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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
Peringkat tidak cukup
505 Chs

Section 304: LeParrain (4)_3

It's the kind that's loaded with six bullets in six chambers.

At this point in the banter, Malin couldn't help but speak up, "I heard a kid say you wanted to see me, and now I'm here. Can you put aside your grudge with that gentleman and talk to me first?"

"Yes, sir, I indeed wanted to have a good talk with you,"

"Are you talking about how you want to be Malin's dog? Sorry, but you must not know the saying about wizards and dogs."

"Shut your filthy mouth, you royal dog, look at your disgusting self. Look at the people here, how many of them have encountered you on the run."

"Have they met them?" Malin pondered for a moment, sensing the malice in the gentleman's words, but he truly couldn't pinpoint where this hostility was coming from.

"No," the person in charge shook his head.

"Indeed they haven't, because those who encountered you were either hanged on the gallows or dragged to death by horses."