章節 139: Balba, the Half-Blood

The next morning, Angor departed toward the Phantom Island.

When he was on a sky bus, the sky abruptly turned dark. Soon, it began to drizzle.

"So the mirror world has rainy weathers too?" Through the tiny space between the giant leaves, Angor could see dark clouds gathering in the sky. Judging from their thickness, this would be a long rain.

Ever since he came to Brute Cavern, Angor would often wonder what kind of world this was. Previously, he believed this was a giant cave of some sort, the kind that you could find in novels. But looking at those naturally-occurred rain clouds, Angor denied this idea.

Morning breeze brought raindrops into the bus. The cold water splashed on Angor's face, preventing his further train of thought. He took out his handkerchief to wipe himself.

Angor was worried that he had to go to Phantom Island under the rain. But it was not the case.