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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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729 Chs

Seventy-five: Contact

As the captain of a mercenary squad who had just taken on the task of protecting Miss Shela of the Mischael family, Jack was feeling some regrets—truly, very regrets.

Having accepted the task from the young family head of the Mischael family, Jack had originally thought that his mercenary squad only needed to follow behind the promising young Apprentices and go north to kill some skinless creatures of different kind, after which they could make a fortune—with the Apprentices' Spell Formations, those of them without Spell Talent could easily kill those creatures.

But what he hadn't anticipated was that these Apprentices... were too young.

They were practically just a bunch of kids.

Especially that little fellow named Malin, who was the smallest of all the children.

Clearly the child most in need of care, yet he was carrying a big square pack on his back and also a gun that was huge for him.

Is this kid really alright? Jack had his doubts.