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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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712 Chs

Section 233: Everyone is a bridge to happiness for each other (2)

Peering out of the carriage window, Malin saw Cohen near the entrance to the Underground City not far away. He whistled, and Milani who was combing her hair, hopped back into Malin's hood.

After adjusting his collar, Malin pushed open the carriage door and jumped down once the carriage had stopped.

"Why hasn't Logan come?" Cohen was dressed in formal adventurer attire today. He noticed Malin was alone.

It seemed to be out of curiosity that he asked.

Malin shook his head, "That guy can't make it, he twisted his back last night."

"Oh, that curious bastard, I've seen his girlfriend, lucky chap!" Cohen pointed at Malin and laughed like a pig's head blooming in boiling water.

"Let's go." Malin said with a smile, slapping Cohen's back, "Let's get your business sorted out early, I still have a dinner to attend."

"A dinner?" As they started walking, Cohen asked as if in passing.