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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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744 Chs

Chapter 43: Prelude

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Malin naturally understood the mayor's family's shock and anger—if it was said that there was no conflict between the authority of the Church and that of mortals, then the whole world would laugh.

After all, the very fact that the Church had its own private armed forces, such as the guardians, was an indirect strike at mortal authority because, in any case, there would always be some people who would not kneel to the king.

But in this world, unlike in other fictional stories, there weren't many who liked to incite discord between the realms of mortals and the Church—because there were always too many dangers and threats in this world, such as spirits and those of a different kind, which made the world so terrifying that mortals would invariably choose to band together for warmth, whether they were kings, protectors of the realm, leaders, or anything else, they all communicated well with the Church.