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.
Chapter 287: A Normal Cat
Luisa's footsteps gradually faded away, but Shard, sitting in the room, wasn't reaching for his teacup; instead, he was looking down at the orange cat.
He hadn't forgotten that the previous night, this cat had absorbed some divine power on its own and reverted to its feline form without anyone dispelling the enchantment. Luisa said there was nothing wrong with the cat, and Shard thought it possible he had unconsciously lifted the Arcane Technique while he was unconscious, but he was always cautious.
"Meow~"
Seeing that Shard made no move, the lying-down cat looked up at him.
Shard was certain that the cat he had adopted was a normal one, at least until a few days ago. Now he wasn't worried about the cat dispelling its own curses, but he was concerned that after absorbing the tiniest hint of divinity, the cat had become uncommon.