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

The music of the banquet and the clamorous sounds came from below. In fact, the dining room was not quiet either, although only Shard and Miss Aphrola were seated for the meal, the number of servants in the dining room exceeded twenty, and more amazingly, each Maid had something to do.


"The second Chosen One is very dangerous."


"But you were still able to pursue him."


"Actually, in this event, the most dangerous isn't him, but the merman who committed suicide. A Circle Sorcerer..."


The Witch shook her head with a sense of regret, while Shard asked curiously:


"What happens when a Circle Sorcerer commits suicide?"


Among the requirements proposed by Saint Byrons for correspondence students, not traveling to the New World is merely a restriction on students, while not committing suicide is common knowledge among all Circle Sorcerers.


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