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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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438 Chs

Chapter 57: Immense Wealth

"The origins of the card are somewhat inconvenient to disclose."

Shard spoke cautiously, and Mr. Mark also showed a look of regret, the middle-aged man knew how to use a smile to defuse awkwardness:

"No problem, after all, it's your secret."

Of course, it wasn't Shard's secret; although he had many secrets, this wasn't one of them. However, Shard also didn't know where Detective Sparrow Hamilton had obtained this card from.

He just roughly understood why, in the last ten minutes before the detective's death, he had made a point of insisting that Shard must safeguard this card. Detective Sparrow was a true Roder Card enthusiast.

"A private detective who likes Roder Cards and novels, has a very good taste in black tea, owns secrets, and specializes in investigating extramarital affairs... exactly what kind of person was Sparrow Hamilton?"

Shard pondered in his heart.

It took nearly two hours for the three appraisers to give their initial conclusion: