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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 393: Silver Badge

"Ritual information on the mermen? Is that all you want?"

In the living room on the second floor of No. 6, Saint Delan Square, Miss Galina looked somewhat surprised at Shard:

"Are you sure you don't want anything else? I've always been quite generous with you."

"I only need this, please make sure to gather as much information as possible."

Shard nodded. It seemed like he was getting the short end of the stick, but in truth, even if it was just a single line of a clue, this deal was more beneficial to him.

"I can't agree to that, this isn't a fair trade. You have no idea how valuable this formula is to me... Come here, Shard, come in front of me."

The witch beckoned Shard with a gesture. Although this was the Shard Family's place, Galina Cavendish obviously did not hold back.

"You want to grab my hand again?"

Shard asked quizzically, but still put down the cat and walked over.

Mia stood there watching Shard.