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

At the book club, Director Anlos heard some insider information. He knew it was related to the Church and those mysterious events, so he just touched his nose and said nothing.


"Speaking of which, does this count as work-related injury?"


Shard joked and then his expression became slightly serious:


"I investigated and found that sometimes Her Highness sneaks out. I initially thought she wanted to meet with a mysterious person, like the so-called 'grey-headed eagle,' but finally discovered Her Highness just seemed to want to explore the city."


"We also know that sometimes Her Highness goes out on her own. The Carsonrick Mission is quite helpless about this. But she wants to see the city, and we can't blame her; we can only do our best to ensure her safety. However, I don't think Her Highness would personally meet the grey-headed eagle. She could just have those around her arrange such things."


Director Anlos analyzed while sitting on the sofa:


Chapter 1006: The New Client