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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 313 Princess Diary

Miss Princess was quite decisive and straightforward about discussing Gold Pounds.

"How about a base pay of 5 pounds?"

He stretched out five fingers and wagged them:

"I'll give you 3 pounds before we leave, and 2 pounds at the end of the night, with potential for additional pay depending on the situation. As for my goal, I just want to stroll around Coldwater Port City and meet a few trustworthy people involved in the black market trading of special items."

Although 5 pounds seemed a lot, if she could really introduce Shard to places like Black Raven Library or Old John's Pawnshop, then the broker's fee was quite low.

The girl with blonde hair and green eyes looked at Shard, tapped the armrest of the chair, and shook her head gracefully:

"A flat rate of 10 pounds, 3 pounds upfront, and 7 pounds in the evening. If you're not satisfied, we can discuss the remaining payment tonight. I've already brought you to my usual residence in this city, so you needn't doubt me."