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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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Chapter 245: I Have a Dream (4)

In the choice between "dead poor bastard" and "dead comrade," Malin used the Stonewall, first to block the initial volley of bullets. Two World Tree Saplings whipped around from either side, knocking those mind-controlled poor sods to the ground.

"When I watched you crush that prince's skull on the video, you didn't show your merciful side," the old Bishop of the Church of Justice crawled out from under the vehicle. He took in the damaged street, the figures knocked to the ground, and the Revolver extended to him. Accepting the firearm, he placed it back in the holster behind his waist: "Please forgive my test of you."