Treasure hunter, sailing on the blue sea

"This is Alando Toure's manor?"

Sigurt looked at the rusty gate in front of him, with the entire frame completely falling off, and the cracked and collapsed wall.

Able to see through iron doors and broken walls.

Inside is a lawn that is already overgrown with weeds. There is a stone path in the middle of the lawn, but it is full of dirt and moss.

It looked like no one had been here for a long time.

This stone road stretches straight to a three-story building covered with ivy and various plants. Some of the walls on the surface are peeling off due to no one maintaining them for a long time.

Without these plants, one can still imagine the beauty of this building.

But now, it is just a dilapidated and uninhabited manor.

Looking at the manor in front of him, Sigurt turned his head and looked at Alka.

I couldn't help but ask: "How on earth did you do it? Just after walking around the city, you were sure that there was a treasure here? Isn't it too hasty?"

Turning his head and glancing at Sigurt, Alka raised his hand and nodded his head.

"That's why I'm a treasure hunter."

"Tsk."

Sigurt rolled his eyes and turned away.

Why are you showing off?

The location shown on the map was the abandoned manor in front of them. When they first came here, they also asked the people around them and found out that this manor was indeed the former Toure's manor.

"Let's go straight in." Alka said and walked towards the building with Sigurt.

Since the stone road has not been maintained for a long time, walking on it has left clear footprints and is very slippery.

It seems to be because it rained yesterday.

Arriving next to the building, Sigurt walked up, stretched out his hand and knocked on the surrounding wall.

"No problem, it's very strong."

As he spoke, Sigurt took out the torch he had been carrying and lit it with a flint.

Although there are windows and some peeling walls inside, the view is very dim due to the coverage of plants and vines.

Alka stepped forward, took out the sailor's knife from his waist, and held it in his hand.

Seeing Alka's movements, Sigurt also held his hand on the knife handle, frowned and asked: "Is there any danger?"

"Be brave," Alka said.

The last difficulty level was for adults. Although Alka himself felt that it was indeed this difficulty level, the skeleton that suddenly came to life at that time really shocked him.

But then I thought about it, if I hadn’t gone there myself, my mother’s bones would definitely not have gotten up.

From this point of view, it is indeed a treasure that an ordinary adult can obtain. The only difficulty is how to climb into the cave on the cliff.

But who knows if there will be any enemies in the Hercules difficulty.

The two entered the manor.

The first space you enter should be the hall in the manor.

"Everything that was there before has been demolished. Looking at some of the bricks and tiles on the wall, it may have been demolished by the surrounding residents."

Sigurt said while looking at the somewhat dilapidated room.

Alka kicked the dust and dead leaves under his feet.

This place looks like no one has been here for several years.

Almost all the tattered furniture on the walls had been cleared away, and some wooden cabinets inlaid on the walls remained.

There were some small fires around, and some places that looked like they had been inhabited.

After all, there is an abandoned manor here. If anyone is in trouble, this is indeed a good place to rest.

Of course, it is very likely to become a secret base for children.

"In such a big place, where would the treasure be hidden? And is there really a treasure?"

Sigurt tapped the hilt of his knife here and there, and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry." Alka comforted her and started walking around the hall.

To get the treasure, you need to have enough strength.

Find where it fits.

"Let's take a walk around the manor first, look at every room, and see if there is any information."

"no problem."

The two held torches and started wandering around the manor.

Alka was holding a straight wooden stick in his hand.

Beating around with wooden sticks.

"Are you trying to use the tapping sound to see where the mezzanine is?"

"You can say that."

"major."

The two chatted casually.

After wandering around on the first floor, I really didn’t see much else.

Because almost everywhere is empty.

The two came to the second floor. Most of the rooms here had wooden beds that had not been completely dismantled.

Either for servants or a guest room.

After walking around here again, Alka couldn't help but said: "This is too empty. These people really don't miss anything."

I didn't see anything suspicious at all.

"Crunch!"

Suddenly a small sound came from upstairs.

The two of them held the knives in front of them for a moment, and then looked at the ceiling.

They turned around and looked at each other.

Sigert made a weak gesture, then shook his head.

Alka nodded.

The two of them just walked towards the stairs.

They had briefly observed before that there was only one staircase in the entire building.

He held up the torch and walked quietly.

The two of them slowly moved upstairs.

However, when I came upstairs, I only saw a broken door creaking with the breeze. The windows in this room were completely broken, and a corner of the wall was missing.

The approaching dusk sunlight filtered through the room.

"Ah, it turns out it was blown by the wind. It scared me."

Alka said, turning his head, looking at Sigurt, and then blinked.

Sigurt was stunned for a moment, then nodded in understanding.

"Let's see if we can find anything on the third floor." Alka said and began to walk around the rooms on the third floor.

Sigurt followed closely behind him and had already placed the knife in a position where it was easy to release.

The magic literacy brought by the magician's ring.

Alka noticed something was wrong when he came up.

That is to say, the creaking sound heard downstairs cannot be from that door, because the creaking sound of that door is not that loud at all.

Besides, they heard the creaking sound right above their heads, and they weren't even on the stairs at that time. How could they possibly see it when they came up?

There are indeed people here.

There are still some very small marks around that I didn’t have time to clean up.

The two wandered all the way and came to a place with a larger room than the guest room, with a small balcony outside.

I came to the small balcony and looked out.

Alka pointed the long knife in his hand under the edge of the balcony.

"Come out, I've seen you"

There was a puddle left by the rain in a small pit under the balcony.

It vaguely reflected the person below the balcony.

Sigurt was also nearby immediately, holding a knife on guard.

It looks like no one has come out yet.

Alka smiled helplessly and said: "Yellow hair, brown..."

"Okay, okay, you win."

The voice appears.

A figure climbed up directly from under the balcony, grabbed the edge and jumped directly into the balcony.

He stood up and stabilized his body.

By the way, he also put the hat on his back on his head.