webnovel

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
510 Chs

Section 93: Joint Action

Throughout the entire winter, Malin had lived a routine life: getting up in the morning to eat breakfast made by Maya, taking Maya to the Church for lessons, and then returning home in the evening. Malin would cook two dishes for dinner, which he shared with Maya and the girl who came over for a free meal.

When Faye was around, Malin would discuss the content of novels with him and also talk about issues related to spell formations, usually sharing his insights on casting. In terms of learning, Malin was completely a natural talent; he just had to look at a spell formation once, remember it, and he would be able to use it.

Faye said that just these nine words were enough to infuriate almost all casters on the entire continent.

To this, Malin admitted he was powerless because it truly was a talent; he could only say that his paternal bloodline made him a genius in spells.