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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 Fifty-Two: Night of the Empty Nesters

Watching her own father walk into the grand mansion holding an umbrella, Margaret smiled and offered the proper respect to her father and the king of this kingdom, standing at the doorway.

After handing over the umbrella to her attendant behind her, His Majesty took off his cloak: "Margaret, I saw Colin today at the northern ruins."

"You two had drinks again?" As a woman, Margaret instantly focused on the critical detail that her father had not mentioned in his entire sentence.

"A man should indeed drink," the middle-aged man said with a hearty laugh, then glanced at Margaret: "Where's your sister Faye?"

"She's at her classmate's house playing." Margaret smiled as she took her father's cloak and hung it on the rack by the annex door—avoiding extravagance and waste was a family teaching of the Mowish family; back before becoming king, the Mowish family was just a duke in the south.

They had no such unrealistic troubles.