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

When Shard left the Prophet's Society, he was in high spirits. His home was still undergoing renovations, so he decided to spend the day at Coldwater Port.


Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he sneaked back home and headed to the port city on the West Coast through the basement. The weather in Coldwater Port was very pleasant today, with blue skies and white clouds above the calm sea, which was a delight to the mind and spirit. Both Shard, who was in a cheerful mood, and Mia, who had shown a fearful attitude towards the ocean last time, widened their eyes in awe at the beautiful scenery.


Whether it was due to her young age or breed, Mia's fur hadn't grown any longer since being adopted by Shard. In the sea breeze, her short cat fur shimmered in the sunlight and was gently flattened by the wind.


Seeing her like this, Shard couldn't help but reach out and stroke the cat's head, and Mia immediately let out a gentle meow, further brightening Shard's mood.


Chapter 453 The Wrong Path