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.
"Hmm..."
In the restaurant, Miss Luisa had already put down her knife and fork. Seeing Shard's hesitation, she knew he couldn't produce the leaf and said with a smile,
"Shard, you mustn't say that Mia ate the leaf."
"Meow~"
The cat, hearing its name, twitched its pointy little ears and looked around.
"Very well..."
Miss Luisa was concerned about him, and Shard understood this:
"I only have one leaf left."
The blonde girl asked in surprise,
"Is the Godfall incident really related to you? I heard rumors that the 'Masked Person under Silvermoon' is the Thirteen-Ring Sorcerer 'God Summoner'. I was thinking of checking on your situation to confirm whether the church had made a mistake again, but here you are, energetically holding a cat at my house. You don't look like someone who has experienced a Godfall."