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

Since the police had found the murderer and believed they had uncovered the truth, that concluded the case. Normally, the innkeeper would have needed to go to the police station to give a statement, but when Shard mentioned that he needed to talk to the owner, the chief immediately said the statement could wait until tomorrow.


"It's like this, I want to understand something about the local tradition of fire worship."


After sending off the police and the murderer, and the body had been carried away on a stretcher, the uneasy innkeeper Mr. Tels invited Shard to the backyard of the inn, where they were now alone and conversed beside the chicken coop.


"I thought you were here to check on taxes... cough, I mean, no problem."


"My faith is in the Lord of All Things, which has been my family's faith for generations. As for fire worship, I believe it is also part of the Lord of All Things' faith, after all, fire is part of nature."


Chapter 620: Phoenix