He heard the Archbishop slap his forehead, suddenly saying, "Oh right, make sure to talk honestly with your family, deal with your affairs, maybe even make a will if you can—anyway, it's basically the same as dying."
What the hell kind of thing is that to say? Seriously unlucky.
Alka couldn't help but complain in his heart, though it was the truth.
"Also, don't go passing your Meditation Method around, unless the person you're teaching also wants to leave here.
If you keep using the Meditation Method without leaving the Homeland Sea, it's not going to end well."
Hearing this, Alka didn't really understand, but still nodded his head.
Then he said his goodbyes, impatiently leaving the church and hurrying toward the villa.
Even though he hadn't come back for over half a year, the road wasn't something he'd forget.
On the way, Alka's attention was completely unfocused on the path ahead.
