Chapter 256 Human Skin Map

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"Can I still drink?"

Alka looked at Balazs in front of him. Balazs' cheeks were flushed and he reeked of alcohol.

The eyes are half open.

"My friend, don't be petty. Look at me. I grew up drinking alcohol. This little bit of alcohol is nothing to me."

Hearing that he even began to stutter when speaking, it was obvious that he was not as powerful as he said.

It seems that the alcohol content in grown-up wine is not high.

"Okay, then have another drink." Alka said helplessly, clinking his glass with his.

After all, Balazs is not in a good mood right now, and alcohol is the easiest way to vent.

At least he's not drunk, that's good, isn't it?

As long as you don't get drunk, it's fine if you're drunk.

“Ah~ So cool!”

Balazs let out a sigh of relief, placed his wine glass on the table, and leaned heavily against the wall next to him.

"I'm really unlucky this time. It's all because of those damn traitors."

"I consider myself a good captain. I have been doing business for more than ten years. I started with a small ship of only 30 meters long and now I have a large merchant ship of 70 meters long. I have never treated my brothers and I unfairly."

"In the end, those guys betrayed us just for 382 gold sails. Sigh."

He leaned against the wall and sighed heavily.

Then he looked at Alka with half-closed eyes and asked solemnly: "Friend, I know you also have the treasure, but there are only so many places. I can't do anything if they are all gone, right?"

Hearing this, Alka's eyes widened slightly and he looked around vigilantly.

This is clearly not the place to say such things.

Seeing Alka's expression, Balazs smiled and patted his shoulder.

"Relax, my friend. I'm just drunk, not stupid enough to do that."

As he spoke, he opened his left palm, which had a circular pattern on it.

A faint magical power surges out.

On a disc-shaped object, a white stone disc with dense and regular patterns carved on it emerged.

You can see that the lines are flowing on it like magma, revealing a fiery red color.

Alka felt it as soon as it came out.

This is a treasure.

Balazs then did something that amazed Alka.

He took the treasure and threw it at the boss at the bar.

"Rochela, take it and keep it for me."

The muscular, dark-skinned old man opened his one eye, raised his right hand, and caught the treasure.

Then he casually threw it next to the bar without any thought.

The customers drinking around them just raised their eyes slightly, as if they were used to it and not interested.

"See?" He looked a little proud, then leaned forward slightly and whispered to Alka, "This is not an ordinary bar. There are spells that change the words next to each seat. People without treasures cannot come up."

Hearing this, Alka looked at the table he was leaning on, but did not see anything different.

Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that something is indeed wrong.

The conversations coming from the seats around were indeed a bit too bland, and just seemed like normal small talk.

Alka thought that the people who came to this bar were more civilized. Is this the reason?

Moreover, he did not feel that there was a mechanism to detect treasures when he came up. No, what was surprising was that there was a mechanism that could detect whether someone was carrying treasures.

And it's just in this tavern.

There were only about 10 people sitting there.

If that's the case...

It's amazing, because this place is obviously only visited by people who are familiar with the island.

The treasures here are really abnormally abundant.

The boundless ocean... really cannot be underestimated.

You have to be more low-key.

Alka thought silently.

Then all I could hear was Balazs continuing to complain while drunk.

"You may not believe this, but when I got the treasure, more than half of the quota for it had been used up. I could only give enlightenment to a dozen people when I got it."

Having said this, he was extremely dejected.

"Alas, I can understand them. Of course, I can't help it. Every quota for revelation is so precious. I have tried my best to provide quotas for those friends who have followed me all the way, but it is still a little short."

Having said that, he poured himself another glass and took a sip.

To be honest, Alka couldn't empathize with it.

He did not think that the places for revelation were precious; rather, there were too many of them.

There are a total of 6 people on the ship who are in control of the treasure.

Except for people like Jason who possess living "treasures", and Lucelia's special treasure.

The remaining four people hold five treasures in their hands, and the total number of places is more than 600, close to 700.

The treasure quota held by each of them has almost never been used, and even if the person who held the quota has used it, he has already died.

In the sea of home, the number of people who have been enlightened is less than 20.

I have no idea how to use so many places, how can you ask him to empathize?

Although he couldn't empathize, Alka could understand.

What is worrying is not the scarcity but the inequality.

Moreover, the later the revelation is received, the greater the gap will be , and the more anxious one will naturally become.

It seemed that Balazs had finished his complaints and was leaning against the wall, drinking by himself.

