Zola slowly raised his head, his gaze lingering between Lia's face and the pistol in his hand.

The gun barrel appears to be made of a special material, with strange and delicate red patterns engraved on it, winding like blood vessels.

On the handle, a deep black rose is engraved on the matte finish, revealing a touch of mystery and nobility.

Her mind went blank for a moment, her eyes filled with disbelief.

What exactly is this tiny thing? Is it magic?

She hadn't even seen it clearly; in a mere instant, the wall collapsed under her blow.

Feeling the slight recoil from his arm, Zola was still in a daze.

Viktor's fiancée just said this thing is called a "gun"?

She really couldn't understand why this thing was called a gun.

Just then, Lia pointed to the little trinket in her hand and explained with a gentle smile.

"What you have in your hand, as I understand it, should be called a magic engine assembly-driven launcher."

Simply put, the black bullets are loaded into this launcher called a pistol.

It is propelled out by the stored natural magic power.

The force it generates is enough to blow up a wall.

"This is the first generation of products produced by our family."

This is after the firearm was acquired from the Raiser family. It underwent a series of assembly and modifications.

Ultimately, it became a product of the Clevner family.

First generation?

Upon hearing Lia's words, Zola's body trembled involuntarily.

She immediately realized the value of it.

Because she noticed what Lia said.

It is not some magical artifact, nor is it some weapon that is difficult to make.

This is a "product".

If it's a product, then it has the potential to be mass-produced.

This small weapon is undeniably powerful.

And it is very suitable for chambers of commerce.

Putting everything else aside, there are actually many important figures in the Cassidra Chamber of Commerce, but they are all ordinary people.

Perhaps it was because their talent for making money clashed with their talent for fighting.

Or perhaps it was a curse from God when He left.

In short, many of the wealthy members of the Cassidra Chamber of Commerce do not possess any real power.

Therefore, these wealthy people need to spend more money to hire strong individuals as their bodyguards to ensure their personal safety.

That was the original intention of the Chamber of Commerce.

Why should Victor join the Cassidra Merchant Guild?

As things stand, the power Victor has demonstrated is absolutely world-class.

If such a mage were to join the Cassidra Merchant Guild, even if only nominally, it would deter the Cassidra Merchant Guild's enemies.

Moreover, the Cassidra Chamber of Commerce has never forgotten this from beginning to end.

The threat from God back then made everyone realize that it wasn't just a simple joke.

To fight against the gods, one must have power.

And right now, the person with the best chance of standing up against the gods.

They could only place their hopes on Viktor.

At the same time, Zola came to his senses.

As Leah said, a transaction is essentially a mutually beneficial one.

If Victor, or even the entire Clementa family, wants to join the Cassidra Merchant Guild, the guild must offer corresponding rewards.

Similarly, what is the value of the Clevina family, and what can they bring to the Chamber of Commerce?

It was obviously the weapon in her hand, called a "pistol".

A small weapon for self-defense.

It's simple to use, but its power is anything but simple.

Moreover, when caught off guard, no one will defend against this weapon.

It works very well.

This is a unique bargaining chip in the hands of the Clevner family.

However, after Leah revealed this bargaining chip, the Chamber of Commerce almost had to consider including the Clavner family in its ranks.

Therefore, what they need to pay is probably more than they originally expected.

Zola narrowed his eyes slightly, asking with a mixture of curiosity and probing:

"Miss Lia, can this weapon really meet the standards for mass production?"

Lia smiled gently, crossed her legs, placed one hand lightly in front of her abdomen, and gracefully held up the teacup with the other, slowly taking a sip.

When Zola raised this question, it meant that her negotiations with the Chamber of Commerce were gradually moving in a favorable direction.

“Miss Zola, although we would also like to tell you that this weapon can be mass-produced, but…”

She smiled, feigning helplessness.

"Due to issues with materials and engineers, our production capacity is insufficient."

"We can only make a few dozen each day."

Dozens of them is already a lot.

However, if this weapon were actually to be sold as a commodity...

Lia seemed to see through Zola's thoughts and said calmly:

"I'm sorry, Miss Zola. I understand your feelings."

"But even if we can produce it in large quantities, we don't plan to sell it to other companies."

Zola was slightly taken aback. Before she could even begin to consider the pros and cons, Lia continued:

"You should know that the man in our family is a member of the Mage Council."

The Council of Mages has always been known for its extremely high standards of justice and morality.

Don't forget, even the Goddess of Justice manifested herself in the city of mages.

Zola pondered for a moment, understanding somewhat, but not fully grasping Lia's meaning.

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