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Thief, we’re gonna get you!

Oh.

As brave adventurers,

we’re always ready for epic quests

in the name of legend and adventure.

I said always ready.

Dad, how are we supposed to pursue legend and adventure

when the seas are so weirdly quiet?

Hmm, no idea.

The flying fish are giving us the silent treatment.

We need a quest.

If the fish aren’t finding us, I’ll find them.

Got something!

So that’s where it went.

Nope. Not mine.

Huh?

Hmm, a message in a bottle.

"Bibbik Island. Come immediately."

"Come immediately..."

That thing’s probably been floating for decades.

Judging from the color and the texture of the paper

and direction of the wind,

I’d say the message was sent five minutes ago.

You got all that from a piece of paper, Boreas?

That, and it’s signed by Admiral Lovejoy

who’s waving us down from over there.

Hey ho! Hey ho!

Release anchor! Hoist the sails!

Set course for... It doesn’t matter.

Let’s just vamoose!

Hey, only the captain of the Mighty Windbreaker

gets to say vamoose.

Ah! Vamoose! Vamoose!

I’ve just retrieved a very important item.

And with your permission, Andar,

I’d like us to embark on an epic quest together.

The Admiral’s proposing to my dad!

Dad, say yes!

I may have misread the room.

The legendary Pearl of Wisdom!

Oh, I stole it back from those bandits.

We must return it to the Great Oyster

to bring harmony back to the sea.

So that’s why there aren’t any flying fish?

The sea creatures have no leader and are swimming amok!

Wait. If there are no flying fish,

that would mean no quests forever.

And the Guild...

Would no longer exist.

So what are we waiting for?

Let’s return the Pearl!

Oh. We need to find the Great Oyster first.

Did I hear people are looking for oysters?

Get Malpeque. The best.

Don’t mind if I do.

Not in front of the Pearl.

What? Maybe it’ll tell us where the Great One is.

Nope, nothing there.

I’ll track its food source.

We’ll find it where there’s enough algae to eat.

I know where the Great Oyster is.

Just off the Intercoastal Seaway 90.

Oh, no.

That was the Not-Great Oyster,

a seafood joint where I got takeout

and a mysterious malady befell me.

Anyway, zero stars.

I found 213 possible locations.

That’ll take forever.

If the Pearl makes you smart,

why don’t we just put it on?

And then we’ll know where the Great Oyster is.

Because the knowledge of the entire sea is too big

for one human brain.

You must be unaware

the human brain can rewire itself

and adapt to new information,

a process called neuroplasticity.

I didn’t know it either.

Until I put the pearl on.

Oh, no, Lana, you didn’t!

I did.

And it has allowed me to deduce

the geographical location

of the cloistered crustacean.

Ha, she sounds exactly like Bo.

What’d she say?

Lana’s figured out where the Great Oyster is.

The particular hue of the pearl

is the result of saline absorption

consistent with the salty coastal water of Twillingate.

Whoa! Of course. Brilliant!

Lana, now that we have the location,

take the ring off.

Uh, it appears the circumference of my finger

exceeds that of the ring.

You mean the pearl is stuck?

Ironically, had I possessed the wisdom of the pearl earlier,

I would’ve anticipated the error in wearing it to begin with.

So we have to cut it off?

No. We’ll use an application of algal anti-inflammatory agent

to induce vasoconstriction.

The algae will help reduce

the swelling of Lana’s finger so she can slip the ring off.

I totally knew what she meant.

Huh?

Oh, just a flying fish.

The fish are flying!

Mee.

Why are the fish bowing to you?

It would appear they now consider me their ruler.

So wearing the ring makes you the ocean’s boss?

Tell them to go back to work and save the Guild!

Yes, I will save the Guild

and assume the role of the Great Oyster.

Wait, that’s not what I meant.

Farewell, dear Bo!

This is my life now!

Please, tell me my daughter hasn’t just run away

to be the ruler of the sea.

It’s either that or she’s joined

a very unconventional fish parade.

After her! Full speed ahead!

We’ve lost Lana!

Lana and the Pearl of Wisdom.

Where is my pearl?

Oh, no. The Great Oyster.

Oh, beachy waves.

There’s no pearl here.

We’ve got diamonds, emeralds, oysters...

But no pearl.

I will reclaim my wisdom

by clam or by jam.

What happens if the Oyster reaches Lana

and she can’t get the ring off her finger?

- Hmm. - Do not mind-map that.

We’re not the only ones in a rush to find Lana.

Lana! Come aboard the Mighty Windbreaker immediately.

But Dad,

I’m the sovereign of the sea now.

See?

I am the sovereign of the sea!

Return my pearl at once!

You’ve usurped my role as ruler

and now use my sea creatures against me?

I’d surrender the ring, but it is bound to my finger.

That’s easily solved.

Get away from her, you overgrown seashell!

Ah! You think you can re-rob us of the pearl we robbed?

-Think again. -Huh?

I regret everything!

Huh?

I didn’t know it could do that.

Ugh. Do I rescue the crew

or preserve the oceanic ecosystem?

Bo, my mind is awash with a myriad of scenarios

and I’m unable to discern which one to pursue!

Lana, you’re way smarter than me now.

I think you know what to do.

Duel a sea beast?

Hmm... No.

What is she doing?

Following her instincts.

If the Great Oyster desires the Pearl so desperately,

I shall return it.

No!

Lana Longbeard,

you will come back here this instant or else!

Oh, Andar. Kids don’t respond to threats.

- Oof. - Lana!

What were you thinking,

sacrificing yourself to the oyster like that?

I know our crew

and calculated the chance you’d get me back at 99%.

And the other 1%?

I’d live out my days inside an oyster.

Oh, Lana.

Ew, Lana!

I figured the ring would slip off

because of the oyster’s slimy insides.

Excuse me. I am silky.

Nice work, Lana.

You followed your gut

into the gut of a giant crustacean

and saved the day!

I always follow my gut.

Bon appetit.

Ah, Malpeque oysters.

Renowned for their exquisite brininess

and exceptionally delicate texture.

Truly the zenith of marine gastronomy.

Lana?

What? I know my oysters. Want one?

Don’t mind if I do.

Er, not me. I’ve still got leftovers.