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[Capital of the Principality·Flandre Royal Academy]

"Tang Zilong! You bastard! You're here to get my gold rubbing again! Do you believe I turned you into a pig?" A brown-haired woman opened the door and yelled loudly at the door.

She shook her brown mage robe angrily, smashed the door key on the table angrily, and pulled out her staff.

"Eh...Marlena, I don't agree with just one word you said..." A black-haired man in a white coat pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses. He was sitting next to a blond man, as if he was reading some book.

: "Not to mention that this time either I want to use it, or I want gold rubbing, I am borrowing it from you. It's too overbearing to say that I don't like it."

"Put me down! Are you an alchemist? Do you know how I got this pile of rubbings? Do you know how hard it is?" Marlena's pointed nose wanted to be furious, and her mouth was filled with anger.

It's a little too big, but when she gets angry, it makes her mouth look strangely sexy.

Tang Zilong adjusted his glasses and gently turned a page of the book in his hand: "It will always be paid back... When I make the first spiritual firearm, I won't need to do experiments with metal extensions.

I will concentrate on helping you with your alchemy skills and specialize in making rubbings for you."

"Come on, your pile of scrap metal, even if you can really make a musket, it is definitely a waste that can only hit ordinary people, and it is absolutely impossible to use it in actual combat..." Marlena seemed to say something.

As if taking a poisonous oath, he continued to belittle Tang Zilong. This was not only because Tang Zilong's technology and alchemy had been incompatible since ancient times, but because Tang Zilong was so hateful that he had taken rubbings from his own laboratory several times.

And he behaved like a normal person.

"You're wrong again... I don't think you can do anything with your alchemy in this life. You might as well let me use such precious materials to increase its value again. Bang! One shot! That's it.

You can beat those magicians to the ground, and ordinary people can beat them to a pulp and make them tremble with fear!" Tang Zilong followed the example and used the pen as a gun, and then moved his arm back with strength.

The more this happened, the more angry Marlena didn't know how to vent her anger. She clutched her wand tightly, her teeth itching with hatred.

"Pylos! Look at him!" Marlena pointed at Tang Zilong and lost her temper, but she did look at Pylos. Pylos stopped what he was doing, put a few small parts on the ground, and sighed.

: "Hey, Marlena, please stop arguing with Tang Zilong. How did he say anything... It's over. My reloading ideas are completely messed up now."

Marlena looked at a half-sized object in Palos's hand, which was the metal limbs of an animal, more like a puppy.

"Is it Palos who wants to expand gold?"

"Uh-huh..." Tang Zilong pointed at the text on the book with his index finger, and left his hand free to record something in the notebook.

"Why do you want gold metalworking?" Marlena came over and stood next to the two of them, staring at the tiny fragments.

Look carefully at these small objects, small blue lines flicker on them.

"you made it yourself?"

Before she could answer the first question, Marlena asked with some anticipation, and she also put down her staff on the table very seriously. The long table was covered with white cloth, and there were all kinds of strange "people" visiting on it.

thing".

"Of course not." Tang Zilong replied very rudely, even though he didn't need to answer.

"I didn't ask you." Marlena gently reached out and punched Tang Zilong through Palos.

"Tch..." Tang Zilong turned around knowingly.

"Well... how should I put it... Tang Zilong made it for me. He did it and I filled it." Pylos supported his arms and patted his head, as if he felt stupid, looking at this small little man with some pain.

of parts, comparing the shapes on the tiny limbs, trying to put the parts together.

"You just want Tang Zilong to do it for you, why do you have to bother yourself like this?" Marlena also pulled out a part and looked at the node patterns on it carefully: "He's not the best at these things.

Small parts?"

"I've already done it! He's an idiot and demolished it, didn't you see?" Tang Zilong seemed to have been choked by what Marlena just said, and now he spoke in a high-pitched voice.

"Don't talk, I'm still annoyed..." Marlena said angrily.

Tang Zilong continued to read angrily, silently.

"I don't think I'm considerate enough... If Tang Zilong made it for me, I definitely wouldn't tear it apart. The problem is, I want to give it away..." Paros scratched his head, then bit his tongue and started again

I tried very hard to stuff the parts into this little thing's belly.

"This is...a dog?"

"Well... I haven't put on my head yet..."

"Okay..." Marlena stood up, picked up a green glass bottle on the table and looked at it.

"Who is it for? Flandre?" Marlena looked at the bottle, turned it with one hand, and looked at the clean green liquid inside. After confirming that there were no bubbles, she put it down and put it back on the shelf.

"Hmm... It can't be counted. There is no trace yet..." Palos opened one eye carefully and watched the nodes of the parts come into contact, and then the blue light turned to white light, which represented

The two parts do not fit well and are blocked.

"That means, if you are so sincere, she won't care if you give it to her badly... as a birthday gift?" Marlena picked up another blue glass bottle and rotated it to observe, her eyes were also brown.

, she wears almost all brown accessories, and her skin tone is also a little dark.

