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

Today's luck was quite good, and when one person and one cat arrived at the Prophet's Society, Miss Annette was there. They met inside the private divination room on the second floor of the Society.


This room didn't need to worry about eavesdropping, after all, the contents of the divination usually involved privacy, so the soundproofing was excellent.


"Detective, I don't think you came to find me specifically to divine 'when your pet cat will be able to return to its owner's side', that's too simple."


Luviya Annette, even when in the Society, wore her own clothing. The only difference was a dangling Ouroboros symbol on her chest to signify her identity. As for the cat-related divination content, it was something Shard had casually thought of on the way there.


Mia laid on Shard's knees, her eyes wide as she observed the unfamiliar room. This cat preferred being indoors rather than outdoors.


Chapter 196 Kiss of the Tree