Chapter 67: Clues to the Treasure

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"【Pointer】spell."

Lucilia next to her pointed at the spell on the compass and said.

The spell of this object was actually engraved clearly on the surface.

Alka couldn't help but glance at Lucelia as she recognized the unknown spell again.

"You are really knowledgeable."

Hearing Alka's praise, Lucilia smiled sweetly: "Thank you, my friends all call me a scholar."

"What effect does this spell have?"

"【Pointer】, usually used to be carved on various objects. It can always point to a place or an object or a person."

That’s why it’s called “locking the compass”.

The magic power flowed along his arm and into the compass.

The material of the compass seems to be some kind of magic-friendly material, so it is very easy to infuse magic power into it.

The patterns and spells above lit up slightly.

A pointer floated up out of thin air, with the tip pointing in a direction.

No matter how Alka turned it, it always pointed there.

"It seems that the [pointer] has been locked." Lucilia said when she saw this situation.

As the magic power was cut off, the pointer disappeared.

It is not yet known where this thing is pointing to.

Position the compass toward the book.

The thick book was like a brick, with no words written on the cover, and the word "Isolation" was also engraved on it.

It looks like a precious book.

Alka flips it open.

The words inside were completely incomprehensible, and Alka had never seen them before.

Not the Wensa language he was speaking now.

"White Alligator's Text?"

Lucelia exclaimed.

"You know him?" Alka turned and looked at her.

Lucilia nodded, and said with a hint of surprise in her voice: "This kind of writing can be considered ancient even in the era I lived in."

"The White Crocodile Script is said to have a hidden power. The information written in this script will be protected."

I don’t understand. I don’t understand at all.

"Then take a look at what's written on it?"

Alka couldn't help but ask.

Lucelia nodded. She was also very interested.

Books written in the language of white crocodile must contain valuable secret knowledge.

“Dreamland, unsigned, dedicated to those who want to go to the legendary land.

…

I went here at the cost of never returning. The Lost Conch seemed to like this place very much.

The Lost Conch is a ghost ship and my most important friend."

"What is a ghost ship?" Alka, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but ask curiously.

"After being baptized by the sea, a high-level spell ship that has been used for many years may develop its own consciousness. This is a ghost ship."

Hearing Lucelia's words, Alka nodded and signaled her to continue.

“As soon as we arrived here, we encountered incredible sea conditions. The sea water was like a tornado, but it also moved like a water snake between the sea and the sky.

Countless such "sea snakes" are swimming around wantonly. Once you are touched by one of these things, you can only leave it to fate if you want to survive.

Fortunately, the 'Miluo' was able to submerge itself in the water. Otherwise, it would be too tragic if it sank after spending so much money to get here ."

Is this really not some kind of fantasy novel?

Alka suppressed the urge to speak and continued to listen.

"...Halchi is dead. He was not a powerful Toucher. It was just a normal voyage, and he declined visibly until he died.

This place is filled with some strange power. Ordinary life cannot survive without enough power."

Lucelia read a few pages and then shut up.

"...This is a travelogue, looking at a bizarre sea or...world from the author's perspective."

Alka, who had been listening all the way, also nodded. It was indeed a bit bizarre.

"Let's look at other things first."

Alka said as he took the logbook.

…

Why are there incomprehensible words again?

It looks familiar, but I don't recognize it at all.

I couldn't help but turn my head to look at Lucilia next to me.

"Don't worry, I can understand it. This is Old Rossa , an ancient version of the language you use now."

He placed the journal in front of Lucelia and turned the pages for her as she read.

It is the logbook of Thaad's sailing when he was young.

However, this thin booklet only records the last two years of his voyage.

"After years of study, I finally mastered the writing and was able to decipher the ancient book."

"The world in the book is so fascinating. My blood is boiling with adventurousness. I also want to go there and see that strange world."

“…”

"I found a way to get past this, hahaha."

"You need to master a [treasure]. Without it, you won't be able to get through at all."

"Finally found a clue."

"No, my defective body makes it impossible for me to control the [treasure], which will only lead to my death."

“…”

"Maybe I should go back."

Through Lucelia, Alka listened to almost the entire log.

"Does the world described in that book exist? Do you think it's true or false?" Alka couldn't help but look at Lucelia and asked.

This is what he cares about most.

Lucelia nodded, her slender eyebrows furrowed in thought.

"It should exist. There is such a record in my family. The warriors in the family went to a place to explore the true meaning of life and never came back."

"Every time a warrior of this kind travels, we hold a grand and sad ceremony and prepare a tombstone for him early."

"Perhaps, this is the place they went to, but the elders would not let me know this information. If I don't have the courage to go there, I don't deserve to know it."

Hearing this, Alka looked at the book.

"Really? It really exists."

Alka, not knowing what he was thinking, picked up the scroll.

After it was flattened, it turned out to be a map.

However, through the logbook, he already knew that this map was where the treasure was buried.

And that's what the pointer is pointing to.

It's this island.

Blinked.

A total of 5 light spots appeared.

Four blue ones and one gold one.

All blue ones show [Magic Treasures] when no information is known.

He reached out and touched the golden light.