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

"I'm glad you understand. Do you have any other questions? I can assist with issues concerning your studies or any difficulties you might have encountered."


Miss Danester added. Shard immediately thought of Miss Feliana's gift. He wasn't sure whether the Witch from the previous Era would remember him after leaving the Forest of Thousand Trees, but he was still eager to try and find traces of her.


However, even Miss Danester seemed not to have heard of Shard, so whether the two Witches had completely forgotten him upon leaving the forest, or whether time had eroded all traces, the likelihood of that "gift" still existing was probably quite slim.


"I'd like to know what the process is like for an official student to enroll at the Academy."


Miss Feliana had said that if the gift existed, it would certainly be gained when Shard heard her name in his own era, which is why Shard thought of the enrollment ceremony.


Chapter 443: Brave Heart