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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 373 Miss Gawder's Letter

"Yes, speaking of which, the last time I went to the Academy Library to see Miss Danester, the Red Moon Witch, I did not feel particularly cold in the Academy,"

Shard agreed.

However, thinking about it, he reminded himself that next week, when he met Lecia, he could ask her about the location of Zaras Literary Academy. Her Highness, the Princess, had been a formal student at the Academy during her lower grades. The location of Zaras Literary Academy, like the other Magic Academies, would probably be beyond Shard's expectations.

"Oh, speaking of which, Shard, there's another thing,"

The doctor slapped his head and then said very calmly,

"Today, you sold those books..."

"Doctor, please don't bring that up again,"

Shard quickly shook his head:

"If I were to start explaining everything from the beginning, such as their origins, why I was wandering around with them, why I sold them, it would be very complicated. Please don't misunderstand; I don't have any odd hobbies."