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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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510 Chs

Section 236: Everyone is a bridge to happiness for each other (5)

Unable to contain his eagerness, he leapt down from the carriage. His Majesty, the King of the Sydney Union, hummed the most popular tune of the moment and entered his palace with a dance in his step.

The old butler, who had opened the door for him, nodded with a smile, "Your Majesty, you seem to be in high spirits today."

"Of course, old Jim, there's nothing better than hearing good news after an all-night meeting." Shaking hands with the old man as he used to do when he was a child, the King had returned to his own home. He quickly performed a ballet pirouette on tiptoe and then spread his hands wide, "Jacob."

A half-human poked his head out of the corner fish tank, which was in his sovereign's blind spot, and on his head was still a struggling fish, "Your Majesty, could you pick a better blind spot next time?"