Fen glanced at the grand main city building, with a platform that boasted an open-air swimming pool on top of the building, just below the main tower. The white spire was quite spectacular.
What secret could there be that even those peddling broken shoes had come?
Twenty minutes later.
There were too many rooms inside the main city building, of various uses: tea rooms, wine cell rooms, ballrooms, parlors for chess and cards, reception lounges, banquet halls, training rooms for cultivating one's temperament, kitchens, and servant bedrooms, as well as places like storerooms.
More complex than a maze, one couldn't figure it out without living there for ten days to half a month.
In one of the wine rooms of the city building.
