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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 200 Room 2 on the 2nd floor

Because Captain Lades had scheduled an evening visit, Shard had no other plans for tonight.

After returning home, he placed the bottle of Holy Water in the hidden space of the basement. Then he went out with his cat for a hearty dinner, after which he used the time before Captain Lades' visit to write up yesterday's investigation report for Locke Laurel, Lawyer, and mailed it to the client Mrs. Lemer.

With that, the commission only had the signing with Mrs. Lemer left.

Captain Lades, who had made an appointment to visit, did not knock on the door downstairs until seven o'clock in the evening.

The captain's entire demeanour was different from before. When he came for the visit, he brought a bottle of expensive-looking wine as a gift.

He excitedly told Shard about what he had witnessed while recording statements at Riddlevitch Field and repeated the news he had already mentioned in the letter from a friend.