A sturdy middle-aged man was walking from the port towards the town.

It was obviously a hot season, but he was wearing a black windbreaker and a cowboy hat on his head.

Walking on the street in brown short boots.

He was holding a cloth bag in his hand, which looked a bit heavy.

As I walked, I could still hear him humming an unknown tune, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Residents coming and going in the town looked curiously at this middle-aged man who had never appeared in the town from time to time.

Until he disappeared into the town.

Keep walking along the path, and your target is the center of the island.

The cemetery on the island and where the statue of the Stone Mother is located.

Right at the entrance to the cemetery.

Priest Pakchi was already standing there waiting quietly.

Looking at the figure walking towards him in the distance, he couldn't help but smile.

After a while, the figure came to him. It was the strange man who had just appeared in the town.

"Andre, you're here."

Only then did the figure raise his head and take off his cowboy hat.

He has short, slightly dull silver hair, a exposed face, and looks somewhat mature and handsome.

A conspicuous X-shaped scar appeared on his left eye, but it did not hurt his eye.

He still had a cigarette in his mouth, and habitually spit out the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out with his feet.

Then I saw Palicki frowning.

"Okay, okay."

The man said helplessly, bent down, picked up the extinguished cigarette, and casually threw it into his pocket.

Then he said: "Tell me, why did you ask me to come here? Is there anything you can do for me?"

After hearing this, Parich stared at him and said unhurriedly: "I want you to help me train a child and let him join your treasure hunting group."

"Huh?" The man was a little surprised.

"Did I hear you correctly, Parich, you want to send a child into my treasure hunting group?"

Looking at the surprised face of the man in front of me.

Palicki said: "Andre, that kid is 16 years old."

"16 years old? That's just an adult. According to what you say, he must be from Home Island."

"You have to know that my job is not fun. Fighting and death will always accompany you."

Having said this, Andre couldn't help but take out a brand new cigarette from his pocket.

"It's impossible for me to go out of my way to take care of him because of you."

After saying that, he put the cigarette in his mouth, rubbed it with his thumb and index finger, and lit the cigarette.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"And the most important thing is that not everyone can join the treasure hunting group. It requires sufficient knowledge and experience."

"He has certain knowledge, experience, and talent."

Hearing what Pakchi said, Andre glanced at him with disgust.

Doesn't seem to believe it.

After all, this is just a 16-year-old child, a child from Home Island.

Very well protected.

"I'm not lying. Just a week or two ago, he found Jack's treasure on the island on his own."

Hear this.

"Oh?" Andre made an interested voice.

"That Magician Jack?"

"right."

"It's interesting, but the treasure should be enough for him to live a carefree life, right?"

Hearing this, Pakchi shook his head: "The treasure was captured first, and he didn't get anything."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned for a moment, reorganized his words and said: "But... he should have obtained Jack's inheritance and experienced the magical power."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I probably understand."

After listening to what Pakchi said, Andre smacked his lips and said.

"A young man who has just grown up is interested in treasure hunting and has the ability to truly harvest it. The most important thing is that he has experienced the magical power."

"How tempting is endless wealth and magical power."

Pakchi nodded in agreement.

Such temptation is so tempting for a 16-year-old child.

They have been through this before and know clearly that blocking will only be counterproductive.

"What's his name?" Andre asked with some interest.

"Alka, Alka Lagu."

"Alka?!"

Hearing some changes in Andre's voice, Pakchi looked at him: "Do you know him?"

"It's more interesting. Okay, no problem. I promise you, I will accept this person. As long as he shows his potential, I will take him to 'touch'."

"..."

"This is why you want me to take him, isn't it? There is no one more suitable than me."

"Okay, don't look so gloomy. It's a rare gathering. Come, let's drink for a while."

"OK."

…………

Alka, standing in his small courtyard.

Next to the big tree in front of him, a human-shaped target appeared at some point.

It was covered with straw and had various markings on it.

With the swing of the arms.

Two rays of silver light were inserted into the target's forehead and neck in an arc.

The two silver lights were actually two cards made of thin metal sheets, with sharp light shining on them.

A few more streaks of silver passed by.

It flew from all angles and was inserted into its belly and thighs. One of them even used a spin method to insert itself into its back.

Then, Alka stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

A card appeared in his hand again, and he threw it out.

The card drew a straight line and was inserted into the target's forehead.

This card has a red heart printed on it.

It is in the shape of a playing card.

Alka made a gentlemanly salute and pulled his hat.

"It's funny."

At this time, Sigert's voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Alka, Alka."

Hearing this voice, Alka quickly straightened his body, pulled off the tie on his collar, then took off his hat and threw it on the side of the house.

He walked towards the target in front of him as if nothing had happened.

Sigert pushed open the courtyard door and rushed in.

Looking at Alka's appearance, he was slightly stunned.

"Um...aren't you hot?"

I saw that Alka was wearing a white lining and a black vest on the outside.

Straight, neat pants and a pair of clean boots.
To be continued...