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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.

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Chapter 341: The Oil Painting of Holy Prayer Day

Having returned home from the Black Raven Library, it was already half-past ten in the morning. After confirming the effects of the New Arcane Technique, Shard didn't cook at home but instead, took Mia—who had developed an interest in cards—out of the house and took a carriage to Dawn Chapel.

When looking for a carriage in Saint Delan Square, they already felt the festive atmosphere because of the young Priests wearing Cleric Robes and distributing promotional materials. By the time they approached Dawn Square, the pleasant ambiance created by the religious festival in this city became even more intense.

Having gone through the traumatic events two weeks ago on Thursday, City Hall also planned to help the city recover from its wounds through large public events, thus providing a lot of support for the Holy Prayer Day of the summer of 1853.