Eight hours later, Napoleon found himself seated in Ciela's office, a rather tense atmosphere enveloping the room. Across the desk, he perused one of the reports detailing their ambitious railroad enterprise. The words on the page danced before his eyes, painting a vivid picture of progress and connectivity.
"Hmm," he pondered aloud, his voice resonating with a mix of curiosity and intrigue. "So, if I understand correctly, our latest endeavor involves connecting Versailles to Bordeaux? A rather ambitious project, wouldn't you say?"
