Author's Note: This chapter is super short, but I'm already working on the next chapter (boss fight against Helmaroc King). This chapter took such a long time since I was working on other stories. Thanks so much to any readers. :)

Link gave Carlov another visit. He appeared to be in a bad mood again. It turned out there were many of those armored knights in Hyrule, so the third slot that mini-boss picto took up was a waste. And he didn't get the boss picto again.

Link randomly took out a picto from the box and slapped it down on the counter. It was the picto of Niko. The figurine man examined it.

"I'm sorry to tell this to you Link," he said. "But you didn't need to take a picto of him. Just a picto of Tetra will be enough for me to be able to sculpt the whole pirate crew."

"What?" Link sputtered. "How does that even work? That makes no sense at all."

Carlov decided not to tell him about his figurine book. "Well, it does. Sorry, but I can't make it. But if you have another pictograph, I might be able to make a figurine for it."

Link fished out another pictograph. It was the picto of the beamos.

"But I already made that, didn't I?" Carlov questioned.

"I..." Link was at a loss. "What are you talking about?!" Link cried. He didn't think he'd ever given this picto to his before.

"Hmm, this picto was well-taken, but it just doesn't inspire me. Not at all," Carlov remarked, as if he hadn't commented on the picto before.

Link gaped at Carlov. He couldn't decide whether to laugh in his face or yell at him. Must be touched in the head, he thought. He wasn't sure he wanted to give him the last picto. Maybe he was on an unlucky streak today and this one wouldn't count. Especially since Carlov was acting up today.

Warily, he handed him the third picto. Carlov snatched it up and shouted, "Splendid! This picto will make a jewel of a figurine. Pease, permit me to sculpt this!" His sudden booming voice had made Link jump. Now he was slowly backing away.

"Uh huh, sure," he murmured, then bolted to the portal. As he floated up, he heard Carlov call, "It will be ready tomorrow!"

Back on the grass, Link shivered and exhaled, glad to be away from the madman. He wasn't usually like this. What was going on? Hopefully the next day he would he be a little more sane.

He did the usual Song of Passing routine, and in mere moments, a new day dawned on the Great Sea. Link hesitantly hopped into Carlov's gallery.

He approached the sculptor, ready to run out at any second if necessary. "Hello, Link," he greeted the boy. "I presume you're here for the figurine. It is displayed in the room across from me."

"Th-thank you," Link muttered and raced off. Carlov was left wondering about Link's meek attitude. I wonder what's going on with him. Must be touched in the head today, he decided.

Link shut the Monster Room's door behind him. On his left was a miniature knight. After reading the caption, he learned that the name of its kind was "darknut". Link laughed aloud. What kind of name was that? It wasn't a dark creature (well, it came from Ganon, but whatever), and it wasn't a nut. It was a fierce warrior. Though he supposed "darknut" rolled off the tongue better than "darkknight".

Darknuts were "stalwart knights who are protected by their tough armor. Instead of attacking from the front, a better approach might be to sneak around behind them and slash off their armor straps. Spoils: knight crest."

This was good to know, even if Link already knew most of it. Link had a bunch of knight crests from the monster-ridden Hyrule. Link admitted to sniping down most of his opponents from the balconies with his arrows, but as it turned out, it was nearly impossible to cut off armor straps with arrows.

Sadly, out of his three pictos only one was accepted, but at least he got rid of them. His pictobox was empty. Now, I might be able to, oh, I dunno, actually get the darn boss picto next time!