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Fantasy: Whispering Poems [Western Fantasy + Steam Punk]

**Introduction: Come to the new world where the steam industry is booming, inherit the three-story apartment in the capital square of the kingdom, bring someone else's cat, listen to the whispers in his ears, and witness this mysterious and bizarre era. The epic of the Sixth Era is about to begin. Behind the curtain, the chosen ones will step into the legend. Old gods, relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient mysteries, the glory of the era... "Do you want to play a game of Rhodes?" The years are engraved in time, and the silver moon shines in the shadows. "I write legends for you, and you whisper poems for me." **What to expect: - Slow Burning - Weak to Strong - Slice of Life + Romance - Mysteries - Solid storyline - Epic Battles + Magic + Artifacts - World Building + Character Development - Time Travel Adventurers - Multiple Protagonists ..... Reminder: This novel has 13 volumes of long story. it's 1st volume is just prologue and it is little boring, if you able to bear it then you will definitely like the next volumes. (This novel has very good ratings and reviews so please give it try) .......... **Note: This is a translation, and all credit belongs to the original author:咸鱼飞行家. ............ **Schedule: daily uploads with a minimum of 7 chapters/week. ............ **Note: For advanced chapters you can join me on Patreon: [patreon.com/Thebeginning331] .............

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[WP] Chapter 42: Twenty o'clock

[WP] Chapter 42: Twenty o'clock

"The academy probably thinks so too. After all, I haven't heard of any newly enrolled correspondence ring wizard who can get the keeper-level [relic] at once."

Dr. Schneider also agreed with Miss Louisa's opinion. When it comes to fate, ring wizards are quite cautious after all.

Just staring at the dice, Shade had a strong urge to take it out of the inlay. But fortunately, the dice were still in the containment state, and Shade completely resisted this temptation.

But he still put a finger on the dice, wanting to feel its cold metal touch.

In his mind, the whispering woman's voice suddenly sounded:

[Although the road of destiny forks under your feet, if you have useful tools, you may choose the right path. From 1 to 20, and then from 20 to 1, you see your strange fate from the rolling dice. Now is the time to flip the dice.]

"Are you sure you want me to roll the dice now?"

Shade asked in surprise, and a whisper sounded in his ear:

[Outsider, when you embark on this road of destiny, the choice is always in your hands. But sometimes, some reasonable attempts can make you understand your destiny more fully. I have seen interesting things for you through my vision. Do you have the courage to challenge your luck? ]

Shade thought about it, and he knew that his "other self" was strange. Although he didn't know whether this was the characteristic of outsiders or the other party had problems, any behavior of the whispering voice so far was credible. Although he was full of worries and suspicions about this mysterious and weird world, Shade was willing to occasionally show some trust.

Before the doctor and others objected, he twisted the dice and let it fall on the coffee table.

The sound of the metal dice hitting the wooden coffee table startled everyone present. But the dice soon stabilized, and the number "20" was facing the top. Shade felt that he was not that surprised; he just heard the sweet laughter of the woman beside him.

[Although you always don't believe it, I am you.]

The four of them looked at the numbers on the dice without saying anything. After a long time, the doctor reminded them seriously:

"This time it's 20. This is your [relic], and we have no right to interfere. But I must remind you, Shade, people are not always so lucky. This impulse brought a gift from fate, but it may not be the case next time."

"Every gift from fate has a price already marked. This 20 will probably consume your luck for a long time. I have always believed in the 'law of conservation of luck.'"

The writer also said, that the old priest Augustus, who is a clergyman, pointed out that the conservation of luck is an unfounded superstition.

Shade accepted these warnings but did not intend to explain his motives. The uniqueness of the woman's voice in his head was his secret, a characteristic of an outsider. It was enough for him to know this; at least for now, he would not tell anyone else about it.

The "good thing" of throwing 20 points could not be observed yet, but according to the characteristics of the dice, Shade would know it sooner or later, so he just had to wait.

