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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

Section 197: City of Tears (1)_3

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Malin was about to jump down when another message leaped into his mind.

"My brother told me that you can still be trusted now, since you once faced terror, and then were brought back to this world by the Lord of Justice. It seems that Carterburg did a good job keeping it a secret, or my brother is lying to me. If it's the former, listen well; if it's the latter, first I'll kill him, and then find time to kill you... because you are no longer yourself."

"Spit it out, old man."

Malin retorted.

"Well, listen carefully. If what you heard truly is the song of a Child of the Holy Nest, then you can try to communicate with her. According to the scriptures, they are a civilization capable of communication. Although they didn't sign the civilization convention, at least in the past they always understood human language, so... give it a try, and see if you can end this nightmare for us."