
Two Cities: Sons of Zaun
by White Horse Looks Like A Horse But Not A Horse
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The door to the research room located in a remote corner of the college was pushed open, and Marcos, the police chief of Piltover, stepped in. This humble research laboratory belongs to a Zaunite, a great inventor who has become famous in recent years. His appearance is as glamorous as that of Jess Tallis in his prime. And Marcos knew the other side of him. "I heard Councilman Jess got you into trouble." At this time, this well-known inventor was bare-chested, hammering away at something. The bluebird tattoo on his back seemed to be moving with the contraction of his muscles, as if he was about to spread his wings and fly. "Yes, Mr. Kristol, he ordered me to investigate all suspicious transactions, and..." "So what are you doing here? Looking for me to support you?" "No... It's just Zu An's side..." \
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