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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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Chapter 218 Pirate's Blood Money

After shaking hands with the two, Miss Beyas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said,

"Alright, you have regained my trust, but this information, it makes me even more troubled. I don't understand. Why has the Church never told me about this?"

"Because telling you would have been meaningless and would only have led you to wild speculations. Besides, even the True God Church doesn't know more about the 'Whispering Verses' than I do."

Miss Annette said with a smile that was particularly beautiful that evening, Shard thought it was due to the lovely shade of her red lipstick. Unfortunately, he could only identify it as red without being able to distinguish the exact hue, but the red truly was beautiful.

"The Church's attitude towards The Chosen One is still unclear because they too do not understand what it truly signifies. Iluna, cooperating with us wouldn't harm the Church's interests, after all, we are all..."