Alka suddenly said, "Speaking of which, we encountered an interesting thing before we left this time."

"Oh?" Balazs turned around with a curious look on his face.

What interesting things can you encounter on the Broken Isles?

"You didn't come this time, so you don't know that a pirate group has landed on the island, and they are heading straight for us."

"According to the information we obtained through interrogation, it is said that it is because some valuable items were mixed in with your shipments, which are different from the previous ones. However, I think this is obviously not enough for them to go to great lengths.

Perhaps some of your crew members provided information that they should not have provided."

Balazs frowned upon hearing Alka's words.

"As for the pirate group...among the people who betrayed, there was indeed one person who was in collusion with a group of pirates. Doesn't their captain have a scar that runs from the corner of his eye to the corner of his mouth?"

Alka nodded. The captain he killed did have these characteristics.

"The Bone-piercing Pirates, some wimpy scumbags with no great abilities."

"I'm sorry that you were put in danger because of the problems on our side." Balazs apologized sincerely.

Alka waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing to worry about.

"It doesn't pose any danger, don't worry about it."

Except for the leader Alka who took a little time to deal with, the other pirate members were simply trash.

At this moment, Balazs suddenly thought of something.

He slowly raised his hand, and the ring in his pocket glowed.

A half map made of human skin appeared in his hand.

"Then did you get the map from him?"

Look at this map.

Alka didn't expect that the other half was with Balazs.

What a coincidence.

Another half card also appeared in his hand.

Balazs was a little surprised when he saw the map. He smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

Then he explained, "The reason why the traitor wanted to contact this pirate group was because the leader of the pirate group had his eyes on the half of the map in my hand."

"I didn't take it seriously at first, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

Alka listened, sipped his wine, and tapped his fingers lightly on the human skin map.

At this time, the back of the map was facing up, and the front was covered by Alka on the table.

The atmosphere between the two of them quieted down a little.

Balazs seemed to have sobered up and was thinking about something.

"So, my friend, are you interested in cooperating?"

He pushed the map over and said.

Alka looked at him and asked directly, "If you don't mind, would you like to tell me a little bit of information about this map?"

As he said this, Alka turned over his map and put it together with the map he pushed over.

Seeing Alka's sincere gesture, Balazs no longer hid anything and said, "This human skin map was peeled off the skin of a pirate leader 20 years ago.

He is fairly well-known in the Broken Seas around Southern Cross Island, but he is also an equal scum, specializing in robbing merchant ships and immigrants on some islands, but this also makes him incredibly wealthy.”

"He was cautious and cruel. In order to avoid exposing his whereabouts, he often destroyed and sank entire ships, causing countless deaths."

"After he was caught, he refused to tell where he hid the treasure until his death. What's more concerning is that he had tattoos all over his body."

"After his death, two pieces of skin were inexplicably missing from his body, in different locations."

As he said this, he pointed to the two human skin maps on the table.

It can be clearly seen that although the maps are spliced together, there are obvious differences in graphics, skin color, and texture.

Obviously not in the same area.

“One of the skin maps came as a gift when I obtained this treasure.

I used to care about it, but then I really didn’t know where the other half of my skin was, so I gave up.”

"This wealth may be able to make up for my losses and even help my Chamber of Commerce to move forward."

Balazs looked at Alka, waiting for his answer.

But he thought Alka would not refuse.

After all, they are a treasure hunting group, right?

Alka seemed to be in deep thought, tapping his fingers lightly on the map.

In fact, he had already known the location of the treasure on the map by blinking.

There are only a few points.

According to the legend, the golden beam of light must be more than just a treasure.

There are certainly many additional treasures that come with it.

And the place he knocked was exactly this golden spot.

[Bloody Secret Treasure]

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[Treasure information: The treasure hidden by a scumbag pirate is his life's harvest. It is also ill-gotten gains, stained with the blood and souls of innocent people.

The treasure is hidden in an unexpected place, a place that is safe enough and only known to him. 】

Since it is golden light, Alka must have gone there.

The problem was that he didn't know enough.

He didn't even know the pirate's name.

And most importantly, he didn't know which island the map was pointing to.

Because even if the two maps are put together, the map drawn on them is just an area, and even the shape of an island is not known.

The golden spots were clearly marked in a very detailed area.

If there were no points, it would be impossible to see anything from this map.

As for the unexpected places mentioned on the treasure, they are all clearly marked. So what if they are unexpected?

The only thing you need to worry about is where the island is.

