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Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Half-step Purgatory · Sci-fi

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721 Chs

Chapter 142: Winter Night (II)_2

"Lovely Miss! May I know your name?" he came before Malin, bending down to ask.

The girls tilted their heads in unison.

Malin propped her chin with one hand, murderous intent surging in her heart.

Meanwhile, Secretary Karen smiled and patted the young man's shoulder, "Sir, the gentleman sitting in front of you is Mr. Malin from the House of Gaiate."

Another young man grabbed his friend's arm and ran.

"Malin, you should tidy up your hair," Faye whispered in Malin's ear.

"Well, after I'm done here, I'll find a barbershop." Malin twirled a lock of her long hair with her finger, nodding somewhat absentmindedly.

At this moment, the secretary made a welcoming gesture, "The president is inside, please come upstairs."

"Thank you." Malin stood up, leading the girls upstairs.

The white-bearded old man sat behind the long table, as before, his hands covering the lower half of his face.

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