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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 250: Strong Unrest

"Shard, oh, I was about to ask you how you ended up here. I saw the newspapers—congratulations. The title of Knight is truly impressive. I first thought it was just a medal."

Standing alongside Shard by the window in the corridor, the doctor looked outside, curious about Shard's demeanor at the moment. After straightening the cuffs of his black suit, which had been crumpled from Shard's grip, he spoke loudly:

"As for why I'm here, do you remember the family of Earl Abrash? They are some of my most important patients recently."

Shard furrowed his brow suspiciously:

"The one with gluttony?"

With a proud nod, the doctor replied:

"Yes, the illnesses of the Earl's wife and daughter have improved a lot thanks to my psychological guidance and the treatment from their private doctor. The Abrash family is attending the banquet tonight, hence they specifically invited me as one of their gestures of gratitude."