After Shade officially joined the academy, the doctor opened the bottle of champagne to celebrate that the group finally had five people.

Shade did not like drinking very much, but since it was a celebration, he did not refuse. When the doctor poured wine for everyone, he curiously asked if he would leak the secrets of the academy if he accidentally lost the books he took back, but the doctor told him not to worry about it:

"First-year textbooks and materials are not valuable. It's not that the knowledge is not valuable, but it can be obtained through other channels, so even if you lose it, you only need to spend more gold pounds to buy another set at the academy. Some books will not be encrypted until the second year."

Shade felt more relieved now. The doctor, writer, and priest all encouraged Shade to study hard as experienced people and agreed that his main task now was to engrave the first spiritual rune for himself.

"The course "Theoretical Foundation of Spiritual Runes (Part 1)" will give recommendations for engraving the first rune based on the talents of the ringmaster. What recommendation did the academy give you? Is it [light]?"

"Yes."

Shade said as he flipped through the book in his hand.

"Generally speaking, the academy recommends engraving the rune representing the element for the first spiritual rune, because it will be simpler. You already have [Silver Moon], which has a good affinity with [Light] and [Stars], and you even took the initiative to create [Light Magic]. But [Stars] is too complicated for a first-year student, so it's [Light]."

The doctor smiled, then stood up took out a book from the pile and handed it to Shade.

"The Crazy Light Chaser" is a crazy novel written by an unknown writer in the Fifth Epoch. It has [enlightenment] because of civilization. This is a translated copy. Reading it to try to engrave [Light] is the most appropriate means. Of course, few people can get light directly. If you can get any extended concept spiritual rune, you are qualified."

Before today's party, the doctor had shared the news about the sage-level relic [God's Box] and the Mercury Blood Organization that Shade had obtained with other people in the same group through letters in advance. They all agreed to pay Shade 1 pound each for this news.

Shade did not take the four pounds, including Luvia Annat who was not in Tobesk, but used the money to pay off part of the 10 pounds owed this month. The remaining 6 pounds will have to wait for a while, after all, he still needs gold pounds to support himself and Mia.

It is said that orange cats have a good appetite, so Shade should be prepared.

The doctor was very efficient. Before the end of the meeting this morning, he told Shade another good news:

"I found out from the real estate agency that the house at No. 6 St. Teresa Square, the entire three-story house including the land, was originally the property of Detective Sparrow Hamilton. Did he leave the text of the suicide note?"

"He left it, and I locked it in the cabinet."

Shade was in a trance because of this good news, and he couldn't believe that he inherited the whole house. All the haze after coming to the steam age seemed to dissipate because of this news. He didn't know in his heart that he was so eager to have his own home.

Father Augustus had a normal expression, while Miss Louisa looked at Shade in surprise:

"Mr. Hamilton, you will never lack gold pounds in your life."

"But."

Shade did not rejoice too early but looked at the doctor, who continued to tell the story with this conjunction. He was confused, not knowing what tone to use:

"But don't be too happy too soon; there is something wrong with that house. Number 6 St. Teresa's Square was bought by Sparrow Hamilton for 300 pounds when he came to Tobesk two years ago."

"How can it be cheap? Even if it is a haunted house, it won't be."

Miss Louisa frowned and asked. Although 300 pounds is a lot, you have to know that this is Tobesk, the capital of the Kingdom of Delarian, one of the two major human kingdoms in the material world. It is also known as the Pearl of the North, the Fog City, and the gathering point of the civilization of the Old World.

From the window of No. 6 St. Teresa's Square, you can directly see the complex of the "Yodele Palace," where the soil is more valuable than gold.

Doctors have clinics, priests live in churches, and only the female writer is now living alone in a rented apartment in the Tobesk University District and is very sensitive to housing prices. Not counting the land, just the whole house in the St. Teresa Square area, let alone 300 pounds; even if it is 20,000 pounds, there is no place to buy it.

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