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

When the Bard had finished singing this segment, he jumped off the high stool, and as he took off his hat to show his respects to those around, Shard, who was dining, touched his pocket and tossed over two one-shilling coins. Thanks to skillful control of strength and some good fortune, the two coins landed directly into the red soft hat held by the Bard.


Giving two shillings was quite generous, and the Bard immediately bowed to Shard.


"I've heard too many legendary tales; do you have any fresh ballads by chance?"


"Of course! Just last week, the Big City Player from Tobesk concluded, and the much talked-about final match, along with the quite controversial identities of the finalists, make the best topic."


Without waiting for Shard's response, he picked up his lute again, sat on the high stool, and immediately began the prelude.


Chapter 616: Captain and Lieutenant