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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 35: Sage-Level Relic [God's Gift Box]

"Power? You are too weak, the power I possess is not suitable for you."

This once again proved the other party's strength, which Shard believed without a doubt.

The woman paused for a moment before continuing, as if in thought. And the temperature inside the room had returned to the same level as the hallway, indicating that her mood had also returned to normal:

"But I happen to have in my possession a decent Relic, though its value is far less than that statue of the Old God... No, not the Box of Darkness, that's merely a Poet-Level (Level 5) toy. I offer you a Scribe Level (Level 4) Relic and will tell you the secrets of the Blood of Mercury, to help you avoid danger, in exchange for the address and Spell Words. How about it?"

"No problem, thank you for your generosity, ma'am."