The real Mrs. Locke was helped out of the chest by her servants.
As for Mrs. Locke's appearance, Annan could only say... the Elf Mentor had made a few improvements when she transformed into her.
She was a haggard, severe-looking old woman who had spent far too long shut in a chest and had not quite hidden her anger.
Mrs. Locke did not recognize the Elf Mentor. After all, the boy who had knocked her out had been just as handsome. Aware of how dreadful she looked, Mrs. Locke felt ashamed before Annan and the others. She excused herself to change, and everyone took the hint and left the cabin to wait at the port.
Shepard stayed behind and quietly told them about Mrs. Locke's Boy Island.
Annan always unconsciously overlooked the effect magic had on this world, and the power strong Professionals possessed.
After all, he had become the King of the North as soon as he left Pinglin Town. Since then, he had been surrounded by City Lords and other Kings of the North. Epic figures and Legendary ones were everywhere, and even his suitor and his... his Blue Dragon business partner were Master Level.
So when Annan learned that Mrs. Orok had an entire town on her island that obeyed her completely, that she lived happily in the Castle with her fifty-nine boys, and that no one on the island dared oppose her, he finally remembered what Master Level meant.
He wondered how far he still was from becoming an Elite Sorcerer...
"Forget it. I'm not waiting. Olmedo, I'll leave Mrs. Locke to you."
Mrs. Locke seemed to have designs on him, and Annan did not want too much contact with her. Besides, it was nearly dark. He needed to prepare for Meditation and battle.
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