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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

Fifty-nine: Negotiation_2

But she would eventually grow old and die, and the thought of entrusting Goethe to a completely unknown woman was unbearable for Manli. Anna's arrival pleased her greatly—a High Elf, detached from human regimes, and even if Goethe aged, she could never become a queen. Yet, any children she bore would be the King's progeny.

This was why Manli tolerated the uninvited robber and also why she was willing to relinquish her attempts to secure more power for Sigro when the situation was hopeless.

"The Queen, Lady Anna is outside," her maid said, after opening the door to the bathing chamber.

"Please, invite my sister in," Manli replied with a smile, turning eagerly to the door to watch her sister enter the bath chamber, watch her undress in the changing area and wrap herself in a bath towel before slipping into the bath to sit down.

"Sister Manli, you've been staring at me; is there something on your mind?"