Frost Rose, District 1, formerly the Kingdom of Lurna, the Clock Tower Capital of Mozwa.

Chimneys in the suburbs belched thick plumes of black smoke. Neat rows of factories dotted the riverbanks. Tall ships slowly sailed across the river, leaving long wakes. These ships sailed inland from the distant estuary, unloading a variety of heavy cargoes: some black coal, others weighty metals.

These items were brought in from all over the place and gathered here, where they would be processed into various alchemical products and then sold to various places. These included weapons, cannons, clocks, telescopes, metal parts, and so on. The huge profits generated from this made the alchemists of Lurna extremely wealthy.

The streets in the city are very spacious, and the brass street lamps are exquisitely shaped, but unfortunately some corners are covered with a layer of light rust.

After the rain, the road surface was slightly wet, and as carriages sped by, splashes of water were created. Some of these carriages were pulled by horses, while others were powered by machinery. Perhaps they shouldn't be called carriages; magic locomotives would be more appropriate.

As a magic motorcycle stopped, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler got out first, then opened the door and helped a girl in a blue dress get out gently.

High heels tapped against the wet floor, creating a gentle splash. The blonde girl in a blue dress looked up at the towering building before her, its spire reaching skyward. Four massive stone pillars stood before the main entrance. People in formal attire were constantly entering and exiting the gate, and the sound of various conversations could be heard from within.

"Is this the Aoni Chamber of Commerce branch?" The girl walked ahead, her skirt lifted, with several black-clad bodyguards walking behind her. Looking at the exquisite patterns on the mechanical swords in the bodyguards' hands, one could tell that these were finely enchanted alchemical creations.

"Yes, miss."

The butler led the way and introduced the background of the Aoni Chamber of Commerce.

"The Aoni Chamber of Commerce mainly deals in books and papermaking, but also engages in opera and performance."

"It is said that in recent years, the sales of his own books have increased significantly because he has trained a group of famous singers to perform operas and poems." The butler continued.

"Then their products should be very popular with those nobles and wealthy ladies. Why not set up headquarters here? Mozwa is probably one of the top three wealthy people in the seven countries of Xuehua. Besides, compared to the profit-seeking Yubere merchants, our country's alchemists and scholars are more interested in literature and drama, so we have more customers."

"Well, it's said that most of their paper mills were located in Wilga because they were close to forests and some raw material production areas, which was more convenient. Later, when Wilga split, they were also divided into the western part, and only part of their industry was transferred here."

"New Verga..." The blonde lady thought for a moment, then walked into the hall and looked at the rows of windows and the long queues.

"There are quite a few people here. Have you made an appointment in advance?"

"The appointment is ready. Miss, please follow me. The person in charge of the Aoni branch is on the third floor." The butler walked in front and then asked an attendant behind him to contact the waiter in the Chamber of Commerce first.

Soon after, several people in neat uniforms came forward to greet them.

"Welcome to the eldest daughter of the Fililan family. Please follow us." A long red carpet was lowered, and then people stood on both sides and bowed in salute.

Looking at the grand scene in the hall, some people nearby began to talk.

"Who is that lady who made the Aoni Chamber of Commerce so welcoming?"

"I don't know, but judging by her appearance and the bodyguards around her, she must be from a wealthy family."

"I've never seen her, but she is so beautiful," a guest exclaimed.

"Alright, alright, it's just the same few words. You're a literature lover after all, don't you know any other adjectives?"

"Isn't this just a casual remark? It's better to keep things simple in life. By the way, does anyone know that lady? I want to know her name."

"But I don't know either."

"I don't know."

After a long moment, a voice came from the corner: "That's the leader of the Hour Hand faction, the eldest daughter of the Fililan family, Letis."

As the words fell, the blonde girl disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

As the former capital of Lurna, Mozwa is known as the City of Clock Towers. This is because in the early years, clocks were sophisticated creations that only a small number of alchemists could manufacture. Therefore, they were in short supply among the nobles and wealthy, and their value was extremely high.

Most alchemists are also proud of their ability to make accurate clocks. As the capital, Mozwa gathers many well-known alchemists in the country and many factions. Most of them will build a large clock tower on the faction's building to show off their excellent technology and also serve as advertising.

In this way, more and more clock towers were built in Mozwane, and it was eventually named the Clock Tower City.

Hundreds of years later, the number of alchemists in Lurna multiplied. While sophisticated clocks gradually became less rare, these clock towers remained. Even today, some alchemical factions retain their original names, such as the Hour Hand. Originally founded as a clockmaker, it remains one of the six most powerful factions in the country, and as a descendant of its leader, Lettice naturally wields considerable power.

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Aoni Chapter, third floor.

"So, Miss Lettice wants to publish her own publication?"

A middle-aged man in a white shirt and a neat vest sat on the sofa, looking at the blonde lady opposite him and asked carefully.

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