeping across the Five Elders.
Like Rayleigh, the Five Elders all reacted. They released Observation Haki one after another, but still couldn't find the source of the gaze.
So Rowan's eyes turned next to the Room of Flowers in Pangaea Castle, where he saw the true master of the World Government.
Imu.
The sleeping Imu suddenly opened those Rinnegan-like eyes and stared in a certain direction.
Rowan could clearly feel it—his gaze had collided with Imu's.
Imu was the first person who had actually been able to detect his line of sight.
As expected of the final boss of the One Piece world. The guy really had some skill.
Unfortunately, even though Imu had sensed Rowan's gaze, there was basically no way to catch him. Imu had no farsight of his own and couldn't actually see Rowan.
But in the next instant, a black shadow rose from beneath Imu's feet and blocked Rowan's sight.
Rowan could no longer see Imu.
"Impressive," Rowan muttered, then shifted his gaze again.
This time, he looked toward the Florian Triangle.
That place was perpetually wrapped in dense fog. Visibility dropped to almost nothing just a few meters ahead, and because of that fog, more than a hundred ships disappeared there every year. The ships that were later found were all empty, ghostly vessels with no crew aboard.
That alone was enough to make people dread the place.
But anyone who had read One Piece knew those disappearances were all Gecko Moria's doing.
Back when he was younger, Moria had confidently taken his crew to Wano to challenge Kaido.
The result was a complete disaster. Kaido beat him senseless. Every single one of Moria's crew died.
Only Moria himself escaped.
After that battle, Moria's spirit broke. He fled Wano in disgrace.
But before leaving, he stole the corpse of Shimotsuki Ryuma and the famed blade Shusui, then hid himself away in the Florian Triangle.
Though "hid" wasn't quite accurate, since Moria did leave the Florian Triangle from time to time.
To look for what?
Corpses, of course.
Ever since all of his old subordinates were slaughtered, Moria no longer believed living comrades could help him become Pirate King. So he chose a very niche route instead.
He started playing with large-scale figurines—
Zombies.
He gathered the corpses of powerful warriors, then captured ships unlucky enough to wander into the Florian Triangle. Using the Shadow-Shadow Fruit, he cut the shadows from their owners and stuffed them into the corpses.
And just like that, the dead rose again as zombies.
Moria firmly believed that these zombies would one day help him conquer the world, defeat Kaido, and reclaim everything he had lost…
Which was never going to happen.
Because after all these years of collecting zombies, Moria still never once challenged Kaido again.
He knew perfectly well that those zombies could never beat him.
But beyond those zombies, Moria had no idea what else to cling to. He simply couldn't endure the pain of losing comrades again, so he forced himself to place all his hope in those undead soldiers.
In other words, the moment Moria fled Wano, he had already given up.
But that particular way of giving up destroyed countless happy families and dragged countless people into misery.
Then again, that was just the kind of world One Piece was—a world where the strong preyed on the weak and the powerful did as they pleased.
The thick fog of the Florian Triangle couldn't stop Rowan's farsight magic.
After sweeping his gaze across that sunless stretch of sea, Rowan found exactly what he was looking for.
A ghost ship that had been drifting those waters for who knew how many years.
And inside it—
a skeleton playing the piano.