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Chapter Thirteen: Shadow Pendant (37)

"It doesn't matter whether there is a future or not, Palos, what we belong to is [now]" Tang Zixu obviously did not approve of Palos' special "optimism".

"These old magic objects are lost, now, Palos."

Tang Zixu paralyzed her hands and looked helplessly as Palos walked out of the underground genuine storage room.

And Paros was stepping over the steps, placing his hands on the origins of the special cuts, looking back and smiling with a very strange expression. His golden hair was half golden and half white under the illumination of the destroyed luminous crystal, looking half cold.

Half hot.

"I have found them once, Miss Tang Zixu."

Pylos walked into the corridor and handed the list to the guarding soldiers.

"The future is bright, and I am happy to change the present."

After he finished speaking, Tang Zixu frowned and followed him, but did not speak. The guarding soldiers saw that Tang Zixu and Pailos had not spoken any more, so they bowed solemnly.

He put the list away and solemnly waved his hand to clear the way up the museum.

"General Kraft and Her Majesty the Queen have invited me to meet you. Please follow me there."

After saying that, he walked in front. He was short and dark-skinned. He was obviously a country boy. After the "Chasing the Dragon and Chasing the Tiger Incident" broke out, the Chasing Dragon Sect won a tragic victory, and many who followed the Chasing Dragon Sect

Small families and common people have been given promotion opportunities, and farmers in the countryside can also pass official assessments to join the Flying Eagles.

And this one is one of them.

After passing through the huge museum corridor, proceeding up the stairs, and moving forward along the flashing magic lines on the wall, a light door suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The guard stood aside while Pailos and Tang Zixu behind him quickly passed through the light door.

Behind the light door is the magnificent Royal Museum - the broken stone pillars, the fakes on display are motionless, showing their minuscule flaws, the destroyed magic defense system is in dilapidated condition, the art scrolls and scrolls displayed under the dome of the Royal Museum are

The fake artifacts are still gorgeous, and the empty Royal Museum, decorated with white walls and gold rims, looks like a treasure of uncanny craftsmanship.

This place is huge, and the history of the entire country also carries the weight of falsehood - the power of the "Speech Spirit" possessed by real treasures is unstoppable. It is too easy for people who can use magic to steal collections protected only by glass containers.

There are almost all master-level fakes here, and the greatest respect for them is to remain unscathed.

Or maybe no one knows where the genuine items are stored.

This is the biggest doubt. A large number of genuine treasures are protected by a teleportation circle somewhere that only a few people know. This light door leads to this place. However, if there is any premeditation, it must be the work of an "insider".

Therefore, this matter is very serious, not only because the real treasures were stolen, but also because of the [internal doubts] behind this matter. It is also a critical moment of the war, and no one is willing to make even a single mistake.

Important things and urgent things overlapped, which put a lot of pressure on people. Obviously, Palos' optimism was not so friendly in front of Tang Zixu.

And Paros made an excuse about the "granddaughter" she had never heard of, which made her confused and had no choice but to give up.

Tang Zixu walked beside those sparkling fakes and looked at the collections called national treasures seriously. In the eyes of Rasta people, a country's technological innovation is the most important treasure. Those who created subjectively

The beauty of art is almost meaningless. Even in the most peaceful eras, technological innovation is always the top priority.

Paros rarely had contact with Tang Zixu. As a "mud-legged man" who often spent time in libraries and ancient tombs, he looked at every fake with a calm eye, even though most of the originals no longer existed.

He often comes here to donate treasures excavated from ancient tombs, and he is quite familiar with this place. Those "guys" who are missing from his list may only have such fakes in their lives, and they will inevitably feel a little disappointed.

He once jokingly said that he could keep looking and looking for the treasures left by history and never tire of it.

But when they were stolen again, thinking that they would never be recovered, my mind went blank and I didn’t know what to say. I could only walk past the fakes without blinking.

After experiencing a real war, he is no longer young.

The wars in his memory were always in history, documents in ancient tombs, or too tragic deaths, which were only described in words.

But now, after he had experienced the Great Purge, the Tiger Chasing Sect, and nearly a month of war, he found that he was no longer empathetically moved when he read the description in the text, but instead felt cold and numb in the face of blood.

Theft is nothing compared to war and political struggle.

But he couldn't solve anything.

"You are very confused. You were talking about the future just now."

Tang Zixu looked at Palos's back casually. He seemed to be walking around.

"Now I have to go see General Kraft and Her Majesty the Queen, Pyros."

"I know Kraft and Elizabeth are waiting for us. Right now."

Paros nodded, feeling a little more energetic.

"Is it serious? Palos? Has a powerful treasure been stolen?"

Tang Zixu has no interest in magic. What could be missing that would make Pylos lose his mind?

It seems, sad?

The treasures of the Royal Museum have been stolen. Why would Pylos hurt himself as an individual?

Tang Zixu didn't understand, nor did she understand. She could only emphasize that they were going to see the general and the queen now to cheer up Pyros so that he would not lose his dignity as a knight.

"a lot of……"

Paros was a little surprised that Tang Zixu would ask this.

"But... I don't know if it's powerful or not. Not all treasures are [Word Spirit] treasures. They have to be classified into levels... Maybe it depends on each person's needs."

When Palos became serious, Tang Zixu seemed to have lost interest in the treasure and said something casually, but Palos didn't hear it clearly.

He asked again, but she didn't answer.

Paros felt that Tang Zixu was even more inexplicable than Tang Zilong, and he didn't quite understand it for a moment. The soldiers behind him also followed him, and he quickened his pace again.

However, Tang Zilong stood with Skarner not far away, and they exchanged a few rare words - Tang Zilong kept laughing at Skarner for not accepting the invitation, and was forced to wait at the door. He was proud of

Smiling from ear to ear.

Seeing Palos appear, he kept waving and talking about here and here. Then when he saw his sister behind Palos, he immediately stopped waving and lowered his face, like an emotionless machine.
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