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

By the time Shard changed into clean clothes and returned to the living room holding a cat that looked like it was dozing off, Luviya had already brought the teapot. In three months, the supply of high-end red tea left by Detective Sparrow had run out, but Shard, to commemorate the detective, had gone out of his way to find a shop in the city that sold the same tea leaves and had bought some more, so the red tea they were drinking was still from those leaves.


"Overall, judging from the people I've met, I suspect that Priest Augustus and Sister Delphine from the Spiritual Practice Order are The Chosen Ones. This suspicion is baseless and holds little value,"


Shard shared his findings and placed the remaining Blood Coin on the table. Luviya played with the "Standing Coin" in her hands and listened quietly as Shard recounted his experience before and after rescuing Priest Augustus:


"The only thing we can be sure of now is that the third Chosen One is 'Chosen by Death'."


Chapter 622: The Cat in the Wardrobe