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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 402: The Lock-Picking Detective

Although the professor spoke in a veiled manner, Shard still understood that Daknis had also attended the banquet. He had handed the anonymous letter over to the Church of Nature, and naturally, with the church searching throughout the city, they would indeed have a better chance of locating Daknis than Bizard.

However, from what the professors implied, the Church of Nature had not even shared the information provided by the "God Summoner" with the other churches.

Professor Sanchez snorted:

"It's very likely, but that means the second 'The Chosen One' isn't a Circle Sorcerer from the church faction."

"It certainly won't be someone from the church. After all, according to the message shared from Zaras Academy of Sorcery, the 'Whispering Verses' state that the second 'The Chosen One' is marked by a demon."

Professor Maphal said.