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

Princess Lecia was well-prepared for the joint action planned for Wednesday. She had arranged a special carriage and coachman in advance and had created a convenient false identity for herself to move around with ease.


Even now, Shard remained a secret agent of MI6 operating covertly in Coldwater Port, while Lecia posed as an active contributor to the local "Tuna Arts Newspaper" at the Coldwater Port Dock. She had a full set of credentials, and unless someone recognized her face directly, her identity would not be easily uncovered.


"Do you often do this? I mean, when in Tobesk, you also move around under a false identity?"


Upon boarding the carriage, Shard inquired with curiosity.


Chapter 346: A Visit on a Rainy Day