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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
727 Chs

Forty-sixth Lesson: One Step at a Time

Soon enough, students began to arrive, and seeing the situation at hand, these young people said nothing; instead, they cooperated willingly with the screening... to which Malin could only say these guys were a little too practiced at this, truly a heart-wrenching sight.

Then again, if you choose art and have a love for beauty, you should know what you might encounter in this damned world.

As the investigation proceeded, Malin found out none of the students had any issue—not even the girls in Julian's daughter's class.

"It seems we are up against a very cunning opponent," the Justice Maiden also shared her viewpoint, for them, justice was never about talking—it was about doing: "What she's done is very covert, but excessive is as bad as deficient. For an academy established by the Church of Art and Beauty, it's just too clean."

"Is there such a saying?" Malin asked, curious.

"Yes, there is," the Justice Maiden nodded.