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 the doctor was not very lucky, Shard greatly trusted the doctor's competence. With the doctor mediating, Shard believed the chances of the business succeeding were high.


Thus, when Lecia was using Dorothy's body to teach him afterwards, he also informed Lecia of this matter.


Her Highness the Princess was quite surprised and, standing at the end of the desk with a teacup, she smiled and said,


"Every hour, one can perform spatial movement for just over three minutes? That's quite interesting."


"Although the time is short, if you had this door, we could meet often."


Only then did Shard realize that this relic was not as useless as he had imagined.


The week continued with the study of the fairy tale "Sleeping Princess," already nearing a month. This time, Lecia did not engage in the tedious theoretical explanations but rather burned her handwritten copy of the story and summoned the princess holding the spindle.


Chapter 669 Year 3024 of the Fifth Era