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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 162: Finger Bones

"Detective, you go first, this is my enemy."

Having recognized the enemy's face, Miss Beyas firmly stood in front of Shard, urging him to leave.

"Is it the Blood of Mercury again?"

Shard asked quietly.

"No, but this guy is associated with the Silver-Eyed One, he belongs to another organization... Don't worry, he is a wanted criminal, also a disgusting tomb raider."

Miss Beyas said softly, her eyes never leaving the man under the lamp.

"Alright, I'll go first, be careful."

"Detective, you be careful too, I'll come to your house later."

As she spoke, she had already heard Shard's footsteps receding.

"The detective is too decisive..."

With no more concerns, Miss Beyas twisted her neck:

"This time, I won't let you get away. Balance!"

She walked toward the man under the streetlight whose body was gradually showing signs of livor mortis.

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