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The Whispering Verses :- Chapter 18: The Forged Philosopher’s Stone

The parchment that caught Shard Hamilton’s attention looked like it was made of sheepskin. One corner was pressed under a book titled “Psychology and Abnormal Psychology,” but it only obscured the signature, not the main content:

[Academy Bounty Order

The illegal organization [Blood of Mercury] has appeared in Tobesk City and surrounding areas, carrying a secret-keeper level relic, [Forged Philosopher’s Stone]. All academy correspondence ring warlocks in the area are to closely monitor the movements of [Blood of Mercury]. Submitting the [Forged Philosopher’s Stone] to the academy will earn you 5 practical credits for this academic year, and your academic assessment for this term will be automatically upgraded to ‘Excellent’. Additional rewards can be discussed with Professor Rogus from the Mechanical Academy.

Note 1: This task is extremely dangerous. Students of 3 rings or below are not advised to contact the [Blood of Mercury] organization in any form.

Note 2: For detailed information about the [Forged Philosopher’s Stone], please consult the academy.

Note 3: The Church of the True God has received this information. If you plan to undertake this task, ensure that you do not disclose your identity to the church.]

The obscured signature below appeared to be a joint announcement from the Public Affairs Administration of St. Byrence Comprehensive Academy and the Mechanical Academy.

“What will happen if it’s exposed to the Church of the True God? I forgot to ask the doctor just now,” Shard thought, then placed the file on the table and sat back down on the sofa.

So far, no one knew his secret of being able to read various strange languages, so it was unlikely that the doctor had forged this. On the contrary, the appearance of this academy bounty order served to verify that what the doctor said was probably true.

“However, credits and academic assessments are terrifying words. I didn’t expect to encounter such things even in the age of steam civilization,” Shard thought silently, reminiscing about his life back home. This made him even more determined to delve into the mysteries and find a way back.

Unexpectedly, even in a different world, he still had to study and take exams. He might even have to write a thesis.

“There are more ways than difficulties.”

He thought this, patiently waiting for the doctor’s return.

Although the doctor had treated them to lunch at the Goose House not long ago, the horrifying scenes he saw in the morning were so impressionable that Shard barely ate.

Now that he had some plans for the future and felt better, his hunger returned. So, while the doctor was away, he asked Mrs. Carla for some snacks, saying he wanted to have afternoon tea.

The doctor probably explained that Shard was an important guest, as the maid who entered, wearing a floral apron, was carrying a porcelain plate.

“This is from Mr. Schneider’s collection,” the middle-aged maid said with a smile. She looked about forty years old, older than the blue-eyed doctor. Her plump figure matched Shard’s imagination of a middle-aged woman from an ordinary family in this era.

Although there wasn’t an Eastern empire in this world, porcelain still existed and was precious. Only special regions with specific soil and techniques could produce such fine items.

Shard thanked Mrs. Carla but paid little attention to the porcelain plate. He looked at the delicate yellow fluffy little cakes on the plate and the shiny red cherry on top, swallowing subconsciously.

“Shard, don’t embarrass the other-worlders!”

The newcomer told himself silently, and as expected, heard the pleasant laughter of the woman in his mind again.

Although they agreed to meet at two o’clock, the doctor had still not appeared. If Shard hadn’t discovered that there was indeed no one stopping him from wandering around when he went to the washroom, he might have suspected he had fallen into some trap.

Since it was someone else’s place, after confirming he could leave at any time, Shard returned to the original room to wait. He didn’t have the bad habit of rummaging through other people’s things and was worried he might see something more he shouldn’t. So, he sat on the sofa, idly observing the room’s interior decoration.

Having been in this world for nearly 40 hours, he had a higher understanding of the current country’s development level. The characteristics of the steam era were visible in all aspects of life. Not only were there gas lamps and steam pipes, but intricate mechanical structures also appeared on various furniture. The bookcase’s side had an elevator controlled by large gears, pulleys, and ropes, things Shard had never seen in his world.

He never imagined he would come to a world like this. While he felt lost, he also tried to use his knowledge to make money. But he didn’t know much and didn’t have an exceptional memory, so he remained anxious about his future life.

Dr. Schneider appeared at 2:30. He had changed into a black overcoat.

As soon as he came in, he began to apologize:

“I’m terribly sorry, something completely unexpected occurred. I ordered a batch of sensitive drugs from the black market— No, don’t make that face, it’s not for my clinic patients. I don’t do such things. It’s for my personal mystical research, but there was an issue during reception. Really bad luck.”

As he spoke, he sat down again, and the maid followed, bringing a new pot of tea for the two gentlemen.

“So, have you decided?”

The doctor asked solemnly, his blue eyes looking into Shard’s. Having examined this body’s eye color in the mirror, Shard noted it was still the same dark brown that seemed almost black, just like before.

“I’ve decided.”

Shard sat upright and nodded, also solemnly giving his answer.

“I want to try to contact the poet-level relic [Dream of St. Byrence Comprehensive Academy].”

A broad smile appeared on the doctor’s face.

“Although today’s luck was bad, I found that, Detective Hamilton, everything related to you always goes smoothly.”

As one of the three major mystical academies, St. Byrence Comprehensive Academy had the ability to remotely transport [relics]. Since Shard was not yet an official ring warlock, Dr. Schneider naturally wouldn’t let him know how this method worked.

After waiting alone in the room for another ten minutes, the doctor came in with a black box.

It was really a black box, and besides being black, it had no other features. Shard didn’t immediately notice the seams of the box.

“[Dream of St. Byrence Comprehensive Academy] is a product of the previous epoch, the Fifth Epoch. The academy had just been established then by the legendary thirteen-ring warlock Miss Mana Feliana, who obtained this [relic] after a summer nap. This [relic] must be contained within a black space, which is rather easy containment for a [relic].”

“Was the academy only established in the previous epoch?”

Shard was a bit puzzled; he thought this was one of those ancient organizations lasting for several epochs.

“In reality, the five Churches of the True God and the three mystical academies all appeared in the previous epoch. Remember this common sense: The Fourth Epoch was one of darkness and chaos, with evil and distortion rampant in the world. The Fifth Epoch was the epoch of witches, where only women had magical abilities. Powerful witch emperors divided and fought among the city-states, and civilization made no progress in the Fifth Epoch. It was a wild and primitive epoch, but equally terrifying. In the Sixth Epoch, the supernatural faded, and human civilization could finally advance in the hands of ordinary people to the present age.”

The doctor didn’t introduce older epochs, and Shard didn’t ask. Both men sat on the sofa, with Dr. Schneider opening the box.

Looking inside, Shard saw the box filled with straw, on which lay a fleur-de-lis enamel snuff bottle, about palm-sized. The bottle was mainly dark blue, with bright yellow sunflowers painted on it, connected by golden lines, making one think of pleasant summer times.

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The Whispering Verses

The Whispering Verses

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Arriving in a new world where the steam industry is thriving, you inherit a three-story apartment in the kingdom's capital square. Accompanied by someone else's cat and listening to the whispers in your ear, you witness this strange and mysterious era. The epic of the Sixth Age is about to begin. Behind the curtains, the chosen ones will step into legend. Old gods, relics, steam, witches, detectives, ancient mysteries, the radiance of epochs... "Do you want to play a round of Lord Cards?" Time engraves the years, and the silver moon illuminates the shadows. I write legends for you, and you whisper verses for me.



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