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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
726 Chs

Chapter 320: The Endless Night (Part 2)

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"He will die from severe pneumonia after falling into the sea, and if not, he will likely suffer from some lingering illness. All of this — considering the state of his wallet — represents a debt too heavy to repay." The boss walked up to him, extended his hand, and patted his shoulder. "Mr. Malin has given you a medicament worth a fortune, freeing you from your ailments, while he, appearing very much the respectable society president, has no Mr. Malin to serve as his own boss. I suppose, this is just life."

"Yes, sir, my life was given to me by Mr. Malin. You're not wrong, this is life." The man sincerely replied.

"Remember, Mr. Malin once said, 'Kindness is a gift given to friends, and death is the best present for an enemy.'" The old soldier finished speaking, extending his hand. The other man nodded, then supported the old soldier's hand and lightly kissed the ring symbolizing power and duty that adorned it.