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

Although Shard had set up a nest for Mia in the closet with his old clothes on Tuesday night, the orange cat was still quite displeased on Wednesday morning.


After being let out by Shard in the morning, it largely ignored him. Even when Shard heated the sheep's milk and soaked the cat food in Mia's special bowl, it only meowed reservedly and waited until Shard returned to his seat before reluctantly approaching.


Shard had never thought that he could see such human-like behavior from a cat.


Sitting at the table, Shard carefully peeled a boiled egg and under Mia's cautious gaze, moved from his seat to beside the cat, which was standing on the table eating.


He split the still warm white egg in half, the yellow yolk even steaming slightly.


Mia glanced towards room two and then, with wide eyes, looked at the egg yolk in Shard's hand, tilting her head:


"Do you want some?" Shard asked, as the cat blinked its eyes and meowed gently:


Chapter 623: Princess in the Morning