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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.

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Section 184: Familiar Strangers (Part Two)

Who is Elsa?

Malin instinctively sensed something was amiss. His high intuition sometimes provided such steadiness that it even made him feel fear, but this name, Elsa, filled Malin with a sense of relief, akin to the comfort an aging father feels seeing his offspring grow.

What's going on? Malin turned around, signaling an apprentice to come over. The latter, puzzled, trotted over nonetheless: "Mr. Malin, is there something you need?"

"Do you recognize the person in the painting?" Malin asked the boy.

He glanced at the photo frame in Malin's hand, fell silent for a moment, and then looked at Malin uncertainly: "Mr. Malin, there's no one in the photo frame."

"No one?" Malin was taken aback, first confirming there was nothing wrong with himself by instantly casting a Psychic Shield, and then he granted one to the boy.

After staring at each other for a moment, the boy's color improved slightly: "Mr. Malin, there really is no one."