Looking at the map in his hand, Alka couldn't help but patted Sofia in front of him and said, "Sofia, come and take a look, are these two places the same?"
Hearing Alka's question, Sofia took the regional map and the ancient map from his hand.
The ancient map is the volcanic island where the treasure is buried.
Sofia compared them carefully, then nodded seriously and said, "The appearance is very similar. These sea area maps are carefully made, and the boundaries of these islands are generally not drawn casually."
"Wait a minute, I'll compare the world map again."
As he said this, Sofia looked at the overall map of the Home Sea.
Finally, he nodded with certainty.
From the detailed map of the island, it can be seen that this island is a volcanic island. Generally, few people will name this kind of island.
Unless it is a local.
And this kind of volcanic island will be simply marked on the overall map, but the regional map will not be marked like this.
On the map of the Home Sea, this area does have a volcanic pattern.
Similar island shapes, plus the fact that they are both volcanic islands, it is almost certain that the two are the same island.
Hearing Sofia's affirmative answer, Alka couldn't help but smile.
Didn't expect it to be here?
Thinking about it now, it's really not a big problem. After all, Thad was born in the Blood Gold Alliance. How far could he sail when he was young?
If there is no spell ship and it is just an ordinary voyage, it will take at least half a year from the Blood Gold Alliance to the Arctic Triangle, and there are all kinds of tsunamis and storms to experience.
It seems that after completing the mission, this place must be visited.
Alka thought with a smile.
…
It's boring sea voyage again when we come to the outside world.
It seems that we can never escape this.
In the market at sea, we must endure this endless boredom.
Watching several people playing poker in the captain's room, Alka sat beside them and flipped through the books in his hand.
You can also see a doll with two heads, which is also engaged in a fierce battle.
Some poker playing methods that Alka knows are very novel to them.
But for Alka himself, these playing methods have long been tired of playing. It's okay to play from time to time, but it's not okay to use them to kill time for a long time.
"Haha! King bomb, I win..."
Lucilia's childish voice just came out and stopped immediately.
The dolls on both heads immediately fell down and fell on the table motionless.
Watching this scene, Jason silently took down the last card that Lusilia was holding in both hands, and then everyone tacitly threw down the cards in their hands and shuffled them together.
Pororo, who was watching from the side, also took her place very consciously.
Looking at the doll lying on the wooden table, Alka shook his head helplessly and reached out to pick her up.
Lucilia's soul came out.
"Oh! I obviously won, why did it run out at such a critical moment."
The soul said tiredly, complained a few words, and got into the magic mirror on Alka's chest.
Although the doll has been transformed by Alka, there is still a time limit for each play, but it can be played while resting.
The segmented rest does not need to be as troublesome as before, and can only play for one hour a day.
In this way, 1/3 of the day can be used for activities through the doll's body.
But if you don't pay attention all the time, it will be too excited and stop running directly like just now.
Looking at the doll in his hand, which had been changed back to a doll without any color or decoration, Alka thought about it and left the captain's room with it, and walked towards a manufacturing room he had made for himself below.
At some point, his hand was also wrapped with a precision hand.
He decided to continue to study the production technology of the Soul Doll and make a more practical body.
The goal is to reach the human body, not the strength, but the appearance and senses similar to the human body.
Otherwise, if she keeps using the doll's body to move, but can't get the same feedback as the human body, Lucilia's soul is likely to be distorted.
Because the soul and the body will affect each other.
At least the doll's body should be close to the doll's body sense, and try to simulate it as much as possible.
It's hard for Alka to say that for Lucilia's safety, she should use the doll's body less.
This is too cruel for this soul girl.
Anyway, the time on the ship is boring, so it is just right to use it for research and to strengthen my casting skills.
Just do it as soon as you say it.
And with the cooperation of Lucilia, the soul body, the speed of research will be greatly accelerated.
…
It has been half a month since they set sail.
The "Treasure Harvest" slowly sailed into the narrow dock of Golden Wheat Island.
Alka greeted everyone and jumped off the ship alone.
Temporarily deviating from the route, Alka returned to Golden Wheat Island.
It is more or less on the way, so it doesn't take much time.
The arrival of the strange ship attracted the attention of some fishermen and boatmen at the port.
When they saw the person jumping off the ship, they were somewhat surprised.
"Alka? You're back?"
A former acquaintance was greeting Alka. Alka smiled politely at him, exchanged a few words, and then walked through the town.
When the residents of the town saw Alka coming back, they all greeted him.
It seemed that after only one year, Alka had matured a lot.
It was mainly Alka. After leaving for a year, he no longer needed to play the role of his former self.
