Steampunk: Sixth Era Epic-Chapter 565 - Vampire Duke

Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Vampire Duke Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Vampire Duke It must have been last night that all his luck was used up, for on Saturday evening, Shard’s and Dorothy’s lessons were canceled just this once. Dorothy was called home by her father, Professor Luisa, to discuss matters related to the “Hamilton Detective Stories,” which was considered Professor Luisa’s recognition of his daughter.

Lecia couldn’t find an opportunity to see Shard without her father noticing, so they took a break on Saturday, which allowed the Princess to take this time to think about how to help Shard acquire the “Sleeping” Spirit Rune.

This time, Her Highness the Princess and the female author swore they would certainly help Shard.

On Sunday morning, Shard went to Tobesk Train Station to bid farewell to Captain Lades, who was heading to the frontier.

As an officer, the captain didn’t need to sit in second-class carriages like other soldiers heading to the frontier. On the platform, dressed in a Royal Army uniform, the captain, amidst the bustling crowd, held Shard’s hand and thanked him once again. He was grateful to Shard for rescuing him from despair and for everything Shard had done.

For Captain Lades, who was middle-aged, this train station could be considered a critical juncture that changed his life. After being captured and returning to Tobesk in disappointment, he assisted Shard in apprehending a criminal involved in child trafficking outside the station, and today he was setting off again from here.

Looking at his colleagues saying goodbye to their loved ones and the porters at the station, and seeing the crowd that came to see them off, he was quite moved for a moment.

“However, I still don’t know where exactly Rising Wind Trail is,”

Shard asked.

The train whistle blew, signaling the imminent departure. The citizens who had come to see off their friends and family members were saying their final goodbyes to the departing soldiers, creating a very noisy environment, while Shard and the captain gave each other a final handshake.

“Rising Wind Trail” is the area where the captain’s unit was stationed, truly on the frontier line. But such small places are not marked on maps, so all Shard knew was that it was located in the Northern Slope Area of Sicarl Mountain.

The captain picked up his black suitcase, ready to enter the carriage. Soldiers who were already aboard were poking their heads out of the windows, either waving or passionately kissing the beautiful girls sending them off.

“Rising Wind Trail, do you know about Mountain City: Midshire Fort City?”

The captain asked with a smile, his voice not very clear amid the surrounding noise and the steam whistle.

White steam mist rose from below the steam engine, blurring the view between Shard and the captain. Shard nodded:

“Of course, I do.”

“Rising Wind Trail is not far from Midshire Fort. To be precise, we are also part of the city defense troops of Midshire Fort,”

he said with a smile as he waved to Shard. With the screeching of metal twisting, gears turning, and pistons sliding, the metal carriage door closed, completely separating Shard from Captain Lades.

The steam rushed out, making the platform filled with the crowd sending off their loved ones exceptionally hot and humid. Amid the loud farewells, blessings, the enormous roar, and the ringing of the departure bell, white steam surged into the foggy sky, and the metal wheels slowly yet firmly started moving, the connecting rods and potential energy drove the carriage slowly forward.

The rumbling sound grew louder, and the steam whistle, along with the carriage, traveled into the distance, and the wind swept past Shard until the tracks were finally empty. In the distance, one could still see the pigeons being released—the Church of War and Peace was conducting a send-off for the soldiers; the Peace Church was keen on such activities.

A few pigeons that didn’t fly far returned to the platform after the crowd sending them off gradually dispersed, pecking at the food on the ground. Shard, with his hands in his pockets, prepared to head home. He planned to visit Coldwater Port in the afternoon to see if any coins had been acquired and then pay a visit to Mr. Edmund at the lighthouse to chat about legends from various places on the Old Continent and prepare for the next drop of Divinity.

“However, Captain Lades also went to Midshire Fort City,

he thought in his mind:

“Priest Augustus, Miss Black, they also went there… hmm… is this some sort of hint?”

Sunday afternoon at Coldwater Port didn’t yield much; acquiring Currency Relics was not simple. Although Mr. Edmund could produce various bizarre legends, the quantity was so great that Shard couldn’t discern which might be connected to Divinity.

However, this gentleman from the Guiding Light Hermitage was highly interested in the rumors about Miss Mana Feliana appearing in the Tobesk Region, pulling Shard to inquire about related information:

“When I saw the letter from Old Man John, I even wondered if he hadn’t woken up yet,”

the old man said cheerfully, sitting with Shard at the top of the lighthouse, looking at the distant seascape. The arrival of autumn seemed not to affect the sea much. After the Coldwater Port shadow incident, although there were more attacks by merman near the sea, the city itself had become much more peaceful.

“Old Man John didn’t ask me these questions when I went to buy ritual materials from him.”

