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 doctor occasionally used terms in the synthetic formula for the medicine that Shard couldn't understand to refer to certain additives. Although Shard's knowledge of herbal and magic potions was limited, judging from the synthesis process and the order of the potion additions, this "Red Potion" was very likely the active ingredient.


"This is... it's a laboratory-grade synthetic potion given to me by a friend from the Tobesk Third Mechanical College."


The black-haired girl, who was looking down at the treatment records and didn't bother to raise her head, said, and Mr. Alfred's sweat immediately started streaming down his face. Shard shook his head and put aside his notebook:


Chapter 478: Servant of the Hidden