Chapter 986

Finally, after three grueling hours of digging, sweat pouring down his face, Wyatt unearthed something wrapped in tinfoil. Excited, he pulled it out—a metal box, locked and exactly as Liam had described. Wyatt fished out the key Liam had given him, inserted it into the lock, and with a gentle twist, the lock clicked open. Inside, an ancient map emanated a sense of history that came into Wyatt's view. "Got it!" Wyatt's face lit up with joy. The map, likely worn by age, had begun to decay. Yet, it seemed to have been treated with some special method. The details were still faintly visible despite its deterioration. Though it was made of parchment, it was clearly treated differently from the material used for the Esternsea treasure map, which was of superior quality. Wyatt carefully studied the map. It depicted a mountain range with some small annotations, but they were written in a language he didn't recognize. "It doesn't matter what it says. I'll ask Liam when I get back. The pr