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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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724 Chs

Chapter 253: Ordinary (Part 2)

After hammering those kids, Malin carried the World Tree Hammer back to the mage seats. When he passed by the Church of the War God's mage seats, the lady called out to Malin.

Out of respect for a lady, Malin stopped, "What is it, madam?"

"You truly are very suited to the War God's Path, child." As soon as the lady spoke, it almost made Malin run—what's the deal with your Church of the War God? Why does everyone have such a hard head? The old man from Carterburg said the same thing to you, but what was the result?

Thinking about this, Malin sighed, "Madam, I am living quite well in the Church of the Goddess of Harvest. Here, I have friends who are as dear to me as life itself. I have a loving partner with whom I share mutual affection, and mentors who have given me so much. I truly have no reason to abandon all this to choose a path I do not delight in. So, I must politely decline your kind offer."

"I knew it, my brother said the same." The lady said with a smile.