"Why do you think I'm going to land on a suspicious island?"

Whether it's Persona on January 17 or Persona now, Swan Lake has no islands.

The mist continues to spill out, revealing a ship-in-a-bottle ornament placed on a stone platform in the center of the island.

The moment he saw it, Annan realized that it was the essence of the monster in the lake.

"You think putting a fake ontology there will convince you?"

Annan said, quietly tearing open the magic scroll that Skeletron had given him in the cabin.

The invisible mage's hand appeared beside him, thanks to the Archbishop of Valencia on January 17, so that Annan became proficient in the trick of the mage's hand in advance.

Taking advantage of the strangeness in the lake and completely unresponsive, Annan manipulated the mage's hand to float to the center of the island, grabbed the bottle boat on the stone platform, and pulled the boat back.

Annan hugged the boat in the bottle in surprise and grabbed the oars and pushed the boat back to Swan Lake.

The island in the lake behind him trembled angrily, but the waves that set off accelerated Annan and pushed him into the distance.

In the fog that gradually dispersed, Annan saw Skeletron on the shore of the lake and on the shore.

At this moment, Annan turned back, and the island in the lake had sunk into Swan Lake in a dull tremor, turning into a whirlpool that was gradually closing.

The voyage was thrilling, and Annan looked at his companions on the shore, the hull of the ship stranded on the shore in the shaking.

"I got it." Annan stood up and prepared to step ashore.

"Great......"

The weirdos cheered, but Annan didn't move.

"What's wrong?" Skeletron asked him, the candle head still urging, "Why are you in a daze, hurry up." ”

"Are you worried that this isn't true?" Skeletron guessed what Annan was thinking.

"Hmmm......"

Annan retracted the leg he was about to take, recalling the process of getting the monster in the lake and the almost impossible pursuit...... It's a little too easy.

"Let me think about it......" Skeletron said.

Annan took advantage of the gap to pick up the boat in the bottle and observe.

It was an old three-masted galleon in a glass bottle, its wooden hull strewn with signs of decay, and its sails were beginning to turn yellow and corrode holes. There was still some murky lake water in the glass bottle, which I don't know if it existed in the first place, or if it seeped into the bottle from the wooden cork when it was soaked in the lake.

At this time, the boat suddenly shook, and Annan raised his head and heard the panicked shout of the candle head: "The monster has caught up!" Warden, come up! ”

Annan turned around and saw huge waves in Swan Lake, and a three-masted galleon, as worn out as the boat in the bottle, appeared on the lake and crashed into them.

Annan ignored the candle head and looked at Skeletron: "Mr. Leonefa, is it real?" ”

"Of course."

"It's not."

Two voices rang out at the same time.

Annan suddenly saw a ray of light light from a distance, turning into a guiding light.

"Follow the light." Another Skeletron's whisper came.

Annan didn't rush to believe the voice, he looked at the Skeletron in front of him, and issued an invitation: "Mr. Skeletron, can you step forward?" ”

Skeletron fell silent.

"Looks like you're a fake."

Annan shook his head, sat back into the boat, and sailed away from the lake as they watched eerily as they became quiet.

The guiding light seemed to stretch out on "land", but as Annan left, the land dissipated like a bubble and became a new lake, and the huge waves in the distance disappeared without a trace.

This time, Annan successfully made it to Skeletron, who released the light of guidance.

The freaks breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you were going to be fooled too......" Candlehead said.

Looking at his companion on the shore as if it were a real one, Annan remembered something and held the leaves of the otherworldly tree in his pocket.

At the moment of touching, the lakeside in front of him disappeared again, and only an ominous boat clinged to his boat.

Only then did Annan realize the danger of the monsters in the lake...... You can't tell if you're not in the ritual and what you're experiencing at the moment.

"Why don't you come up?" Fake Skeletron asked.

Annan ignored it, took advantage of the reality that was about to dissipate, and looked around, and found the truth behind him—the shore about five or six hundred meters away.

"It's a tie this time, I'll take a break and come back to trouble you."

Annan said to the monster in the lake, grabbing the oars and returning to the reality seen through the leaves of the otherworldly tree.

This time, Annan was not stopped by vanity again. As it left the range of the monster in the lake, the boat in the bottle that had been placed aside gradually faded and disappeared.

The boat carrying Annan docked, and Skeletron took the initiative to step on the boat and looked around the boat.

"Monsieur Leonefa is reliable." Annan couldn't help but praise.

Skeletron accepted Annan's praise and returned to shore with him.

Candlehead ran to tow the boat up, and Annan asked the other weird, "What happened to me from your perspective?" ”

The slug described it, but it was not vivid enough, so the sketchboard man drew it again on the board: Annan kept walking around the lake, talking to the boat, and even stood up on the last two occasions, almost stepping into the fake boat of the monster in the lake.

"Because it has twice become the shore and you are ......"

"That's amazing...... I mean, it's horrible! The candle head that came back changed his words.

"But there's good news."

Annan looked at the mist that still shrouded Swan Lake: "The monsters in the lake do meet the needs of the princess. ”

Now the only question is where its body is, and how to bring it back.

Annan had some thoughts, took out the magic mirror and asked, "Magic mirror, magic mirror, where is the boat in the bottle I saw during the day?" ”

He didn't have any hope, the Magic Mirror was a product of the wizarding world, and even if it had magical prophetic powers, it shouldn't be on weirdness...... But it really answered.

"The Sphinx shipwreck at the bottom of Swan Lake."

Annan felt Skeletron's attention fall on the magic mirror and explained, "I picked it up from a nasty guy. Is it special? ”

"Very special," Skeletron whispered...... "I haven't seen a weird magic item yet...... Is its answer true, or is it just a casual answer? ”

"There shouldn't be a mistake...... Annan told Skeletron all the correct answers to the Magic Mirror several times before, and by the way, the Magic Mirror was broken by the previous owner due to a false prophecy, and he picked up Mithril and glued it together.

"It's weird...... Can I simply glue Mithril to restore some of the functions of a magic item? ”

Thinking so, Annan also thought it was incredible...... Especially if it's an orc who does this job.

It's like piecing together the broken Philosopher's Stone of "Annan Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", and it turns out to be the second "Annan Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" that has not yet been made!

"You want to study it?"

Skeletron was interested: "Would you like to?" ”

"What's wrong with that." Annan handed the magic mirror to Skeletron, as easily as a gold ...... Give a copper coin to someone else.

The thick hand bones held the magic mirror, as if holding a treasure.

(End of chapter)