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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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510 Chs

Chapter 143: Winter Night (III)

Shelton Brice of the House of Brice, as the third in line for succession, had enough bloodline, only sixteen years old, and already standing at two and a half meters, he was the only child of his generation with the chance to grow as tall as three meters.

Three meters, that was a height only standard giants possessed, and even though it might be considered short among male giants, it was enough to look down upon all creatures.

But that was just for the southern giants; in the North, Frost Giants were even taller and stronger. Even their females had an average height of around three meters.

So, when Shelton heard that Malin was of mixed Frost Giant blood, he really wanted to befriend him.

Regarding his sister's death, Shelton knew that it wasn't Malin's fault from the beginning to the end. If not for that assassin, his sister and her friends wouldn't have rushed to the scene and would've been able to retreat safely had they not been called out.