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

While speaking, Shard looked up again at Miss Maid's face.


The girl with long black hair, although unaware of the specifics of Shard's eyes at that moment, quickly covered her own cheeks:


"Mr. Hamilton, then let me try it as well. I have never heard of a magic potion with such effects," she said.


"You may, but the potion's effects do not last long, and I can already feel them fading."


"Is every witch's skin this good? Every witch I've seen seems to have nice skin. Look, your pores are so even, and the blackheads on your nose..."


Seeing her suddenly fierce look, Shard wisely did not continue.


Thus, the girl with black hair also applied a drop of the magic potion to herself. Although she did not possess any arcane techniques related to eyesight, she could still perceive the enhancement it provided.


Chapter 477 Dr. Alfred