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

Today was Monday, and because Shard went to the Prophet's Society early in the morning, he didn't have the chance to pick up the gift.


Since Luviya and Iluna were both present, Shard suggested taking this week's gift in front of them.


He asked Iluna to hold the cat tightly to prevent it from darting into the box again, and then Shard reached into the metal box.


It had been over two months since he had obtained the Sage-Level Relic. Aside from some surprises the printing plate had brought him, most of the gifts had been rather inconsequential.


But this time, Shard's luck finally turned around.


His eyes suddenly widened because his fingers felt a key at the bottom of the box, and he immediately sensed that it was a relic.


"Finally! Finally! My luck has been quite good recently, first getting the Corpse-Hiding Mirror at Milestone, and now another gift!"


Chapter 650: Lecia's Arms Dealing Business