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

"Is Ms. Cassandra in charge? If Midshire Fort is really that dangerous, isn't it too risky to leave her there alone, given that she only has Ten Rings?"


Unable to hold back, Shard asked, and Miss Galina shook her head:


Sister Delphine had said the same thing, and she also mentioned that Granny Cassandra's teacher was not a Witch.


"What Rings does Ms. Cassandra's teacher have?"


"I don't know, but they are not a Witch. As you might know, the Council's power inheritance follows the ancient apprenticeship system. Each of us has our own protege, that is, an apprentice."


Teachers nurture apprentices and offer free lodging conditions, but correspondingly, apprentices also have duties to undertake during their learning period and after graduation, which is a very ancient tradition.


Chapter 613 "Cannibalism