"??"
"()"
"Is this dump the Roundtable Hold that Miss Merlin told me about?"
"Σ(°△°)︴"
Annie had been Teleported to this strange place. She munched on the giant prawn in her hand, which she had only eaten halfway, and looked around.
She saw that the place was part cave, part castle. At any rate, it looked dirty and shabby—not at all like what she had imagined. It was every bit as bad as Stormveil Castle had been before she had it renovated!
If she'd known it would be like this, maybe she wouldn't have come...
"..."
"(￣~￣) Munch!"
Anyway!
As far as Annie could see, the only remotely unusual thing in this dump was the large rune of Grace in the middle of the big round table, amid a pile of haphazardly arranged weapons. There really wasn't anything else of interest.
At least, from what Annie could see at a glance, there was nothing here worth getting excited about.
"That's it?"
"(**;)"
"A shabby little Demiplane?"
"(∧｀)"
"Is it a projection?"
"∑(△｀)?!"
Annie chewed on her prawn and thought for a moment. After looking around for a little while, she stopped paying attention to the place and walked farther inside without a hint of self-consciousness.
Since she was already here, she might as well look around. She had no intention of figuring out what this place was for now. It couldn't trap Her Majesty Queen Annie, and it wasn't hers anyway. There wasn't much she could do about it, and she didn't want to.
"Oh, oh!"
"Look who we've got here!"
As Annie walked along, taking in her surroundings, a strange fellow with a shackle around his neck and a cloth over his eyes came over from the side.
"A..."
"A tiny Tarnished?!"
Apparently, he had noticed that Annie had