"Gappa, are you alright! You should be resting in the inn, or else go to the Temple of the God of Calamities. You look somewhat like you've been cursed by the ghosts of Valyria," the leader said, looking at his companion with concern.
This mercenary, who looked very ill, had been the strongest among them just a few days ago. But after a trip to the Smoke Sea and back, he fell ill, coughing incessantly. Even the alchemist's herbs were useless, and in just one day, he looked like he was on the verge of death.
The mercenary gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine! Don't you dare leave me behind. Even if I die, I want to die on Valyrian treasure."
No one else said anything.
At this moment, a person dressed as a mercenary, sitting not far away, stood up and walked over to them, saying, "Excuse me, gentlemen. I overheard your conversation just now. You were able to pass through the coastal area and approach the coastline of Valyria, right?"
Everyone immediately became wary, looking at the mercenary unkindly, their hands on their weapons.
"We don't know what you're talking about," the leader said with a cold face.
"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!" The mercenary quickly raised both hands to appear non-threatening, then continued, "I just want to cooperate with you all in treasure hunting."
"Cooperate in treasure hunting?" The leader looked disdainfully at the mercenary's simple equipment and said, "What qualifications do you have to cooperate with us?"
The mercenary smiled and said, "What if I know where you can land on the land of Valyria?"
Everyone froze, and the leader narrowed his eyes, looking at the mercenary, and said, "Are you telling the truth?"
The mercenary smiled, leaned down, and whispered some geographical features of the Valyrian coastline. These features were not something one could know from hearing rumors or stories; only those who had personally seen the appearance of the coastal cliffs and approached the land would know them.
The treasure hunting team couldn't help but exchange glances, then their gazes all focused on the mercenary.
The leader quickly made a decision, saying, "Alright, we'll cooperate! Tomorrow, you lead the way, and we'll go together…"
"No! I don't mean that kind of cooperation." The mercenary shook his head and said, "I will tell you the exact location to land on the island. You go to the island yourselves, enter the ruins to hunt for treasure, and no matter what kind of treasure you find, I want a share."
The leader shook his head and said, "That seems too disadvantageous for us. We have to risk danger to enter the ruins and hunt for treasure, while you do nothing and get a share. That's a bit…"
Before the leader could finish, the mercenary shrugged and said, "In that case, pretend I didn't say anything."
With that, he prepared to turn and leave.
But the leader immediately stood up, grabbed him, and said, "Wait, we can still talk."
As he spoke, he and the others together pressed the mercenary into a chair, then, like a merchant, haggled with the mercenary, finally agreeing that the mercenary would only take half of the found treasure.
"Aren't you worried that we might go back on our word after finding the treasure?" the treasure hunting team asked suspiciously.
The mercenary said frankly, "I am, so we should go to the Temple of the God of Calamities and have a priest of calamity witness and make a contract. If you go back on your word, the god of calamity will naturally send down punishment."
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces looked a bit grim, as everyone present had experienced the great plague and more or less had some faith in the god of calamity, but they did not object, because they also felt that doing so was not bad.
So, after leaving the tavern, the group headed straight for the Temple of the God of Calamities in Tolos.
At the same time, in taverns, inns, and docks in Volantis, Meereen, Yunkai, Astapor, and various cities across Essos and Westeros, people were selling information on how to land in Valyria. A surge of treasure hunting frenzy began to escalate under the instigation of those with ulterior motives.
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