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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

Fifty-One: A Warm Home

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Stepping out of the big room, Malin heard some faint noises and turned his head, only to see a small squirrel in the bushes.

Wait a minute, wasn't this squirrel the pet of that half-human?

Malin walked over, and the squirrel, upon seeing him, immediately puffed up its fur, but it seemed to be injured and could only move with its two front legs, so Malin picked it up.

"What's that?" asked old Hoffman, the mentor, who had stopped in his tracks when he saw the little animal in Malin's hands. As an experienced elder, he immediately recognized it as a spirit: "A spirit, Malin, kill it."

"No, this is the pet of the half-human apprentice, it no longer has an owner." Having said that, Malin healed the squirrel's wounds with the healing spell from the Blessing Spell Formation.

Having been healed, the squirrel stopped its aggressive gestures, and seemed to finally recognize Malin—the stranger who had once spoken with its owner.