Collaboration is inevitable.

Otherwise, just collecting intelligence would waste a lot of time for Alka and the others. It would be better to cooperate with Balazs, who has been working on Southern Cross Island for more than ten years.

"How should the treasure be distributed?" Alka suddenly asked.

Balazs smiled as Alka's words meant he agreed.

To be honest, if he were asked to look for it alone, he really wouldn't have the ability to do so.

Because even if he put the two maps together, he still couldn't understand what this thing was.

Because it's all lines, there's no telling where the treasure is buried.

This map is better off not having it.

But Alka and his team are a treasure hunting group, and they are much more professional than himself.

"You are professionals, do you have any suggestions?"

Alka taps the table.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Each party should provide personnel, and the rewards will be distributed according to their contributions. The party with the higher contribution will take first."

After hearing this plan, Balazs pondered for a while.

This plan seems to be very fair, considering the minimum contribution, the combat power of Baraz alone, plus the fact that he provided half of the map.

His contribution is not too low.

He thought that he would not play a big role in the treasure hunt. At most, he would be a thug and provide some information he could get.

He basically couldn't do anything else.

He has this self-awareness.

But he was also afraid that there might be treasures among the wealth that he didn't understand. After all, he was just a businessman, not an appraisal expert or an archaeologist.

I don't have such a good eyesight, especially when it comes to finding treasures.

As we all know, treasures are restrained.

If you don't hold it and input some magic power into it, you won't know that this thing is a treasure.

He was afraid of making a mistake here.

Some of the treasures really look quite tacky.

After a moment's silence, he said, "Yes, but both parties must not conceal the fact that they already know the value of the treasure, and they can sign a divine contract."

As expected, it was impossible to bluff.

They are all shrewd people.

Alka felt a little regretful, because he could clearly see the border of the treasure and knew it was the ability of the treasure.

But obviously others are not stupid either.

Nodded: "No problem."

He still had the confidence to take most of the contributions and then take the treasure.

At worst, I can give all the remaining wealth to him.

"Okay, happy cooperation."

“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

The two held hands and smiled at the same time.

Then each of them put their copy of the map into their pocket ring.

“I’ll settle my affairs first. Some troubles may take five or six days and nights.

We will meet here and discuss the details, and I will also organize the information I know during this period."

Hearing what Balazs said, Alka nodded: "No problem, I happen to be quite interested in this island as well."

After the two finished chatting, a bell rang outside.

Hearing the chimes, Balazs looked out the window and said, "The chimes will sound an hour before night falls , and the same is true for daytime."

Hearing this, Alka nodded.

This means there must be some ability or prop that can know in advance the arrival of night and day.

The two left their seats.

Balazs took the treasure on the bar counter and then greeted the boss.

The two walked down together.

We said goodbye in front of Balazs's store.

"I've been drinking for so long. Time flies." Alka thought silently as he looked at the people walking on the street.

He stretched himself hard.

Return towards the port.

Even though night was approaching, nothing changed around us.

However, there were some figures wearing helmets and carrying rock-shaking rifles on their backs appearing on the streets.

They were wearing brown-gray clothes, and the cross star on their chest represented that they belonged to the local force here.

One of them was not carrying any weapon but was walking on the side of the road holding a long metal stick.

He came to a street lamp, lifted the long metal stick, and inserted it through a hole under the lampshade.

A slight amount of magic power flowed from his hand into the metal stick.

Light up the street lamps.

Then a pale white flame ignited in the lampshade, and the lampshade seemed to be able to amplify the light.

Is this how it was ignited?

Alka thought it would light up on its own, which was quite an interesting sight.

After watching for a while, Alka quickened his pace.

When he arrived at the port again, there was still noisy noise.

However, as the bell rang, the number of busy workers in the port decreased a lot, and noisy sounds were heard from the tavern at the entrance of the street.

Food stalls pushed by wooden carts are also launched like the square.

Some hungry laborers began to buy the food above.

Alka tilted his head and took a look. The food, which looked like bread, looked quite tasty.

It seems that food is not something that is too difficult to obtain in the vast ocean.

He didn't even see any skinny, hungry people on the island.

However, this scenery is unusually full of the flavor of fireworks.

I couldn't help but slow down my pace.

Watching these laborers working, and watching some housewives carrying lunch boxes to deliver meals.

Take advantage of this gap in labor.

Some workers squatted nearby to spend some time with their families.

"Make way, sir."

A man carrying goods on his back spoke from behind Alka.