Treasure Hunters, Sail the Blue Sea

Chapter 22 Harvest (Please read further!)
"You two boys, what are you doing so mysteriously? Why did you come back so late?"

At this time, the white sail anchor is closed.

After the two walked in through the small door on the side, they saw two uncles who were drinking in the hall.

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

"Go out for a walk and drink your bar."

Siegert waved his hand and said, immediately went upstairs with Alka and returned to the temporary guest room.

Aubey's voice came from behind.

"The evening meal has been delivered to your room, 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 from their arms and placed them on the table.

"Is this a treasure hunt? It's so interesting."

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

Playing with his pistol in his hand.

Shake out the magazine, turn it, then turn it back, like that aiming gesture.

"Have you used it before?" Alka asked from the side.

Sigurd nodded: "I had one before, but my mother paid for it. You know, sailing with a boat is sometimes dangerous."

But then his voice became softer: "But I broke the pistol, I dare not tell my mother."

No wonder I haven't seen him use it.

"But there are no bullets for these two guns. It seems that I have to buy some for preparation tomorrow. Besides, it's been so long, and I don't know if this gun can still be used."

As Sigert said, he checked the pistol in his hand. From the appearance, there was nothing wrong with it, but there was a lot of dust on it.

Arka looked at the two guns in front of him.

Among them, the pistol is very similar in style to the treasure of the shop that I saw in the shop before.

And you can feel that the wood used in the grip is more comfortable, and it also has a frosted texture.

Then he set his sights entirely on the sawed-off double-barreled shotgun, or it could also be called a shotgun.

It's about as long as my forearm.

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

It looks like a work of art, and its body is obviously made of some kind of metal, it doesn't feel like iron.

This is the real treasure.

However, there is really no problem with the appearance.

At this time, Siegert finished checking his two firearms and said.

"The pistol uses No. 3 ammunition, which is really powerful. This kind of double-barreled shotgun, the bullets are not easy to buy, and I don't know if there are any."

It seems that Siegert really knows more about this than him.

He still doesn't know the difference between the types of ammunition used in pistols.

The only thing I know is that the larger the number, the larger the caliber should be.

He took out the stool, sat at the table and spread out the map again.

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

He found this thing by accident in the secret room, and slipped it into his hand on the spot.

It should be some kind of material.

With a wave, the crystal block disappeared.

Arka turned his attention back to the map.

Clicked on the already dimmed blue dot.

【The Legacy of Alando Touré】(Harvest)

[Difficulty: Hercules]

【Famousness: 6】

[Treasure information: Alando Touré's manor houses the works of the owner of the manor at his peak.

At the same time, there are all kinds of "failures" left by him in order to produce the works of the peak period, in his secret studio.

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

[Treasure harvest: Locker-G3 pistol-type shotgun, Jungle Cat-six-shot revolver. 】

As the treasure was obtained, more information was obtained in Alando's secret room.

One more item was added to the message.

No wonder Jason would choose two pistols.

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

Does his special ability have something to do with his name?

I don't know what special ability it has, let alone how to activate it.

You can only buy a certain amount of ammunition, and then go back and find a way.

Sigurt then put the gun under the pillow and brought over the bread and stew from the table by the door.

"It's stew again, and it's still sea fish. Can't Aubey change it? He doesn't know how to make this kind of thing, does he?"

Handed him the copy of Alka, and he grumbled.

Alka shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "You can be content with what you can eat. Let's take a rest after eating, and go shopping on the street tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow, these merchants like to slaughter us, the people who live in our homes."

Hearing this, Alka asked immediately.

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

Sigurt turned his head, his cheeks were still stirring, and he looked at Alka with weird eyes.

"do not you know?"

"Where do I know where to go?"

"Oh, that's right." Sigurt scratched his head, suddenly remembering Alka's situation.

After organizing the language, he replied: "The homeland is the land blessed by God."

"Every home island is blessed by the gods. The island has special crops, fertile land and a pleasant environment. It can also guarantee the safety of the island. The most important thing is that the residents on the island have been protected by the gods."

Having said that, the smile on Siegert's face became even brighter.

"Anyone who harms the residents of Home Island without reason, especially death, will be cursed."

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

Siegert shrugged, and took a bite of the bread in his hand: "After all, if we offend others, I believe they will be happy to beat us up."

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

Hearing this, Alka nodded suddenly.

So Jinmaisui Island is blessed by the Stone Mother?

Are the gods in this world real?

Thinking of this, I was slightly shocked.

wrong.

The other world has extraordinary power, and it also has real life, so what is there to be surprised about?

Thinking of this, Alka began to eat quietly.

……

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

A canoe with a person on board is moving away from the island.

Not far from where it was sailing, there was a ship staying in the darkness.

The boat stopped under the boat, and the people in the canoe climbed up the boat along the rope ladder with the oil lamp.

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

A rough male voice sounded.

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

"Stop talking, help me see if any of these two guns have magical properties?"

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

Seeing this action, Jason slapped his thigh hard.

"Damn, bad luck."

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

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

Turning his body sideways, he walked towards the cabin.

"Where's the head?"

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

"Got it, got it, I'll explain, alas, what a disaster."

With that said, Jason entered the cabin.

Then the ship once again fell into silence.

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

The whole ship moved slowly in the night breeze.

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

(End of this chapter)