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Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic

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.

Salty Fish Pilot · Games
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540 Chs

Chapter 201: Academic Conference of the Steam Age

The city enveloped in a thin mist gave off a feeling as though the heat was trapped within the fog, unable to dissipate. At one in the afternoon, which was the hottest part of the day, stepping out in formal attire was particularly tormenting.

However, this outfit was necessary. Even though the academic presentation was open to social figures, inappropriate attire could likely complicate entry.

The clothes Shard wore were tailored by the same tailor sent by Miss Galina when he last played cards with the Duke. He entered the Draleon Royal Mechanical College without any hindrance, curiously observing the higher educational institution of the Steam Age, and even took the time to appreciate the flowers planted in the flowerbeds.

Following a few middle-aged gentlemen who were evidently attending the academic lecture, and guided by the signs, he found the lecture hall where the event was held, where even servants were available to offer directions if needed.