Alka responded one by one, and after chatting for a few words, he walked along the path back to the small courtyard.
Pushing open the low wooden door that looked like a fence on the courtyard wall, he walked into the cottage.
It was still the same.
The inside was cleaned very cleanly, and there was no thick dust that had not been lived in for a long time.
I think it should be Aunt Marcy who came.
Since she was here, Alka also wanted to see how their family was doing.
Otherwise, if Aunt Marcy knew that I didn't visit her after I came back, she would definitely tell her later.
I closed the door again and followed the path to Aunt Marcy's house, but looked at the closed door.
It seems that they are not at home.
Alka had to follow the path to the center of the island.
All the way to the boulder
Priest Pakchi saw Alka was safe and hurried over, pressed his shoulder and looked him up and down, and then patted his shoulder with relief.
"It's good that you are back safely. I heard about you from the church before, and I don't know how to tell Marcy."
After all, Pakchi can be regarded as a member of the church. Although the news here is relatively closed, it has been more than half a year since the incident, and he knows more or less.
Especially when he knew that Andre and his treasure hunting group were in trouble, his heart jumped to his throat.
Andre was his former subordinate, and he was both his teacher and friend.
Also let alone Alka, a resident of Home Island, he had watched Alka grow up since he was a child.
And he was the one who recommended Alka to Andre's treasure hunting group, but less than half a year later, something happened.
It was hard for him not to blame himself for this matter, so he had been waiting for the exact news from the church.
He was even prepared for a time to tell Marcy about this matter in a peaceful way.
And accept Marcy's hatred.
Now that Alka has returned safely, the heavy stone in his heart has fallen.
Then he couldn't help asking: "Where is Andre? How is he?"
"Captain Andre is still safe, but he lost an arm."
Hearing this, Parkchi felt a little regretful.
But he still nodded and said, "That's good, as long as he's alive. Didn't he come with you this time?"
Alka shook his head: "No, I accepted the mission of the church and came here on the way."
Pakchi looked at Alka now and couldn't help but glance at him several times.
Just now, he was concerned about Alka's safety, so he didn't notice it. He only noticed now that he was next to Alka and felt threatened.
You know, he is a three-spiral, and he can feel threatened by Alka.
... Could it be.
To be honest, this is a bit beyond his imagination.
Alka has only been out to sea for more than a year, and he thought it was his own illusion.
But he still asked: "Alka, how strong are you now?"
After all, he is a resident of the island, and he is also his guide. Alka did not hide it and said directly: "Three spirals."
"..."
Pakchi was silent, he was really silent.
It is indeed a triple spiral. Although I guessed it in my heart, I didn't dare to think about it with certainty.
He opened his mouth, but then closed it again.
To be able to reach the triple spiral so quickly, there is only one situation in his memory and understanding that can be achieved.
Forget it, it is completely beyond his knowledge. What's the use of asking.
Then he changed the topic and asked.
"So why did you come back this time?"
"I want to build another tomb next to my mother."
"Next to your mother?" Hearing this, Parkchi couldn't help frowning.
Then he thought of something and said, "Could it be that you found..."
Arka nodded: "Well, I have my father's ashes."
Hearing this, Parkchi nodded and patted his shoulder silently.
"Go ahead, I won't bother you."
Arka nodded, picked up a shovel next to the cemetery, came to the side of his mother's grave and started digging.
After digging a hole, he took out the ashes and put them in, and then went to the cabin next to it and took out a tombstone without any inscriptions.
Put it on the grave, and then began to build it with his own hands to make it completely stable.
Begin to carve on the tombstone.
"A husband, a father, a warrior."
After carving, a long-handled dagger appeared in his hand, and there was a cloth scabbard on the dagger.
It was the dagger that his father used to kill his mother from behind. It didn't matter what it was called.
Sivers personally carved the words on the dagger - wife killer, to warn of his sins.
Looking at the dagger in his hand, Arka thought about it.
He said to himself facing the tombstone: "Forget about this dagger. Putting it here will affect the relationship between you and your wife."
He pulled out the scabbard and tied the rope used to hang it around the waist to the tombstone.
"I remember that this scabbard was sewed by your mother for you. It doesn't match this knife. Just put this one. This can enhance your relationship."
Looking at the magic dagger in his hand, Alka engraved a line of words on it.
Parricide.
Finally, he put it in his pocket ring.
Pick up the wheat ears that have been prepared long ago and put them next to the graves of the two.
He crossed his hands and prayed for the two.
After that, he said goodbye to Parkchi and walked along the path to his yard.
When passing by Aunt Marcy's house, the door was still closed.
