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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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Chapter 340 New Relic and Sorcery

Today was Tuesday, the day of the Dawn Church's Holy Prayer Day. Shard had promised Bishop Owen and Priest Augustus that he would be at the church in the afternoon to attend the event and deliver a public speech. Besides that, he had some other matters to handle.

Leaving Mia at home to look after the house, Shard tidied up the basement and then left.

His outing in the morning was to buy some items.

The first stop was Old John's Antique Shop, where Old Man John, as usual, was waiting for customers while reading the newspaper. Hearing the bell ring, he looked up from behind his newspaper to see Shard and then yawned as he said,

"What are you buying today? Speaking of which, how did your exam week go? Luisa must have passed her Ancient Script, right?"

Old Man John was the black market shop owner who had the best relationship with Dr. Schneider's group.

"Passed, and my alchemy homework too. Old man, this time I'm ready to spend a big sum of money."