Swan Lake is a huge lake about fifteen to twenty miles wide that surrounds Persona. It is formed by abundant rainwater from the south and is at the same time the source of the Bersa River...... Since the Persona crisis, a considerable number of strange things have spread along the Bersa River, but these are the affairs of the southern countries, and they have nothing to do with Annan's trip.

The location of the Sphinx shipwreck was only two or three miles from the outer lakeshore, which was not too far, otherwise there would not be so many survivors, but it was still far beyond the distance that Annan had sailed on the lake. The water there is at least a few tens of meters deep – at least enough to submerge the Sphinx, which is twenty-seven meters high from the bottom of the ship to the mast.

Annan first had to sail into the depths of the treacherous Swan Lake, then repeatedly enter the water to find the location of the wreck, then board the wreck, and find the body of the monster in the lake, the boat in a bottle, in hundreds of rooms.

If only the Kraken were still around...... Annan thought that she was at the bottom of the lake as if she was coming home.

Fortunately, there is a real wise man by Annan's side.

"You're going to do it yourself?"

Annan and Skeletron sit by the campfire in the tomb, and in the distance are the charred maidens and the weirdos.

"I'm the only one who is suitable to go...... What do you want to say? Annan suddenly realized that Skeletron had another meaning.

"Swan Lake is a weird paradise, and a weird will go better than you there."

Annan looked thoughtfully at the members of the Strange Prison.

The flame of the candle head was almost extinguished with a "poof": "Warden Chief, I will die when I enter the water!" ”

Annan looked at the Sketchpad Man again, and he vividly drew a scene on the canvas where it melted after falling into the water.

The slender dancing shadow danced, hoping to pass by.

The slug jumped for a try, but Annan skipped it.

The Invisible Man remained silent, except for his wide-brimmed hat floating in mid-air as it approached the fire, and the outline of a hand emerged from the flames. When it enters the lake, it can't be invisible.

"My lord, it seems that I am the only one who is fit to do this for you." The last anthropomorph stood up, straightened his waist, and said resolutely: "But I don't know how to swim yet, please give me a month to learn to swim first." ”

Damn, these guys have lost all their weird face!

Annan had already decided to take them back to Liberty City and throw them into Fermi's hellfire to polish them.

In this way, only the scorched girl is the right person......

"And you." Skeletron said.

"Me? But I'm not ......."

"What if you become weird?"

Annan was stunned and guessed Skeletron's thoughts: "What should I do?" ”

Skeletron told Annan that he was already indistinguishable from the Strange with his otherworldly branches, and that his magic scroll allowed Annan to breathe underwater......

It's much better to disguise yourself as a weird lair than to burrow into a weird lair with the scent of a human being.

"Then I'll go with her to the Sphinx shipwreck."

The scorched girl wasn't that smart, and Annan didn't feel comfortable letting her take the risk on her own - in fact, even if the other monsters from the weird prison wanted to go to Annan, they would stop it.

Skeletron gave Annan two new magic scrolls and taught him underwater breathing and dark vision.

The former kept Annan in the water for twenty minutes, and the latter kept him from seeing nothing when he entered the lake. He has a maximum of twenty minutes to find the shipwreck and retrieve the ship in a bottle, and if he doesn't, he'll have to wait for Skeletron to make a new magic scroll.

And because it's just a trick, Annan needs to surface every few minutes for a breath.

In order not to be recognized by the monster in the lake as an old acquaintance, Annan also wore a gray robe similar to that of a merchant, and the wide brim of the robe was like a candle and tears piled up at his feet.

Taking advantage of the fact that it was midday, the least weird time of the day, they avoided the realm of the lake's monsters and pushed a wooden boat into Swan Lake.

The boat carrying Annan floats to the surface of the lake, and the sketchboard man begins to trace the silhouette of Annan, the charred girl, and the boat.

Annan grabbed the oars, gently creating ripples, and sailed to the location of the shipwreck on the map.

The strange and covetous that spreads underneath the water appears, and at this time, the scorched girl will turn into a shadow and return soon after, allowing the boat to settle down for a while.

After about forty minutes, Annan put away his oars, and the distance between Strange City and the lakeside in the distance showed that he was close to the shipwreck.

"Is there any weirdness around?"

The charred girl looked down at the bottom of the boat.

They should have arrived.

Annan tore open the magic scrolls one after another, activating underwater breathing and dark vision, and then took a deep breath and plunged into the lake.

The dull and cold water of the lake instantly enveloped Annan, and he couldn't help choking on his breath, but the water that poured into his lungs did not cause any discomfort, and the dark vision allowed Annan, who narrowed his dark eyes, to clearly see the scene under the surface of the lake.

The blurry tones tend to be still, as if time has crossed a layer of gray...... Some of them resemble the void of Dahl Frank, the badge of the Mages Association of the Duchy of Montabulllock.

And at the bottom of the lake, where time seems to have frozen, a faded three-masted schooner sits at the bottom of the lake in ancient silence.

Luckily, I didn't waste time looking for the Sphinx.

The sails of the Sphinx had shattered, and only the empty mast remained, and the mud and dust had not yet covered the deck. Annan looked at it and suddenly felt something familiar, like ...... The shape of the boat in a bottle.

The same three masts, with a slightly upturned bow and even a slight tilt to the bottom of the lake, look like ......

Stripped of coincidences, can it be said that it is a precious decoration of the Sphinx?

So where will it be placed, the captain's room?

Annan looked down at this time, saw the shadow of the charred girl lingering around him, pointed to the sunken ship, and swam to the bottom of the lake.

He got closer and closer to the swollen, deformed deck, but the monster in the lake never appeared.

The surrounding dust was disturbed by the approach of outsiders, obscuring the view, and Annan had to float a little and approach the captain's cabin at the bow of the ship first.

There was nothing left here, nothing that had been fixed had been swept away by the current of the shipwreck, except for the larger tables and chairs, and a piece of hand bone stuck between the cabinet and the wall.

Annan swam to the cabinet, but just as he was about to open it, the bone suddenly grabbed his wrist. Before Annan could react, the charred girl who was haunting him pounced on her, stirring her hand bones into dust that melted into the lake.

Annan gestured to the shadows, trying to use gestures to make the charred girl understand that he needed a "living mouth".

When the cabinet was opened, the door was empty.

There was nothing he wanted in the captain's room.

His chest was a little tight, and Annan asked the charred girl to follow, and Annan swam to the shallow water that shed a hazy halo.

Whoop -

Annan, who surfaced, lifted the wet black hair on his forehead and found that the charred girl had returned to the boat.

"Why are you so fast?" Annan thought it was strange.

The charred girl said she had been on board.

"If you've been on the boat......" Annan looked down at the lake, a dark shadow haunting his swinging legs.

"And who is it?"

(End of chapter)