Powerful Farmer
Illusions

Joan was still chasing that white squirrel, he did not realize that he was sought by all the warriors and shadow guards all over the forest but how they could not realize his presence or Joan herself was also unaware of the massive search the party was conducting others.

Joan had just realized she was in a flower garden, there was a pretty big house in the middle of it, the white squirrel grinned at him and jumped into the house through an open window.

Joan only realized the possibility of the squirrel belonged to someone, she felt a little guilty for wanting to take a squirrel that was not hers but indeed the white squirrel looked adorable, so she did not think much more about chasing after him, if you can catch him.

Joan looked back to see the road from which she had come, she became dumbfounded when she no longer saw the pine trees on the road she had been on. Joan still remembers it clearly but why there are no more pine trees there.

Joan turned around and walked back down the road she had been on based on her memory, surprised she stared in disbelief at the scene before her. There was no more lake, no more large entourage, there was him standing by the shore, the pounding of the waves and the strong sweep of the sea breeze echoing in his ears.

He looked around him, not believing he was rubbing his eyes, seeing him back he was on a small island in the middle of a vast ocean. Is this an illusion or is he dreaming. No, he must have realized that it was an illusion, he pinched his thigh and felt pain. So he didn't dream but how he was on this island.

After standing for a while thinking about what had happened without getting any solution, Joan stepped her foot back into the garden. Joan went to the front of the house.

Joan knocks on the door of the house, saluting but no one replies. Joan knocked on the door the number of times there remained no reply from inside the house. He ventured to grab the door handle, pushed slowly, it turned out that the door was unlocked, Joan opened the door, looking in the living room is quite spacious but there are only two chairs and a table in it. The room looked clean and tidy, there was no trace of dust on the furniture of the house signifying that the owner must be a person who likes cleanliness.

There are several paintings on the wall, the paintings all depict a family of three, a man and a young woman holding a baby in their arms. Joan looked closer to realizing this baby was wearing a necklace with the exact same pendant as hers.

To be more convincing, Joan took the pendant she always wore as a necklace around her neck, she brought it closer to the picture in the painting No doubt, it was indeed similar to her pendant.

His mother later said that the locket was passed down from her mother's family and was a family heirloom, only to Joan's surprise, had she not carried the locket since she had been in her previous world. Why did her mother say that this pendant had been with her since infancy.

It became a big question that he never again asked Joko sir and his wife but saw the pendant on the baby. It raised even more questions in his heart. That the baby was him? Who are his parents really?

Joan flinched, something rose in her mind, what this baby was me and these two people were my father and mother but how could it be, I am not from this age.

There was a strange sense of familiarity encompassing her feelings, unknowingly Joan shed her tears. Joan slapped her hand on the woman's face, her body shaking violently.

"Mom, dad, where are you?"

Joan felt certain that the painting was a picture of her family, although she never had any memory in her mind but her heart felt so 100% sure that it was a painting from her own family.

Joan flinched back, as she realized that there was a possibility of them staying in this place. There were several rooms there, Joan went into them one by one, looking into them but only empty rooms, there was nothing in them.

Joan became stifled, with tears in her eyes, she came out of the house, wandering all over the sizable island screaming.

"Mother..... Dad.... Where are you?"

That white squirrel, where is he? Joan went back into the house and looked for the squirrel in the house, did she not enter the house through the window, why did she not find it.

Not finding it at all, feeling frustrated, Joan sitting on the chair pressed her hand against her forehead, she thought.

Joan stood back up, inspected the house once more, reexamining the paintings more thoroughly.

Joan took down all the paintings, examined them one by one, and even removed them from her frame. Finally, in the last painting, he found behind the painting a map, not paying much attention to the contents of the map, Joan inserted the painting into the space of its dimension.

Joan looked next to the painting hanging a token tied with a red ribbon. He took the token and kept it as well, despite feeling a little guilty for taking things that did not belong to him but Joan could not resist her desire to keep those things, she said, which he thought had a close connection to himself.

Joan didn't take all the paintings, she just took the paintings that had the map behind her, she already kept them in her dimension.

Joan looked around her again, she had already entered every room in the house. Unable to find anyone and the white squirrel, Joan had a certain premonition. Looks like the squirrel was only on duty to lead him to that house alone.

Convinced by her assumption, Joan came out of the house, she bent her body in her honor to whomever the owner of the house she did not know.

Joan turned to follow the path from which she came, in contrast to her previous condition. This time the path he had traveled no longer led to that beach. He saw that the pine trees were within his sight. The thin mist again enveloped her, Joan continued to walk forward quietly, no longer in such a hurry.

All the commanders reported to Lieutenant General Loe Soe Sha and the third prince that although they had already traced the entire plot of the forest end to end, there was really no trace of Joan in the least.

Andi was really popular, only to return with Joan after she was imprisoned for how many months. Unexpected when happiness came, Joan disappeared.

Andi was determined, if he found Joan, he would tell Joan that he would no longer be crown prince. She already knew clearly in her heart, there was nothing more important in her life than Joan.

Andi would not want to exchange Joan for any glory. If Joan is found, she will send a letter to the Emperor that she is no longer interested in competing for the imperial throne, so that she becomes a commoner as long as she can spend the rest of her life with Joan.

Andi stepped her foot to the last spot of Joan's footprints, she leaned against the trunk of the tree, closing her eyes.

"Brugh".

Just for a moment Andi lost his vigilance, someone pounced on him, almost a reflex to hit that person. Andi smelled a familiar body odor stuck to her chest.

"Joans".

Without saying another word Andi gave a deep kiss, this time Joan no longer refused. It was almost night, Joan realized Andi was worried about her.