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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 · Jogos
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392 Chs

Chapter 105: Afterglow

Professor Manning was quite familiar with Miss Luisa and began a conversation with her. From the content of their conversation, he seemed to recognize Miss Luisa's father:

"That fountain pen, I remember it. I bought it from an old writer who lived two streets away, introduced to me by a friend. The condition of the writer at the time was not good, with dark circles under his eyes and a dispirited look, as if suffering from a severe case of myasthenia gravis."

Sitting behind his desk, the professor clasped his hands together as he spoke. Behind him was an entire wall of bookshelves, but the books were not neatly arranged, and some even had slips of paper between them, fluttering in the wind from outside the window.

But Shard found this style of decoration to his liking.