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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 339: The Two Strangers

"Yes, during your last visit to Coldwater Port City, you had a chance encounter with Princess Lecia. It's just that you didn't see her, but she saw you,"

Miss Luisa nodded:

"She then had someone investigate all the inns in the vicinity, combed through the guest information, and finally found three potential places to stay, which she had watched constantly. Until yesterday when you were going to Coldwater Port again, I mentioned it to her, and sure enough, she found you. Princess Lecia has abundant resources at her disposal; catching you...meeting you is not a matter of luck, but a matter of time."

"Then why did she meet with me using a false identity?"

This was Shard's most puzzling point:

"Yesterday, I really thought she was a local Correspondence Circle Mage."

The blonde girl smiled: