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

He swept both the coins and banknotes under the counter, and the bartender glanced around nonchalantly. Seeing that no one was paying attention to the area, he then opened the bar's hinged flap to let the two in. Subsequently, he pushed open a back door, almost blended into the wall, and handed them each a mask as they prepared to enter:


"You know the rules here, watch out for your new companion."


Behind the wall was also a tavern, almost identical to the outside in terms of decor and furnishings, except for the lack of conspicuous doors and windows and a somewhat smaller space with fewer patrons.


Chapter 314 Nursery Rhyme and 'Sea Return