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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 40 Shard's Required Course

Although the blonde Miss Writer, Dorothy Louisa, had also arrived, the academy was still going to send over the items Shard needed upon his enrollment, according to the original schedule. Therefore, half an hour before that, the four of them still had time to continue their conversation.

Dr. Schneider, serving as the nominal host of the Correspondence Circle Mage group, was happy to bring up topics.

Shard thus learned more about the common knowledge of Circle Sorcerers, such as the fact that under normal circumstances, encountering an unfamiliar Relic would not immediately provide clues from "the other me." Therefore, relying on "the other me" to find Relics was an impractical issue; the identification of Relics was a major research focus in the field of Academy of Library Management.

Clearly, Shard was not normal.

[Outlander, your soul is especially sensitive to the Four Elements, allowing me easily to distinguish Relics. This isn't my specialty; it's yours.]