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

Shard's suggestion resonated with Miss Luisa, as she thoughtfully wrapped her robe around herself:


"I think I can find the general location where he climbed ashore... Well then, detective, I'll trouble you for half an hour of your time. I'm quite cold too, and if we can't find him in half an hour, we'll leave. However, his injuries are much more severe than mine, and finding him could save us a lot of trouble."


The two looked out at the pitch-dark riverbank, and somehow, the night felt exceptionally tranquil.


The Terael River, a part of the complex water system that runs through Tobesk, has a relatively high flow rate. During the flood season, it serves as an important inland waterway from the western to the northeastern parts of the Kingdom.


Even in the urban sections of the river, the underwater currents are remarkably strong; unless one has special abilities, is an excellent swimmer, or clings to a floating object, no one can swim in the river for long.


Chapter 134: The Out-of-Control Merman