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

The original tables and chairs in the meeting room had long been cleared out, now replaced by rows of folding chairs with red cushions. In front of the wall where the balcony was located stood a mahogany platform, on which a table was set. This was for the auctioneer to use shortly.


The auction items were all arranged around the room, among which the Roder Card that Shard had taken an interest in was placed near the entrance. It was evident that it was not the star of the show.


He stopped in front of the glass display case, gazed at the playing card resting on the red velvet cushion, and then smiled:


"A Queen's Suit Special Card, how intriguing."


[History of New World Exploration: Winds of Exploration], the suit of Queen. (Note)


Chapter 691: Oil Painting and Metal Coffin