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.
Chapter 338: The Closest Souls
In the diary, after the initial days of probing, two different handwritings gradually became accustomed to conversing through the same pen.
They obviously did not fully trust each other, but as their lives became entangled during the probing, their relationship also became closer.
Miss Luisa and Princess Lecia discussed the situation at the time and confirmed that the accident was not caused by either of them. Subsequently, after various trials, they confirmed that the situation could not be resolved, so they agreed to let each other temporarily take over their lives, even occasionally complaining to each other about their respective lives.
The italic handwriting left such a sentence:
"Luisa, why are so many people chasing you for drafts? How long have you been procrastinating?"
Although just reading the text, Shard could empathize with the annoyance.
"Why do I have to wash your clothes, oh lady, do you not know, I have never even entered a laundry room in my life."