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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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504 Chs

Chapter 67: After Finishing the Official Business

The head of the National Publishing House in Carterburg was an old man with a white beard. His secretary led Malin and his companions into the office. The old man, wearing thick, black-framed glasses, gestured for the three to sit down and then motioned to his secretary to go to the liquor cabinet, "What would you like to drink?"

"Coffee, with two sugars," Faye chose.

"Sweet milk," said Maya, followed by a yawn. The little Cat Girl had found the journey here to be deadly dull and it looked like the boredom was going to continue. Plus, she couldn't enjoy her brother petting her head to comfort her, and she was on the brink of boredom induced explosion.

"Black tea with a splash of brandy," Malin felt he should have some style, like ordering the special beverage of some admiral whose leg artery had been shattered by an assassin's bullet.