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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.

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Chapter 236 The Old Woman's Commission

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"What do you mean?"

The Duchess's slender index finger tapped the armrest of the single sofa, apparently showing her inner restlessness:

"A certain grand prophecy, I cannot speak of it, not a single word. It concerns the future of this world, and you can consider it some sort of ritual, or an epic from a knight's tale about to begin. That's why I've returned to Tobesk. The True God Church, the Academy, the Council, and many ancient organizations are all bustling for it, yet the common Circle Sorcerers know nothing..."

Shard looked at her, not saying a word, about Miss Beyas's matter, he would not divulge it to others. And Miss Galina took Shard's expression for confusion:

"The Council has sent word that there's a new direction in the interpretation of the prophecy, the first one... is about to appear... Do you understand?"

She asked hesitantly.

"Not at all."

Miss Galina covered her forehead: