It is the voice of Aunt Marcy and the residents of the town.

Hearing such a shout, Arka turned to look out of the cave.

The sky outside the cave had already been pitch black at some point, with dazzling stars dotted on the black curtain.

The full moon hanging high shines on the sea, reflecting a softer silver light.

Arka's first reaction was bad.

He is now in the cantilever cave, with his footprints and falling ropes below.

As long as you are not blind, it is impossible not to discover yourself.

Then they may find themselves finding treasure.

"No, I just found a little bit of residue, which is not enough to make them so jealous."

Arka looked down at the coins in his hand and two tiny rubies.

The silver snake with a total value of 36 is the money earned by a craftsman in seven or eight years.

It will only make them envious. With Aunt Marcy's family protecting themselves, they will not act irrationally because of this little money.

And according to memory, the residents of the island are very united and slightly xenophobic.

Not to mention that this is the property left by my mother and ancestors.

Instead, if you cover up yourself, it will make these people think more.

After figuring this out, Alka immediately took action.

He went directly to the entrance of the cave, picked up the torch and waved it outside twice.

"I'm here!"

With the fire and sound, it is transmitted.

"Look at it, there are torches there."

"It's Alka's voice, thank goodness he's fine."

"I just said, how could there be any problems with Arka every day? He was just a little naughty."

"Masi is too anxious, but why is this brat on it and how did he get up there?"

The townspeople who found Arka surrounded him.

Aunt Masi stood below with a torch and said loudly to Arka: "What are you doing on it? Why don't you come down quickly? Do you know how worried I am about you?"

"I'll get out right away, you guys let it go."

...

An hour later, Arca returned to his home.

Aunt Marcy was holding the corpse bag of her mother, and there were clear tears on her eyes.

Her husband Boca is by her side.

Siegte was holding a 50-kilogram piece of metal, which weighed 50 kilograms, and after entering, he placed it directly beside the door.

He said breathlessly: "Why do you have to bring this thing back? It's just a piece of metal, and its quality is not good. Do you want to be a blacksmith?"

Hearing his words, Arka just smiled awkwardly.

He couldn't say that this was the treasure, even though he couldn't see anything strange about the treasure.

He originally wanted to carry it with him, but Aunt Marcy must ask her son to help carry the iron piece away.

Although Sigt was reluctant, he thought that Arka had just recovered from his health and he took her back half-heartedly.

Aunt Marcy wiped her tears and reached out to twist her son's ear hard.

Turning a blind eye to his son's scream, he held the bag of ashes in his hand and placed it gently and grandly on the table.

As if afraid of such unstableness, I took some things to fix them.

The bracelet in his hand that represents his mother's identity was gently placed on the table.

Wipe your tears again.

"Alka, keep your mother's bones, and I will talk to Priest Parkic tomorrow and prepare for the funeral."

After saying that, he came over, carried Aka into his arms, and patted him on the shoulder hard.

"Don't be sad, it's a good thing to find your mother's bones."

"You have a good rest, let's talk about anything tomorrow."

After saying that, she pulled her husband and her son out the door.

Before leaving, Boca turned his head and nodded silently at Arka.

Sigt obviously had something to say to Arka, but in the face of his mother's toughness, he could only follow him reluctantly.

Before leaving, my eyes were filled with the desire to talk.

Arka really has to find the treasure. Although it is just a wreckage that has been taken by others, it is a very exciting thing for them, such as the teenagers and young people.

It’s just a pity that the treasure has been taken advantage of.

When Maxi and his family left the courtyard, Alka immediately locked the windows and doors.

It was then that Arka lifted the oil lamp on the table to the bed.

Leaning next to the oil lamp, open the manual and turn to the page of the map.

Light spots appeared on ordinary maps.

At this time, only two white dots were left, and the blue light dots on the coast had dimmed and turned into ordinary blue dots.

Arca reached out and clicked on it.

【Jack’s Magic Treasure】(Harvest)

【Difficulty: Adult】

【Visitability: 1325】

[Treasure Information: The Legacy of the "Magic" Jack Monk, the captain of the famous treasure hunter "Fantasy Poker".]

[Treasure harvest: 1 golden sail, 1 golden leaf, 6 silver snakes, 2 small gems. Jack Monk's "Magician" inheritance.]

The gold coins are still in my pocket.

The inheritance of the "magician" should be the metal ingot weighing more than 50 kilograms.

That thing is inheritance?

I thought it was some amazing precious metal.

Alca immediately wiped the metal ingot beside the door and carried it to the bed.

This is like a metal ingot that is completely watered together. So the question arises, how to obtain inheritance?

Drops of blood?

This is the first method he thought of, and it is also the method he thought of in his mind for a moment.

Related to the power of fantasy, blood drops are too classic.

In addition, if I really want to count it, I am indeed Jack's relative, and I am still a distant descendant.

Maybe blood is really useful.

Thinking of this, Alka immediately picked up the knife on the table and gently cut his finger.

A small blood mark appeared on the index finger, and squeezed it hard, and finally a drop of blood appeared, shaking and dripping.

Arka stared at the sight with her eyes wide open.

However, the blood dripped on the metal ingot and became sputtered, and there was nothing special about it.

Useless.

What else can I turn it on?

A spell?

gesture?

You can't need special power, right? Such as magic or something.

If this is the case, then he will be helpless.

Pick up the metal ingot, start to touch and observe the surface carefully, without missing any corner.

I was interrupted by the shouts outside when I got it before, and I had not had time to observe it seriously.

Apart from the patterns on it, I really didn't see anything special.

Suddenly, I felt a little uneven feeling on the cross-section of the metal ingot.

Pick up the oil lamp and look carefully.

There are sunken patterns and are filled with soil, so it is not clear in the dim room.

He used his nails to pick out all the soil inside and blew it hard.

The lines are revealed.

Two words.

"Singing"
Chapter completed!