As a result, he happened to see Sigurd at the gate of his courtyard. He seemed to be wondering why the gate of the courtyard was opened.
Just about to see if a thief had entered.
"Sigurd!"
Hearing the shout from the side, he turned his head, then showed a look of surprise, and immediately ran over and hugged Alka tightly.
"Why are you back? It's been a long time since we last met. You seem to have grown taller and obviously stronger."
"You too, how have you been doing during this period?"
"What else can I do? It's no different from the past. Tell me if you have any good treasure hunting experiences during this period."
Sigurd asked with an interested look. Alka must have had a lot of experience after being away for a year.
Alka nodded, stood at the gate of the courtyard and chatted with him for a long time, until dusk.
Looking at the sky, Alka asked, "Why didn't I see your mother?"
"Mom and the others followed the merchant ship to Turan Island this time. According to the time calculation, they should not be back until tomorrow afternoon."
"Really? That's a pity." Alka was a little regretful.
It seems that I can't see Aunt Marcy this time. I hope she won't complain when I come back next time.
"What's wrong? Are you leaving again today?" Sigt couldn't help asking.
Alka nodded: "My teammates are still waiting for me. I just happened to pass by this time, so I came back to take a look."
"Is the ship in the port your ship? It's different from the last one."
"Something happened."
Then Alka waved his hand and interrupted their conversation.
A book and a golden wristband suddenly appeared in his hand, decorated with two gems.
"Didn't I say I would bring you the treasure I found last time? Here, this is it, take it."
This golden wristband is a magical item that can be used without magic power.
It can strengthen the user's physique and enhance the strength of the hands, which is very suitable for Sigurd.
As for the book, it simply records some things in the extraordinary world.
And the narration of the experience during this period, which can be regarded as a kind of introductory manual.
Introduction manual for treasure hunters.
"Sigurd, this book records some of my experiences and more special things in this world. I will come back before the harvest day next year. You can think about it carefully before then.
I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving first, goodbye."
Saying Alka, he said goodbye to Sigurd and walked along the path towards the port.
Looking at Alka's back.
Sigurd looked at the golden wristband in his hand and the small booklet.
Although I don't know what Alka meant, at least I know I can see him again next year.
It seems to be a very important matter.
But isn't this golden wristband too expensive? Will my mother beat me up?
Because the whole wristband seems to be made of gold, and the two gems on it are still shining in the light of dusk.
The more I think about it, the more likely it is.
He actually accepted such a valuable thing from Alka. Just when he was about to catch up with Alka, he found that Alka had disappeared from his sight.
"How did you run so fast? How fast?"
He shook his head helplessly and took the things back to his home.
He opened the book that Alka gave him.
What greeted him was a new world.
On the other side, Alka was walking towards the port.
Now that he had the treasure, he could naturally let the people around him become touchers.
The book not only talked about extraordinary things, but also gave some specific details.
With the golden wristband, he should be able to feel the extraordinary specialness personally.
Let him be mentally prepared.
Thinking like this, he returned to the ship.
"Have you finished your business?"
Looking at Alka who came back, Jason asked while sitting at the rudder.
Alka nodded: "It's done, let's set sail. "
He waved his hand and controlled the sailboat to leave the berth and return to the route.
Jason stood up helplessly and controlled the rudder.
There was no other way. After all, this spell ship did not have the function of automatic navigation and was relatively low-end.
So they all took turns to steer the ship.
However, this ship will be eliminated in less than half a year. If you bear it, it will be a waste of money to buy a ship now.
As the ship sailed.
Alka came down and came to his own manufacturing room.
At this time, the manufacturing room was piled with various dolls and puppets, and even some sealed flesh and blood.
The doll Lucilia was making something. After seeing Alka coming, she turned her head and looked at him.
"Alka, you are back."
"Yeah. "Arka nodded and walked over.
He took the doll from Lucilia and began to operate it. The Precision Hand appeared in his hand again.
After some operation, the doll seemed to be officially completed.
"Shell Puppet Version 0.2, give it a try."
This is the technology that Arka used the Soul Puppet, plus the knowledge obtained through the Precision Hand, and then obtained after this period of research.
It has a more customized direction suitable for Lucilia.
Looking at the puppet in front of him, the puppet is made of unknown wooden materials, simulating human limbs to form one joint after another, and the mobility is almost perfect.
It can achieve postures that humans can't do.
Looking at the puppet, Lucilia couldn't wait to get out of the doll, and then got into the puppet.
Arka also watched the changes of the puppet nervously.
Although he had tried it many times and there would be no problem, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous, after all, it was his own work.