"Is this the manor of Alando Toure?"
Sigurt looked at the rusty gate in front of him, the whole frame had completely fallen off, and the cracked and collapsed wall.
You can see inside through the iron gate and the broken wall.
Inside is a lawn full of weeds, and there is a stone road in the middle of the lawn, but it is covered with dirt and moss.
It seems that no one has been here for a long time.
The stone road extends straight to a three-story building covered with ivy and various plants. Some of the walls on the surface have fallen off because no one has maintained them for a long time.
If there were no plants, you can still imagine the exquisiteness of this building.
But now, it is just a dilapidated manor with no one.
Looking at the manor in front of him, Sigurt turned his head and looked at Alka.
I couldn't help asking, "How did you do it? You just walked around the city and you are sure there is a treasure here? Isn't it too hasty?"
Turning his head and glancing at Sigurd, Alka raised his hand and nodded his head.
"That's why I'm a treasure hunter."
"Tsk."
Sigurd rolled his eyes and turned his head away.
Why are you showing off?
The location shown on the map is the abandoned manor in front of them. When they just came here, they also asked people around. This manor is indeed the manor of Ture.
"Let's go in directly." Alka said and walked into the building with Sigurd.
Since no one has maintained the stone road for a long time, clear footprints have been left on it, and it is also very slippery.
It seems to be because it rained yesterday.
When he came to the side of the building, Sigurd walked up and reached out to knock on the surrounding walls.
"No problem, it's still very solid."
Said Sigurd, he took out the torch he had been carrying and lit it with a flint.
Although there were windows and some fallen walls inside, the view was very dim due to the coverage of plants and vines.
Arka walked forward, pulled out the sailor's long knife from his waist and held it in his hand.
Watching Arka's movements, Sigurd also held his hand on the handle of the knife, frowned and asked: "Is it dangerous?"
"Be brave." Arka said.
The difficulty last time was adults. Although Arka felt that it was indeed at this difficulty level, the skeleton that suddenly resurrected at that time did scare him.
But later, thinking about it, if he hadn't gone by himself, his mother's bones would definitely not have climbed up.
From this point of view, it is indeed an ordinary adult who can obtain the treasure. The only difficulty is how to climb to the cave on the cliff.
But who knows the difficulty of the strongman, whether there will be any enemies.
The two entered the manor.
The first space they entered should be the hall in the manor.
"The previous things have been dismantled. Looking at some bricks and tiles on the wall, they may have been dismantled by the surrounding residents."
Siegert said as he looked at the somewhat dilapidated room.
Alka kicked the dust and dead branches and leaves under his feet.
It seems that no one has come in this place for several years.
The broken furniture on the wall has been almost cleared away, and some wooden cabinets embedded in the wall have been preserved.
There are also some small fires around, and some places that look like people have lived.
After all, there is an abandoned manor here. If someone is in trouble, this is indeed a good place to rest.
Of course, it is likely to become a secret base for children.
"Where will the treasure be hidden in such a big place? And is there really a treasure?"
Siegert knocked here and there with his knife handle, and couldn't help asking.
"Don't worry." Alka comforted and began to walk around the hall.
If you want to get the treasure, you need to have enough strength.
Find out where it fits.
"Let's walk around this manor first, take a look at every room, and see if there is any information."
"No problem."
The two held torches and began to wander around the manor.
Alka didn't know when he had a straight wooden stick in his hand.
Knocking around with the stick.
"Are you trying to use knocking sounds to see where there is a mezzanine?"
"You can say that."
"Professional."
The two chatted casually.
After strolling around the first floor, they really didn't see any other places.
Because almost everywhere was empty.
The two came to the second floor, where most of the rooms had some wooden beds that had not been completely removed.
Either for servants or guest rooms.
After walking around here, Alka couldn't help but say: "This is too empty, these people really don't let go of anything."
There was no suspicious place at all.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a subtle sound came from upstairs.
The two immediately put their knives in front of them, and then looked at the ceiling.
Turn around and look at each other.
Sigurd made a hollow gesture and shook his head.
Arka nodded.
The two walked towards the stairs.
They had observed briefly before that there was only one staircase in the whole building.
Raised the torch and walked quietly.
The two slowly moved upstairs.
However, when they came upstairs, they saw only a broken door creaking with the breeze. The window of this room was completely broken, and a corner of the wall was missing.
The sunlight near dusk came from the room.
"Ah, it turned out to be the wind, which scared me."
Arka turned around and looked at Sigurd, then blinked.
Sigurd was slightly stunned, and then nodded in understanding.
"Let's see if there is anything we can find on the third floor." Alka said, and began to walk around the rooms on the third floor.
Siegert followed closely behind him, and had already placed the knife in an easy-to-use position.
The magic literacy brought by the magician's ring.
Alka noticed something wrong when he came up.
That is, the creaking sound heard downstairs could not have come from the door, because the creaking sound of the door was not that loud.
Besides, they were right above their heads when they heard the creaking sound, and they were not at the stairs at that time, so how could they see it when they came up.
There are indeed people here.
There are some very subtle traces around, and there is no time to clean them up.
The two strolled along the way and came to a place with a larger room style than the guest room, and there was a small balcony outside.
Come to the small balcony and look out.
Alka pointed the long knife in his hand at the edge of the balcony.
"Come out, I've seen you."
In a small pit under the balcony, there was still a puddle left by the rain.
The person hiding under the balcony was vaguely reflected on it.
Siegert was also immediately beside him, holding a knife and on guard.
Seeing that no one had come out yet.
Alka smiled helplessly and said, "Yellow hair, brown..."
"Okay, okay, you win."
The voice appeared.
A figure climbed up directly from the bottom of the balcony, grabbed the edge and jumped directly into the balcony.
A squat stabilized his body.
By the way, he also put the hat on his head.