"You two boys, what are you doing mysteriously? Why did you come back so late? ”

At this time, the white sail anchor was closed.

When the two of them walked in through the side door, they saw two uncles drinking in the hall.

At this time, their cheeks were slightly red, and they were already a little drunk.

"Got out for a walk and drank your bar."

Sigurt said with a wave of his hand, and immediately went upstairs with Arka and returned to the temporary guest room.

Behind him came Aube's voice.

"The night's meal has been delivered to your room, and it should still be hot."

"Okay, got it."

After the two returned to the room, they directly closed the door and locked it.

Then they took out the weapons in their arms and placed them on the table.

"Is this a treasure hunt, it's so interesting."

Perhaps it was the first treasure hunt, and there was still a hint of excitement on Siggett's face.

Playing with his pistol in his hand.

Swing out the magazine and spin it, then turn it back again, compared to the aiming gesture.

"Have you used it before?" Arka asked next to him.

Siggett nodded: "I had one before, but my mother paid for it, and you know, sailing with a ship is sometimes a bit dangerous." ”

But then his voice whispered: "But I broke the pistol, and I don't dare tell my mother." ”

No wonder I didn't see him use it.

"But these two guns don't have bullets, it looks like I'll have to buy some tomorrow, and after so long, I don't know if this gun can still be used."

Siggett said and checked the pistol in his hand, and from the outside, there was nothing too wrong, but there was a lot of dust on it.

Arka looked at the two guns in front of him.

The pistol in the middle of it is very similar to the treasure of the town store that I saw in the store before.

And you can feel that the wood used for the grip is more comfortable, and there is a matte texture on it.

Then he turned his attention entirely to the saw-short double-barreled shotgun, or shotgun.

It's probably only about the length of your forearm.

The body of the gun is carved with gold wire, some beautiful lines, and the trigger and grip are also engraved in relief.

It looks like a work of art, and the barrel is clearly made of some kind of metal, not much like iron to the touch.

This is the real treasure.

However, there is really no problem with the appearance.

At this time, Siggett finished checking his two guns and said.

"The pistol uses No. 3 ammunition, which is really powerful. This kind of double-barreled shotgun is not easy to buy, and I don't know if it exists. ”

It seems that Siggert does know more about this than he does.

He still didn't know what the difference was in the type of ammunition used in the pistol.

The only thing you know is that the bigger the number, the bigger the caliber it should be.

Take out the stool, sit down at the table and spread out the map again.

The palm of his hand shook slightly, and a blue crystal block the size of a little finger appeared.

He stumbled upon this thing in the secret room, and went straight into his hand on the spot.

It should be some kind of material.

With a wave, the crystal block vanished.

Arka redirects his attention to the map.

Clicked on the blue dot that had dimmed.

【Arlando Toure's Posthumous Works】(Harvest)

【Difficulty: Hercules】

[Popularity: 6]

[Treasure Information: Arlando Toure's estate, which houses the works of the owner of this estate at his peak.]

At the same time, there are all kinds of "failures" left over from his work in order to produce the works of his peak, which are in his secret studio.

The only regret is that the pinnacle of the work is not his favorite revolver, but a pistol-type shotgun. 】

[Treasure Harvest: Lock-G3 Pistol-type Shotgun, Jungle Cat-Six-Shot Revolver.] 】

As you get the treasure and get more information in Arlando's secret room.

One more item has been added to the message.

Is it no wonder that Jason would choose two pistols.

Pick up this somewhat heavy shotgun in front of you, is it called a locker?

Could his special abilities have something to do with his name?

I don't know what special abilities I have, and I don't know how to stimulate them.

You can only buy a certain amount of ammunition and then go back and figure it out.

At this point, Siggett put the gun under his pillow and brought the bread and soup from the table next to the door.

"It's a stew again, it's still a sea fish, can't Obey change it? He's not going to just do that. ”

Handing him Alka's share, he was still whining.

Arka shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "If you have to eat, be content, eat and rest for a while, and go to the street tomorrow to buy some things." ”

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow, these merchants like to slaughter our homesteads the most."

Hearing this, Arka immediately asked.

"Why? Is there anything different about the people in the homeland? ”

Sigurt turned his head, his cheeks still stirring, and he looked at Arka with a strange look in his eyes.

"Don't you know?"

"Where do I know where to go?"

"Oh, yes." Siggert scratched his head, and he suddenly remembered Alka's situation.

After organizing the language for a while, he replied, "Home, the land of God." ”

"Every homeland island has the blessing of God, the island has special crops, fertile land and pleasant environment, but also to ensure the safety of the island, the most important thing is that the inhabitants of the island have the protection of God."

At this point, the smile on Sigget's face was even brighter.

"All those who harm the inhabitants of Homeland Island for no reason, especially death, are cursed."

"So under normal circumstances, no one would be willing to hurt the residents of Homeland Island, and the residents of Homeland Island would not deliberately offend others."

Siggert shrugged his shoulders and took a hard bite of the bread in his hand: "After all, if you offend someone, I'm sure they'll be happy to beat us up." ”

"And that's not going to be protected."

Hearing this, Arka nodded in realization.

So Golden Wheat Ears Island is blessed by the Stone Mother?

Are the gods of this world real?

Thinking like this, I was slightly shocked in my heart.

Wrong.

The other world has extraordinary powers, and there are also real beings, so what is there to be surprised about.

Thinking of this, Arka ate quietly.

……

In the darkness, only the moonlight on the sea still illuminates the world slightly.

A canoe carrying a man was moving away from the island.

Not far away, a ship was stuck in the darkness.

The boat stopped at the bottom of the boat, and the people in the canoe climbed up the rope ladder with oil lamps in their hands.

"Jason, you're back, why did it take so long?"

A rugged male voice rang out.

Jason patted his clothes, took out the two pistols he had acquired during the day from his backpack and handed them to him.

"Don't talk about it, help me see, does any of these two guns have magical attributes?"

The man took it, looked at it, and then shook his head.

Seeing this, Jason slapped his thigh hard.

"Damn, that's bad luck."

"You've spent so many days, can't it just be for these two guns? It's not worth it. ”

Jason snatched two pistols from him and threw them back into his backpack.

He measured his body and walked towards the cabin.

"Where's the head?"

"The head is in the captain's room right now, because you're in a bad mood waiting for you."

"Got it, got it, I'll explain, alas, it's really unlucky."

With that, Jason stepped into the cabin.

Then there was silence on the ship again.

The sail on the top of the ship suddenly slipped down.

The whole ship moved slowly in the night breeze.

After passing through the faint white mist on the sea, it disappeared.