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

Today, Miss Servit finally didn't wear the Head Maid's dress. When Shard opened the door downstairs and saw the girl outside, he was initially surprised, and then he dared to confirm that the person before him was indeed Miss Maid.


Her black hair was tied back into a complex style with a wide purple headband, dangling behind her, adorned with only a silver-white four-leaf clover hairpin for decoration. Her thick black hair parted on the right side of her forehead, with wisps tucked behind her ear on the right, while on the left it was combed diagonally, almost covering her eyebrow.


She was wearing a high-quality blue ladies' gown made of textured fabric, adorned with some silver-white slender lines on the sleeves without additional colors elsewhere. A discreet black belt circled her waist, and on her feet, she wore a pair of black flat leather shoes.


Chapter 473 [King's Secret Order]