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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
714 Chs

Ninety-two: Winter Story (Part One)_2

At last, it was Jessica, the wolf girl, who entered the room today wearing a windbreaker, long pants, and little leather boots. As she took off her scarf, she leaned down and kissed Malin on the forehead, then furrowed her brows, "Malin, haven't you grown taller?"

"Mr. Malin has gotten taller," Lillim, who was drinking apple juice, promptly responded.

Upon hearing this, Jessica smiled, "That's great. My dumb old dad was worrying about what we'd do if Malin couldn't grow taller."

"If Mr. Malin got taller, he would certainly look very handsome," Clovis, who was eating snacks, chimed in.

"My brother is always the best," Maya said, very proud.

"If he couldn't grow taller, that wouldn't be so bad, right?" Faye suddenly spoke up from aside.

Malin was all question marks — what was this silly girl so happy about if he didn't grow tall?

The girls seemed to find the topic very interesting and started whispering among themselves.