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.
Chapter 291 Cat in the Bottle
"No, no, of course I'd be willing to go to the opera. I'm just curious, though, even though the curfew will be lifted next Saturday, aren't crowded places like these subject to controlled opening?"
The aftermath of the Evil God descent event obviously wouldn't just vanish so easily, which is why Shard was curious.
"It's a royal request to open it. It seems to involve a conflict between the church and the royal family. I'm not very clear on the details. Anyway, Shard, do you accept the invitation?"
Miss Luisa asked again.
"Of course, I've never seen an opera before."
Shard nodded, then asked with a hint of suspicion:
"You mentioned going to Queen Maria's Opera House to handle something, it wouldn't happen to be about collecting relics, would it?"
"How could there be so many relics for me to collect? Do you think those are something you can come across just like that?"
Miss Luisa laughed and then explained: