>>5430184>>5430187>>5430188Swimming is indeed a surprisingly effective form of physical therapy. Your body feels lighter underwater, requiring you seemingly less energy to do the stretches and twirls familiar in your acrobatic fighting style.
As afraid as you are to dive your head underwater and lose your breath, you manage to hold yourself underwater for a total record of 30 seconds, be it panicking, exhaustion from repeated dives, or what have you, half a minute is the most you can get without the need to come back for more air.
Using your trident as training wheels, you make sure never to fall over or die when you plead for the Undines to synergize with you, using your body as a filter for both the spiritual and physical world, you manage to surf along in the direction of the raft Roderick was stationed at to observe your training.
>With a few days of training, you were able to learn how to float and dog paddle to prevent yourself from ever drowning again. Additionally, changing the weight and density of the trident by freezing it might be able to ascend and descent to better control yourself three dimensionally when underwater."You have managed to control yourself quite amicably with the Undines, Vlad. It's like the two of you have never had a problem before!" Schierke commends you for your growth, despite feeling like you have still much to experiment.
Before you could properly dry yourself with your tower, Magnifico appears to attempt to speak with you eye to eye.
Interesting, you've never had a proper word with him on this ship yet, what could he be interested in--
"Vlad, would you perhaps be interested in a loan?"
Oh, money. Of course...
"It has come to my attention that you have quite a large sum of money with you that you have no intent of using. Given how the Vandimion family is in a bit of a rough spot, I was hoping that someone could provide me with some funds for a certain investment."
Money money money. Gee, at least Serpico bothered to act like a decent enough Brother-In-Law.
You're no master of economics, but you have the feeling that whatever offer Magnifico makes, he will either fumble his wager or waste it on something stupid.
You're not sure what it is about him, but he just sounds like someone who would make your money disappear if you gave it to him.
>You could at least pretend to be interested about something other than my money...>What sort of investments? What's in there for me?>I'm not interested in your schemes, can you leave me be?>[Hand him a gold coin.] Is this good enough?>By all means, I have no use for my money anyway, take it.>[Stall him with smalltalk while you read his intent with your mind]>Write-in. 