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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 372: The Inherited Wish

"No, this is not a scam at all."

Mr. Madison said, shaking his head with a glass of wine in his hand,

"The Arcane Technique is definitely real, but whether the ritual needs to be this complicated, I can't say. I only know that the last person who learned this Arcane Technique did it the same way. It is a story, and the story itself is about the ritual."

Shard was familiar with such matters; the Sea Return ritual was also hidden in a nursery rhyme.

"In fact, I believe that most fairy tales, rhymes, and poems passed down from ancient times hide elements of mysticism,"

Mr. Madison added.

"You're lucky that Shard came to investigate, but what will you do afterward? Now that the church has noticed you, even if there's nothing wrong with the spices themselves, you will eventually draw their close attention."

The doctor asked again, prompting Mr. Madison to sigh,