webnovel

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
Not enough ratings
438 Chs

Chapter 318: The Cursed Girl

"I'm interested in purchasing currency-type relics, any level of danger will do."

Viewing the sea from the towering cliff was entirely different from looking at it from the shore. Shard could even see the black smoke rising from ships the size of Mia's in the far distance. He thought that if he had the time to bring Mia here to see this scenery, the cat would undoubtedly be terrified by the ocean.

"I don't have anything like that on hand at the moment. However, I can keep an eye out for you."

Mr. Edmund said, although Shard had good luck at the tavern, getting another one would not be so simple.

"Alright then."

He shrugged his shoulders, not at all disappointed.

"Mr. Watson might come to you himself later, I referred him. I actually came today because there's something I need."

Miss Princess said, looking toward the distant sea level. When Shard had come here in the morning, the weather was overcast, but by the afternoon, it had cleared up completely.