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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 39 A World of Respect and Kindness

"Shard Hamilton, Detective."

Shard introduced himself as they shook hands.

"Bill has already told me about you. It's lucky for us both that you could join."

The old man said cheerfully. At that moment, Shard noticed the champagne in the ice bucket on the coffee table, likely prepared by Dr. Schneider because the financial situation of Priest Augustus seemed only slightly better than Shard's.

Priest Augustus the Cleric was a Second Ring Sorcerer within the group, having become a Correspondence Circle Mage three years ago.

He was not a local born and raised in Tobesk City but hailed from a small town in the south of the Draleon Kingdom. Influenced by his family, the Old Cleric had believed in the True God "Mr. Dawn" since his teenage years and had passed the Tobesk Dawn Divinity Academy exam in his youth. At 23, he joined the Tobesk City Dawn Chapel, dedicating his life to the church without ever marrying.