"Mother's ......"

A gentle female figure lingers in my mind.

Help dress yourself and feed yourself.

Gentle reprimands, worries when sick, and easy-to-understand education.

There is also the grief of leaving suddenly.

Arka took a deep breath and tried to stabilize her emotions as much as possible.

The figures of the two memories together have so many similarities.

For some reason, the fear in my heart dissipated, and the bones under my feet were not terrifying.

Something suddenly came to mind.

Arka hurriedly took the bag not far away, stuck the short and thick mountain knife into his waist, and put the flint and steel in his pocket.

Picking up the bones at his feet, he gently put them into the cloth bag one by one.

Carefully stack and stack, and from time to time also cut off the dust and rotten leaves on the tree roots.

There was a little wetness on the dry cloth bag.

Looking at this little bit of wetness, Arka didn't care, but his body was affected by his memory.

In the process of storing the bones inside, Arka was even more convinced that the wound was in the back.

Some of the pieces of clothing wrapped around the bones were not completely decomposed, and some colors and textures could be faintly seen.

Matches what I remember.

The bones were completely packed into a cloth bag, and the whole cloth bag was bulging, and it was carefully sealed and placed next to the stone wall.

Picking up the torch placed next to him, Arka continued to go deeper inside.

He hadn't forgotten the real purpose of his here.

It's just a few steps, and it can't be called in-depth.

In the innermost part of the cave, you can see boxes of wooden treasure chests being opened.

It was already empty, and there were some silver coins scattered around.

"Sure enough, someone has already stopped to take the lead."

Arka was not surprised to see such a scene, her mother died here, and it was very likely that someone had attacked her from behind and killed her.

It has been shown that someone has arrived here, and the corresponding treasure is unlikely to survive.

But apparently, the people who came here were in a hurry, and they didn't search all the treasures very cleanly.

The silver coins left on the ground, as well as the two innermost chests, still shimmered with golden light.

All represent treasures, and at least a little soup base remains.

Arka immediately began to collect.

One golden sail, one golden leaf, six silver snakes.

In addition to this most intuitive currency, there are two red gems about the size of a fingernail.

This is what is left of the first group.

The gold sail is about half a palm-sized gold coin with a sailboat carved on it and a cross on the back.

Arka had never touched the real thing, not even in his memory, he had never even seen it, he had only heard the description.

I heard that only big merchants use such a currency when making settlements.

A golden sail is worth about 25 silver snakes, and this method of exchange is said to have almost no fluctuations.

There is also a gold leaf, which is more than a circle smaller than the golden sail, and much thinner than the golden sail.

It's really like a leaf.

This kind of gold leaf, Arka has seen it, and their family once had it.

As an intermediate currency between the golden sail and the silver snake, the approximate way of conversion is:

1 Golden Sail = 5 Gold Leaf = 25 Silver Snake.

In other words, 36 silver snakes were harvested on this trip.

This can be called a fortune, and at this moment, Arka can really say that he is rich.

An ordinary family would never be able to take out so much wealth.

Well...... Aunt Marcy's family might be able to get it.

Arka suddenly thought of something and was stunned.

Hurriedly took out the manual from the pocket on the inside of the clothes.

Turn to the map page.

"I'll just say, I was affected by the scene just now, and my thoughts went wrong."

At this time, the blue point of light where he was now on the map had not disappeared, nor was it dimmed.

"If the treasure is harvested by me, the light point will be dim, and there will be different information when you click on it, but now there is no at all, that is, the treasure is still there."

Arka couldn't help but think, though he didn't know the difference between blue and white dots of light.

But according to the normal way of thinking, blue must be a little stronger than white, at first he thought that 36 silver snakes and 2 small gems can be regarded as blue treasures.

Now it seems that it may not be.

Perhaps even the first group of treasure hunters did not find the real treasure.

"This is already the bottom of the cave, and if you can hide anything other than these chests, it must only be a dark grid."

Alka couldn't help but hold the torch and began to approach the stone wall to examine it carefully.

Turn the shovel upside down and tap it with a gentle slide of the grip.

First, the examination begins at the height of a normal adult on the chest.

I will also stomp my feet gently during walking to see if there will be spaces under my feet.

I checked all the way to the bottom of the stone wall in the center of the cave, and with the sound of tapping, there was a crisp sound in the head-sized area.

If you look closely, you can see that there is a small rectangular logo on it.

Perhaps because of time, it seems very vague and inconspicuous.

It's completely invisible if you don't look closely.

This is exactly the emblem of Jack's treasure hunt.

A plum marker.

"This is it."

Alka's voice was a little excited, and he picked up the shovel and struck it hard.

There were two heavy knocks, and several cracks appeared, and then two pieces of mud fell.

The swarthy inside is revealed.

Quickly hit it a few more times, completely revealing the dark compartment inside.

A shimmer of outline in the shape of a square box had already appeared in Alka's eyes.

His expression was already excited.

"The last time I dug up the gold coin bag, there was also a shimmer of light like this to highlight it, indicating that this thing is a treasure."

As he thought, he moved closer to the torch in his hand.

It is a rectangular iron box with extremely rough lines on it, and a card card carved on the front with a tall top hat on it.

Represents who his master is.

After making sure it was okay, Aka reached out and took the box out.

"It's so heavy!"

The iron box was staggeringly heavy, not like a hollow box at all, but a solid piece of iron.

Pull it out heavily.

It must weigh at least fifty or sixty pounds, and this is not a box at all, it is definitely a solid piece of iron.

Because there is not the slightest gap in it, it is a specially forged piece of iron, and the lines are carved on it.

But the outline just now has clearly told Arka that this is the treasure.

It was worth more than the 36 coins and two rubies.

But you can't see anything from the shape.

Just as Arka was about to flip through the map to check the harvest.

"Little Alca! Arka, where are you? ”

"Alka~"

“……”