Another Man's Treasure North Branch Novels & Stories

Andrius said calmly, “The cooperation is simple. You will go to the treasure location, help us retrieve it, and we’ll pay you a certain percentage of the treasure. As for the location...” Andrius looked at Katalina, indicating for her to speak. Katalina had already made her decision, so she did not hesitate and said, “The treasure is located deep in the Arbeis, on Argonte Peak. Argonte Peak... It was not far from Flandom’s capital.

It splattered across his face like war paint. The second man was shaking now. He stared at his companion's body as it lay twisted, steaming slightly from the silver that had burned in the wounds. “I-I’ll talk,” he croaked. Eric approached slowly. “Names. Locations. Everything.” “There’s... there’s a camp,” he stammered. “North of Blackpine Temple. Hidden beneath the mountain lake. They’re calling it The Cradle. Vincent,he’s gathering blood mages. Rogues. Shadow wolves.”

Little treasure sighed helplessly at her brother’s shamelessness and turned to her other siblings to continue her narration “Then big treasure figured out that mommy had forgotten us and then devised a plan to make mommy remember us.” “Eldest brother and sister-in-law to be, Beth came with me to the place where the madman had taken mommy. Then when big treasure bought mommy to a place where we wouldn’t be interrupted. Eldest brother and sister-in-law to be, Beth replayed our favourite part from our bedtime story when big treasure bought mommy to where we were.” Emm paused her story hesitating, she threw a side glance at her daddy; she subtly covered her bum, took a deep breath inwardly.

Although Valerio was prepared in his heart, he was still taken aback when he heard what David said. He knew some of the branches that David wanted, and there were quite a few of them. Treasure Trove was indeed a big business. There were branches in the medium and large trade zone on the Central Sacred Continent. However, those were the accumulation of countless years of development of the Fellowes family. However, David had asked for hundreds of them at one go. He had such a large appetite. While selling a few hundred branches would not affect Treasure Trove too much, it was not a small sum either.

I believed every word he told me; opened my heart to him and he crushed it in his hands. “What? Girl don’t toss out the gifts! At the very least resell them. The man gave you diamonds! You could get big money from those gifts, which you can then put towards yourself and your family. Don’t stab yourself in the chest just to reach the person behind you,” she admonishes. “Huh?” I ask in confusion. “Don’t worry about it. The point is, by all means, get rid of those things if you want to remove all traces of him, but you might as well get something out of it.”

The other two followed and went back to their own rooms, and they all took a long hot bath before going to sleep with the sun already peeking out of the clouds. Crown Prince Rogeus shook his head at the three before looking down at the six papers. He took them to the study room before piercing them together. The whole map of the city lord manor’s interior is fully laid in front of Crown Prince Rogeus. There are also notes on the side from Crow’s handwriting. The notes pointed out the possible places that could be the treasury of the manor, but there is also a comment that the treasury might be underground or somewhere deep in the north king mountain which will make it hard for them to even g

Carol shouted the words, and everyone around them froze for a moment. Instinct kicked into gear, and North turned in the direction the thief had run. “I’ll get it back.” “No, North, don’t do that. It isn’t safe.” Carol reached out for her, but she was already out of range. Ignoring her words, North burst into a run, following the same direction as the thief. It was only when they reached the corner and disappeared from Carol’s sight that she ran the opposite direction of the person who’d stolen the purse. She caught a brief glance of a tall, lithe figure with long black braids disappearing with Carol’s purse, but that was it.

I stepped off quietly and found a small bookshop tucked between two cafés on the edge of the station. I asked the elderly man behind the counter for a map, not digital, something physical, something untraceable. When I mentioned Ashborne Claw, his brows drew together. “Not everyone knows about that place,” he said. “It’s deep within the northern mountains. Old bloodlines, isolated.” I nodded quietly. That confirmed it, I was already on the right path, but I had a new problem. Money. The cash I carried was finished. I had promised myself I wouldn’t use the funds Azrik sent me every week. It felt like betrayal, but I was running out of choices. My babies needed me to survive, and to survive, I

The North Tower was quiet except for the soft crackling of the fire. That morning, I searched through the old shelves covered in dust. Killian thought he had locked me in a room with nothing but silence and my own thoughts. He was wrong. He had locked me inside a room filled with his family’s secrets. Behind a thick, heavy ledger, I found something folded and hidden. It was an old map of the Silver Crest territory. But this was not the kind of map shown to the public. Thin red lines were drawn across it, secret tunnels running beneath the mountains.

The man said. “There are no treasures there that are worth any gold there. Our tribe has no jewels and precious materials for you to plunder.” John adds. “Oh but the treasure we seek is not something we pocket. It is something we need to see!” the man yells and there is another arrow that flies thru. It almost hits Ingrid but William manages to catch it before it hits her.