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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
Not enough ratings
714 Chs

Chapter 238: Embrace (2)_2

"No, I won't insult a great father like you, I've seen everything you've done for Cohen, thank you." Malin reached out his hand and gave the Earl a gentle shake, then watched as he snatched back the large bag: "You actually don't believe in your own father! You bastard!" the old father yelled with all his might.

"Father, I am a special operative."

"To hell with that! I've never been as worried about my younger son as I have these past few days! I'm afraid you were dead! Dead and beyond my help, do you understand! The power of Mr. Malin... you have no idea the kind of terrifying opponent you're facing!" The old father said frantically, "I thought you were a goner! Done for! About to be squashed by Mr. Malin's hammer all over the hallway!"

"Really?" Cohen looked at his father.

"You'd better ask your new friend what he thinks," the father said, out of breath, pointing at Malin.

So Cohen turned to look at Malin.