Black sail

Chapter 498 CXXXII. Dark Magic Scripture
Buried deep in the wasteland.

A group of professional treasure hunters, an honor-level adventure team of six people set up camp under a huge rock that blocked out the sunlight. Unexpectedly, this journey brought them an unexpected reward.

In the sandstorm, they picked up a man who looked gentle and had a knight's ceremonial sword with him. He was not a vagrant.

This is very strange. A cultured person would not run into an uninhabited area. That is simply seeking death.

They were just seeking wealth and fame in dangerous situations, and came to the Bone Burial Wasteland to look for the treasure left behind by the high priest of the Eternal Sect three hundred years ago.

In the makeshift camp, a group of people took out dry food and ate it. According to the markings on the map, they would reach their destination tomorrow and see the truth of the rumors.

"This person is really lucky. He is not dead yet."

"His lungs were nearly clogged by the sand. Luckily you are proficient in earth elemental magic, otherwise he would have died too."

"Why go to so much trouble to save him?"

"If the treasure in the ruins is still there, it is priceless. There must be a good channel to sell it. We can't keep it. I was in contact with a chief of staff of the Thieves Guild, and I was going to sell it to him after the matter was completed. But the thieves are too disgusting, and I don't trust them very much. It's better to find Diaz's opponent to trade."

"Diaz's rival?"

"I don't even know this. The new master of the East Sea is Li Site. Look at this person again. Does he look familiar? I saw him in the Adventurer's Guild District News. He used the wanted poster they issued on the east coast of Bema. I have a good memory, so I can't be wrong. This person is a high-ranking official of Black Sail."

"I have no impression. If he is still awake, we can ask him and find out. Are you saying that if we save him, we can sell the goods to the East China Sea?"

"That's right. Before I came here, I heard that Heavenly Harbor was still under construction. Li Site is a very thoughtful person. He has so much money that he can't spend in his next life that he can just live a life of luxury in Heavenly Harbor. He is not afraid that the news will leak out and those charlatans in the sect will want to get it back."

"He seems to be awake."

"Go over and have a look."

In the shade of the huge rock, the Honor Adventure Group thoughtfully placed a cushion for Micah to rest his head on.

Micah's weak and hazy consciousness gradually cleared up. He felt that his lungs and throat were extremely uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a needle. He sat up and began to cough violently, spitting out some bloody phlegm mixed with sand, and then he felt much better.

Confusedly looking at the six unfamiliar faces around him.

Moreover, they were not dressed like those people of the Mulong Resistance Army at all, but more like adventurers who had to live in the open air.

He had an awful headache, as if a box of nails had been sewn into his head and he was shaking it vigorously.

Micah only remembered that he took off his coat and gave it to the princess, and covered his mouth and nose with a thin undershirt. In the dark sandstorm, he could only hear the whistling of sand, and his words were cut off by the strong wind. He was separated from the others, and after holding on for an unknown amount of time, he completely lost consciousness.

Where is Suezana?
"Have you seen a woman, a very beautiful woman?"

Micah's voice was so hoarse, as if a fishbone was doing radio gymnastics in his throat.

"You're still a woman. Drink some water, eat something, and replenish your energy first."

The adventure leader brought food and water to Micah. I don’t know how nice it was that he fished this guy into this state and he was still thinking about him even though he was about to die.

In order to prepare for this treasure hunting trip, the team leader invested a huge amount of money in the early stage. He spent forty gold dragons to buy a magic-powered tent that was highly efficient and windproof without the need for ground nails. He also prepared a large amount of food and emergency props for the long journey and did not care about these trivial things.

Micah just drank the water, shook his head, and took stock of the situation.

"She has blue hair. Once you see her, you'll never forget her. Is she here?"

He continued to ask, glancing around, but the strong sunlight reflected from the sand hurt his eyes, which had just opened.

"No, we just found you half buried when we passed by a sand dune, and dragged you out. There was no one else." The team leader just thought that this guy must love that woman very much, and he wanted to see how beautiful she was.

"I must go to her quickly."

Mika touched his purse, luckily it was still there. Did these people recognize him or something? There were dozens of gold royals in his purse, so why didn't they want to kill him?
Of course the leader had looked at it and searched through the money bag, but he put it back in the end. Having a way to sell the stolen goods was better than using the Thieves Guild.

"Here are fifty gold royals. I'll give them all to you. I want you to help me find someone."

Micah asked.

"No, big brother, that's not how you do business. Besides, this is deep in the Bone Burial Wasteland. You've lost your companions, right? And without special magical equipment, even King Alan will be buried alive if he comes here. Give up this idea. Look, this is a map of the Bone Burial Wasteland. Of course, this is a restricted area, and the map is very blurry and cannot be used as a reference. There is only a coordinate system. If you can point out the coordinates you want to go to on the map, we can take you there."

The team leader directly spread out the map for Micah to see and pointed out their current location. It was still quite a distance from the center of the Bone Burial Wasteland, but also quite deep.

But how did Micah know where Isuzana was.

Seeing that he was in a daze, the team leader knew that he had given up, so he asked him to drink some more water so that he could swallow the biscuits.

There was nothing Micah could do, he sat down, extremely weak, and accepted the kindness of these people.

All six of them were men, and none of them looked like good people.

He asked for information while eating.

"What are you doing here in this barren land?"

Micah was confused. Adventurers are indeed the most amazing species in the world, encompassing everything.

"It's okay to tell you. The Arran Church also has some offshoots, the less orthodox Eternal Church, which also believes in the Dragon Lord in some remote countries. A priest couldn't afford to eat, so he sold me a map that showed the location of the high priest who died in Mulon three hundred years ago. In a ruin, there is a treasure he left behind. We happened to be brave enough to come and check it out."

The team leader looked fierce and spoke slowly.

New scammer buddy, silver is much stronger than ordinary people, gold has entered the upper class, and honorary adventurers are already tough guys.

Micah's eyelids twitched. He was indeed an adventurer, too crazy. If he liked money, he could just rob. Why would he risk his life in the Bone Burial Wasteland?

"What kind of treasure is it? Is it worth coming to this damn place?"

Mika naturally didn't want to run around with them, so he had to go back quickly. There were also restricted areas in the East China Sea, and the routes to Tianguo Port also bypassed those places. Some idiots bought ships and went there, because they were tired of living.

"Speaking of which, are you really a Black Sail officer?"

One team member was most concerned about this issue.

Micah suddenly realized, "So that's why you didn't kill anyone or rob them. That's right, my eldest brother is Li Site."

"Awesome brother!"

The team leader suddenly became excited. Thanks to the life-saving grace, he now had a channel to sell the stolen goods. Of course, the price on the black market would be a bargain, but 50% would be enough.

You can only sell it on the black market, which is even darker than the black market. If the nobles see the things, they will take them away for free. Who can you ask for justice? The religious charlatans will even use slogans to force the things back.

"The treasure is naturally gold and silver, as well as dark magic scriptures related to the devil. I heard it from the priest." The leader had a look of ecstasy on his face. "The Eternal Cult has a lot of tricks. On the surface, they believe in the Dragon Lord, but in fact... don't spread rumors when you get out. There are fucking undead in it!"

(End of this chapter)