“You correspondence circle mages from Tobesk would be the first suspects of the Academy and the Church. John just doesn’t want to get into trouble. But Miss Mana Feliana, the Witch of the Fifth Era, appearing in modern times… although too much data is lost for us to explore the mysteries of the Fifth Era’s supernatural system, could the people of the last era have traveled to future events?”

The old man stroked his chin, while Shard held the cat he had managed to bring to the seaside to breathe some fresh air.

“Could it be that the witch has found a way to reverse the Relic, the ‘Time Key’?”

Mr. Edmund asked suspiciously.

“Do you think this is related to the Time Key?”

Shard smiled.

“Yes, that’s the prevailing view. Whispering Verses, Mana Feliana, the Time Key—what exactly is the relationship?”

Mr. Edmund said, and in some respects, this view wasn’t incorrect.

After returning home from Coldwater Port, Shard didn’t go out again but focused on waiting until midnight to unlock the new Key of the Year 3014 of the Fifth Era.

Although the actual waiting time for the key had arrived on Saturday evening, Shard decided to wait until midnight. This was not only to pursue a sense of ritual but also to think about completing the key’s task and then going to pick up the daily gift from the gift box.

After all, even though those gifts were mostly useless, drawing gifts was one of the few pleasures for Outlanders in this Era.

“On Friday night…”

“One.”

He added with a laugh near his ear.

In the living room corner, the three hands of a clock converged upward. In the lit second-floor living room of No. 6, Saint Delan Square, Shard was sitting on the sofa with a book and set down his Potion Studies textbook, which disturbed Mia, who was leaning against his leg and sleeping on the sofa.

By the time the sleepy cat stood up, Shard had already taken the key, given as a free gift by Miss Galina, to the bedroom door:

“Will I encounter Miss Mana Feliana this time?”

He thought to himself before reciting the Spell Words.

“So what do you think?”

“Probably not that lucky, huh?”

Shard held the key towards the lock, silently counted to three in his mind, and the corner clock struck the first chime of midnight.

“May the World Tree bless me in time.”

Since he was unsure of the location of this adventure, Shard still didn’t plan to bring the useless Mia Cat. If it were a dangerous place like Horror Fortress again, he worried that the moment he stepped out through the White Mist, the cat would be frightened to death.

“Meow~”

The petite cat stayed lying on the sofa, actually having no intention of leaving home with Shard. It stared with big eyes as Shard inserted the key into the lock and then entered the white mist behind the door.

The cat yawned and shifted on the sofa, seeking a more comfortable position. It had seen Shard walk into that strange White Mist Gate many times and was therefore not curious. It was just very curious why every time Shard came back from that door, he looked very worried.

Cats are never worried.

“Outlander, you have stepped into the ‘Time Corridor’.”

“From the Ancient God ‘Father of the Infinite Tree’:”

“Spring of Year 3014 of the Fifth Era, Eastern Continent, Night Manor.”

“Event: Blood Feast of the God of the Vampire Race.”

“Duration: Thirty minutes (1/3).”

“After Southern Continent-Hope Town, Western Continent-Forest of Thousand Trees, and Northern Continent-Horror Fortress, I’ve finally reached the Eastern Continent,”

Shard wasn’t surprised within the white mist, but he still frowned because that “God of the Vampire Race” seemed to have another very well-known name:

“Am I encountering a familiar face… I mean a familiar deity this time?”

“You have received additional information.”

“The figure of the Father of the Infinite Tree watches over you.”

“The Ancient God of Time poses a challenge to you.”

“Join the Blood Feast of ‘Vampire Duke Lowell’ with mortals, until the end of the feast.”

“The Father of the Infinite Tree will reward you: Arcane Technique—Silent Moonlight, a piece of truthful information—Elf.”

“I can understand that time and space are inseparable, but for the Ancient God of Time to give me moonlight arcane techniques, isn’t that a bit excessive? Also, is my task now to attend the deity’s feast and ensure it ends within three thirty-minute sessions, and if the feast does not conclude before then, does that mean I’ve failed?”

Shard thought to himself, and as for the “truthful information,” he had no particular thoughts, taking it as expanding his knowledge base.

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The most critical piece of information above was about “Vampire Duke Lowell.” Shard’s very first Sorcery, “Echo of Blood,” was obtained by coming into contact with the statue of this Old God.

Therefore, after selling the information about the statue to Miss Galina, Shard had also searched for information about this deity, so he wasn’t as clueless as the previous times.

Vampire Duke Lowell, also known as the “Patron of the Vampire Race” or “Vampire God,” was an Evil God, and there was clear evidence that this deity remained active until the timestamp of the Outsiders of the Sixth Era. Unlike the similarly evil “Lord of the Blood Feast,” the Vampire God was not that malevolent.

This was somewhat like the difference between a “serial killer” and an “ordinary killer,” although this comparison was not quite apt. But at least if he truly encountered “Vampire Duke Lowell” in the material world, it wouldn’t necessarily mean death.