Salty Fish Pilot

Arriving in a new world where the steam industry was booming, he inherited a three-story apartment on the capital's royal square, took in someone else's cat, and listened to the whispers at his ear, ready to witness this mysterious and bizarre era.
The epic of the Sixth Era was about to commence, and behind the curtain, The Chosen One was destined to step into legend. Old Gods, Relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient secrets, the Era's brilliance...
"Would you like to play a round of Roder Cards?"
Time engraved the hours, as Silvermoon illuminated the shadows. I compose your legend, you whisper your verses to me.

Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

While waiting, Shard found an empty single-seater sofa to sit down, with a group of men who seemed to have just met each other by his side, gathering together over current political issues.


Shard also listened in and discovered that they were discussing the possibility of a full-scale war breaking out again between the Northern Kingdom of Draleon and the United Kingdom of Carsonrick in the south.


However, it wasn't long before the topic shifted to maritime trade and piracy between the Old Continent and the New World. One of the men involved in the conversation, a middle-aged, overweight man who seemed to be a manager at a trading company, was very familiar with the situation in the New World. He believed that as long as adventurers had the courage to sail there, they could always win wealth.


Chapter 55 Beginner's Luck