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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.

Salty Fish Pilot · Bandes dessinées et romans graphiques
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Chapter 209: Night Visit to the Cemetery

Miss Luisa didn't search for a rental carriage at the street corner but walked two blocks with Shard before abruptly turning into a small, inconspicuous alleyway. After traversing some distance in the alley, she surprisingly pulled out a key and opened the door of one of the houses.

"Shard, we can't possibly have just one hiding place, can we?"

As she opened the door, she said to Shard with a smile:

"I bet Annette, Priest Augustus, and the doctor also have a similar second hideout for storing sensitive items that they don't often use."

The house, which served as a sort of "safe house," wasn't rented but was bought by Miss Luisa at a low price through her family connections. Although the price was reasonable, the living conditions were very poor, and Miss Luisa didn't consider it her home, using it merely as a temporary storage facility.

According to her, apart from herself, Shard was the second person to know this location.

"Should I feel honored?"