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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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715 Chs

One Hundred and Ninety-One: The Name of the Person (Part One)_3

I heard it was the idea of the Noble Council in the Central Administrative Province to refuse refugees, which is really annoying. Although this thing is now just a doormat for the Mowish royal family, a doormat cannot defy its master, but can still cause trouble for the master and others, which isn't too pleasant. My attention turned to page five and I was a little surprised—Princess Margaret is closely associated with a mysterious person, and there's a photo to prove it.

I immediately focused on the photo and then realized that this mysterious person... if not Colin, then who else could it be?

Wait, is Colin still a mystery to the folks in the Central Administrative Province?

But in the Carterburg region, this is not a secret at all.