Capítulo 87: Chapter 86: Who is the Friend? (Extra for September's Patron)

The carriage jostled for quite a while, finally coming to a stop after entering a large workshop in Saint Antoine Town.

Count Mirabeau stepped out and immediately smelled a pungent chemical odor.

He looked up and saw in the distance a row of "cooking pots" bigger than millstones, emitting yellow-white fumes that enshrouded half of the workshop.

In front of the shed was a huge square pool with several sticks hanging above it, and it seemed there were also wooden slats crisscrossing between them.

More than a dozen workers, their arms swollen from the chemicals, were working together to lift something out of the pool and carefully placed it atop a wooden rack that stood taller than a person, before returning to the pool to start stirring again.

Mirabeau held his nose and frowned, thinking, what was the Crown Prince thinking? To arrange a meeting in a paper mill...