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

Although surprised by Her Highness the Princess's proactive cooperation, Shard still carried the cat to Princess Angelina Cavendish, bending down to place the cat, which was clutched by the back of its neck, before her hands.


Mia had no habit of biting, so she did not attempt to bite the beautiful hand stretched out in front of her. Adhering to the principle of sniffing anything to determine if it was food, she indeed made a light sniffing action. Now the cat slightly curled its body, and combined with its impressive appearance, the sight was quite attractive.


The young princess, just sixteen years old, actually reached out her uninjured hand to touch it, but was directly rejected by the cat's paws. Rather than angering Angelina, this made her and the surrounding girls laugh.


"Very good, it seems Her Highness has no issues, so onto the next one,"


Shard was quite satisfied with Mia's behavior.


Chapter 434: Cats, Sunset, and Banknotes