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

Miss Beyas, although young, really had an unusually keen intuition, which could also be considered a kind of talent.


Before leaving No. 6, Saint Delan Square, Miss Beyas thought she had been cooling herself off at Shard's place today, so she wanted to give something in return. Shard initially thought she was joking, but she was serious:


The female sorcerer, with her brown long hair, took a small pure gold sun-patterned brooch from her brown checkered lady's handbag, on which was the holy emblem of the Lantern Bearer.


Shard initially thought it was some kind of decorative item, but upon touching it, he immediately got a prompt:


"Detective, can you actually sense that this is no ordinary item? That's quite impressive…"


As their work had ended, Miss Beyas was sitting on the sofa talking to Shard, with a somewhat proud tone, she introduced:


Chapter 178 Disposable Sunlight Gun