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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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741 Chs

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Return_2

Malin smiled and nodded his head, "Apart from love, friendship, and faith, everything in this world has a price."

"Why don't those three have a price?" the girl asked again, with a touch more curiosity in her voice.

"Love is a priceless treasure that one person can give to another; friendship is a beautiful scroll painted together by two people who trust and recognize each other; and faith is the shield that guards the softest part of each person's heart," Malin said, turning to the girl. "The rest are just trivial things of this world that can be priced and sold at will."

Malin did not know if anyone could truly understand his words, nor did he expect them to, for in the end, there was no one who could truly understand himself.

Even Faye, who held his hand with a giggly smile, was not the girl who could truly understand him.

But as a man, it's better not to be too picky.