El Tresor del Vell Cavaller

In a quiet September night of 1828, the respectable bookseller Furbach awakens to the soft tread of a stranger in his attic. The intruder, Nicklausse—a nervous, superstitious youth from Pitcherland—carries a bronze crucifix he kisses day and night, and his presence is accompanied by inexplicable sighs and the creak of hidden doors. Their brief, uneasy exchange hints at a life steeped in old customs, while the dim glow of the chapel bells filters through the city’s cobblestones.

The next morning, Nicklausse arrives with a startling tale: a vivid dream of a buried treasure beneath an ancient castle, guarded by a solemn knight whose hands are clasped in prayer. He shows Furbach a twelfth‑century relic that mirrors the figure from his vision, igniting the bookseller’s curiosity despite his seasoned skepticism. Together they contemplate a journey that may lead them beyond the familiar streets of Munic into forgotten ruins, guided only by moonlit whispers and a promise of hidden riches.