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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 301 The Old God of Space and Time

As per the agreement, after successfully receiving the inheritance, Mrs. Lemer was required to pay Shard 5 pounds in cash as a commission. This was one-tenth of the inheritance Mrs. Lemer received, which was definitely not a small sum for a middle-aged woman nowadays.

Of course, she did not regret it when it actually came time to pay. On one hand, she was indeed a kind woman; on the other hand, a slightly malnourished middle-aged woman in a cramped room would not want to anger a young and strong detective.

But as she was about to hand over the money to Shard, Shard waved his hand and refused:

"I don't think we necessarily need to pay the commission fee in cash, I'd like these books."

He pointed to the pile of old books placed together with some old clothes: