The only truth in this world is power! Am I right? 】

【α，Z，175？ 】

"What is the most important thing in this world? Tang Zilong? ”

Pelos threw his notebook on Tang Zilong's body, Tang Zilong lay on the sofa, took his eyes off the news report of the magic station, and looked at Pelos with a little doubt, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and in the clear lenses, Skarna was leaning against the white wall and closing his eyes to recuperate.

At 202 Charles Street, the Magic Station is broadcasting the "big events" that happened today in a serious voice.

[The Royal Museum of Arlan has been stolen, and many treasures have been stolen!] 】

"It's a legacy!"

Pelos glanced at the magic table with some displeasure, and took a sip of coffee in anger and helplessness.

"This time the matter is very serious, the Explorers Guild has communicated with me, and many of the treasures I donated have been stolen, including those donated by other colleagues, whether they are sold, all of them have been horribly stolen."

He pressed the front of his left fingers against the couch, held his coffee in his right hand, and motioned for everyone to look at the magic table, even though it was only Tang Zilong, Skarna, and himself.

"The fakes on display and the authentic ones hidden in the magic circle were all snatched by the group of robbers who didn't know where they came from. Apart from...... Some works of art that do not have use value. ”

Tang Zilong opened Pelos's diary, which was densely painted with the treasure patterns depicted by Pelos, profiled, described, and used.

He disdained such old things, but in the world of magic, treasures with mysterious "spirits" can cause immeasurable disasters if used incorrectly.

"If nothing else, the whole world will be in chaos again."

Tang Zilong gently closed the notes and put them aside.

"So, having said that, I don't really understand why you should believe so much that magic can protect something, and no one can say for sure that there is such a thing as magic level."

He looked at Pelos, who was dressed neatly today, in a suit and leather shoes, and his slender figure made his blonde hair even more dazzling.

Pylos's slender hand moved away from the couch and into the pocket of his black trousers, which folded straight down at the knee until the shiny leather shoe pressed against the leg.

Pelos was dressed too formally, so that Tang Zilong, who had been wearing a white coat, felt uncomfortable, because Pelos had always been disgraced, either crawling out of the cemetery or rolling in the swamp.

"Where are you going?"

"Go see Craft, he's supposed to be in the museum by now, and I need to go to the site to check what I'm missing."

Pylos drank his coffee, thinking that he must be ready for a long fight.

It's right to think about it this way, this guy is one of the top archaeologists in the principality, and with him present, it is estimated that Kaft will feel much more at ease.

"Are you going?"

Pylos put the coffee on the table, put on his pocket watch, and buttoned him up in the upper collar pocket of his suit.

He looked at Tang Zilong, he didn't think that Tang Zilong would be interested in his "work", but he still asked him, because Tang Zilong couldn't go anywhere now.

The Downton Tech Building is in Rastar, and Rastal has been unconditionally cordoned off, and everyone has been restricted from entering, including Tang Zilong, who originally belonged there.

It has been half a month since the empire started a war with the principality, and in this half month, the empire's small-scale attack was fierce, and there was no large-scale general attack.

Although the focus is still on how long the war lasts, the museum theft is like a "house thief" taking advantage of it, so the various departments of the Principality take it very seriously.

Inviting Pylos is normal.

But Tang Zilong was not invited.

"What am I going to do?" Tang Zilong snorted twice.

"To be reasonable, I used to complain about magic, and I couldn't stand watching others staring at old antiques and guessing. It's going to be sleepy, so it's better to sleep at home. ”

After Tang Zilong finished speaking, he lay on his side on the sofa, with one hand on the top of the sofa, like a beautiful woman about to fall asleep, lying there, and the magic table resumed the report on the war.

"However, I have heard that this time is obviously different, they used very different weapons to destroy the magic circle that guards the treasure."

Pelos slung his kit over his shoulders, his black straps straightened, his suit crumpled down, and his eyes on the magic table.

[The cause of the forest fire is still under investigation, how long will the war last?!] 】

"For example, the technology of the future."

Pelos said something very bluffing,

In the Principality, although magic has the upper hand, the branch [mechanical technology] created according to the science of magic is also developing at the same time, and Downton Technology is the top technology development company that integrates all the cutting-edge technology in the principality.

It is the Ranger Iron Horse, which has not yet been mass-produced, and the laser rifle cannon, which only the Supreme Military Commander has.

And one of the co-creators of the Ranger Iron Cavalry and the Laser Tag Cannon is Tang Zilong. According to inside sources, if the empire does not end within a month, General Kraft will assign secretly trained duchy marksmen to fight with the latest laser guns.

Future technology, which made Tang Zilong sit up with a sigh, he looked back at Pelos violently, and Pelos seemed to know that he would definitely smile like this.

"What? Suddenly interested in magic? ”

After Pelos finished speaking, he straightened his suit, and the white shirt pressed his beautiful chin against him, and he moved it a little, revealing his white collarbone.

"I'm not going to say no to magic, it's true."

Tang Zilong stood up and shook his white coat.

His hand ran over his black hair, and it only took a second to smooth from the back to the sloppy and messy hairstyle, and he snorted handsomely, and looked at Pelos suspiciously.

"Don't lie to me! Pelos, do you know what the future of technology looks like? ”

"I don't really understand."

Pelos patted Skarna's arm lightly, turned and opened the door, the apple tree in front of the door was blown by the wind, like a natural doorbell.

"But, that's not magic, and if you think about it that way, I'm sure you'll want to check it out, and your sister is there."

Pyros said Tang Zilong's sister's name, and he said it loudly.

"Tang Zixu."

Tang Zilong instantly became serious again.

"Isn't she supposed to be in Rastar?"

"Kaft invited her."

"Kraft didn't invite me!"

Tang Zilong put his hand in his pocket in shock.

"He commissioned me to invite you."

Pelos walked straight down the street, Skarna following him, and Tang Zilong closed the door suspiciously.

"Really? I don't believe ......"

Pelos looked back at him helplessly, turned around, and put his hand in his pocket.

The wind blew him cold.

This winter, it was colder than expected.

Gently sighing, he said.

"You just have to believe it."