"That's not okay... it's a birthday gift after all... Flandre's birthday comes every four years, and I don't want to miss it... and I have to prepare well." Palos pursed his lips and licked his lips.

"Brother...there's still one year left!" Tang Zilong interrupted, feeling that Palos's behavior was extremely stupid.

"How many years have you cared about him? Tang Zilong, are you serious about that spiritual power gun you mentioned?" Marlena suddenly frowned and looked at Tang Zilong who looked at Palos with some disgust. Tang Zilong listened to this

After saying this, he also looked at Marlena seriously and frowned.

It's like he doesn't understand what she means.

"What? Are you interested in my mechanical dynamics? Get rid of it! Alchemists will never learn mechanical dynamics, okay..." Tang Zilong waved his hand, put the book on the table, crossed his arms and said: "

You alchemists are so careless... you are just wasting materials."

"I don't know how to learn alchemy! Really!" Marlena stared at Tang Zilong with disdain.

"I'm serious...did you really apply your spiritual power to the musket?" Marlena blinked at Tang Zilong seriously and doubtfully.

There were cicadas in her eyes, which looked like she had insomnia.

"Of course that is, but it is still unstable and the spiritual power transmission bearing inside needs to be tested repeatedly." Tang Zilong pushed up his glasses.

"Ordinary muskets are a enough threat to ordinary people, that is, to people without spiritual power like Paros, but because the crisis is too small, even only ordinary gunpowder is used for well-trained people.

The cultivators have no effect. They can use enough strength and speed to cut the people who use muskets into pieces, so the development of muskets has stagnated without using them at all. It's not that it's stagnant, it's just that they can't use it anymore. After all,

Everyone has gone to learn magic and spiritual power. Now I am proposing it again because I want to make a weapon that ordinary people can use to fight practitioners head-on. I will definitely go all out."

Tang Zilong shook his head seriously, stopped here, and sighed helplessly: "If I tell you, you won't understand, so just don't tell me."

It was as if he had foreseen the future and could talk about it all day long.

However, he suddenly felt that it was boring to talk to Marlena who knew magic. He picked up the book and wrote down a bunch of things again.

"I don't think Palos is an ordinary person...Why did he say something about the Felix family..." Marlena put down all the things and tidied the things on the table.

"What a waste..." Tang Zilong rubbed his nose in a low voice.

Paros hesitated for a moment, shook his head and continued to assemble these things of his own.

"How should I put it... There is a reason for the decline of muskets... Let's not say that magicians disdain to use such low-end things. The point is, who still uses muskets nowadays... Even if they want to use them, they can't find them at all.

The place where muskets are produced..." Marlena looked at the reagent in her hand and tightened the cork.

She glanced at the ceiling, where there was a huge magic chandelier, square in shape, lighting up everything in the entire laboratory.

"Of course, if you succeed, I don't think it is an unimaginable thing. In recent years, the magic world has been in a state of flux, and there have been people who openly refuse to treat ordinary people and magicians the same. You will be a producer again

Isn't this kind of firearm used to deal with magic just hit the muzzle of someone else's gun? If you don't keep it all right, it will play into someone else's hands and they will make fun of you."

"Am I afraid of this?"

Tang Zilong understood what Malena meant.

"My father started his career by making arc light projectiles for the principality... Am I afraid of those ants hiding in the dark? It's just that their magicians are too arrogant and always feel that they are superior to others, so I am planning to do this! What if?

Their magic association is really messing around openly and making trouble for ordinary people, so I will distribute those weapons that failed the test, who cares, don’t we just die together?”

"Where are you talking about..." Paros patted his head and looked at the white barrier lines with a headache: "Tang Zilong, don't forget... you are also an ordinary person... commonly known as trash~"

"Uh-huh~" Tang Zilong shrugged: "Don't tell me, I have a very powerful thing that I want you to test. I'm going to get it now." Tang Zilong stood up with a cry and ran out.

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Paros didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd.

Watching him leave, I could only do my own thing silently.

"To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about his idea. Even if he really does it, will ordinary people really be able to control it when they get that kind of super powerful weapon? Let's not talk about the problem of chaos in the world.

The contradiction between this kind of weapon and magic alone is enough to make the already troubled peace even more tense..."

"War can only solve part of the problem, but without war, it may not be able to solve even a single problem." Palos said this in a confused way: "Conflicts will not disappear on their own, unless the party that raised the contradiction becomes weaker.

, or even disappear.”

"Palos, what you said is wrong." Marlena touched her hand, preparing to touch an ice-blue reagent, and the cold air hovered over the reagent.

"What's wrong? I studied history... This is historical experience... Besides, the war has only been in the past for a long time... Giorgos, Tamoka, and Eastern Starry Sky Island are all almost gone, aren't they?"

Although Paros said this, he still hesitated.

"That's beyond our control... So, there's nothing to say about the whole thing... But war is definitely not a good thing. I still hope it won't happen again... Whether it's the conflict between ordinary people and magic, or the conflict between the empire and the principality.
To be continued...