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

The investigation was progressing very smoothly. After bidding farewell to Miss Mary, Shard and the maid with black hair returned to the Three Cats Inn in Hymn Square for lunch. They hadn't eaten earlier, and the Three Cats Inn was considered one of the better restaurants in this area.


While waiting for the food to be served, Miss Servit was examining the scores, and Shard was inspecting a potion in the light.


"Mr. Hamilton, do you really think Miss Mary didn't feel any regret or sorrow over Mr. Bondy's death?"


She suddenly asked, and Shard shifted his gaze from the bottle in his hands:


He asked inquisitively, yet he provided his opinion:


Chapter 476: Enhancement of the Potion