Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic
Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance... "Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?" Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.
Chapter 395: Maze Lock - Barren Wilderness
"Did you agree to her request?"
The afternoon tea included black tea in a silver teapot, delicately baked cream-filled cookies on a porcelain plate, and shrimp pancakes sprinkled with white icing sugar. The noble ladies paid great attention to the contents of the afternoon tea, and top-tier nobility like Lecia naturally had this custom.
The sugar-coated pancakes were a local delicacy of Coldwater Port. Shard thought that Mia would like them.
"Agree? Of course, I couldn't just agree outright; I have to consider what exactly the Aphrola Family is planning to do and whether it might be detrimental to the Kingdom."
The Princess, holding her teacup, said and glanced at Shard, who was examining the sweets, then added quietly:
"Moreover, her offer was not generous enough. I want thirty percent of the shares in Coldwater Port Shipyard, and she actually laughed, saying I was a greedy woman."
"Cough cough..."