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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 349: Crimson Cult

"Teacher, teacher..."

Mr. Scott, still in shock, pointed to the painting that Shard had put back into the safe. Professor Katja shook her head:

"Stay calm, Scott. Did you think the work of a folklore scholar was just to read literature in the office? Calm down, oh, Scott, you are a good lad, stay calm!"

"Teacher, have you ever seen something like this before?"

"I've seen worse. This is the first time I've taken you out to see the world. If you still wish to learn from me, you will encounter many more things like this."

The young scholar had a look of horror, and Professor Katja felt slightly disappointed. Then she turned to Shard and said:

"Sir, from your expression, you must be more than just..."

"Yes."

Shard took out a document and flashed it before Professor Katja:

"MI6. We are tracking a batch of contraband. I am an agent of MI6, and Miss Princess is... my superior."

This explanation was fine.