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

Watching Mr. Riddle eat, Shard wasn't worried that he might suddenly eat too much and upset his stomach, as the "Satiety Food" had an excellent healing effect on gastrointestinal issues.


However, Mr. Riddle did not finish all his food but, after eating one-third of it, asked Shard for a wooden box, gathered the remaining food onto a plate, and placed it inside the box, seemingly planning to save it for later.


After all, no one could stand eating biscuits for an unknown length of time.


Having tasted normal human food again significantly improved the spirits of Mr. Riddle, who had been on the brink of collapse. With Shard's arrival providing him with someone to talk to, Mr. Riddle's mental state visibly improved a great deal.


Before starting the gambling game again, Shard asked Mr. Riddle about the origins of the deity that had been summoned to this gambling table. The middle-aged man, who had been staying here for quite a while, indeed had an answer:


Chapter 465 The Promise That Was Passed On