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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 One Hundred Fifteen: Arrival_2

Pamir City has been anything but peaceful recently, and now it seems that the robbers are no longer satisfied with just raiding caravans. Should we contact headquarters and call for a detachment of Punisher Knights to come and loosen the muscles of those foolhardy robbers around Pamir City?

"No, we had a fight with the City Guard," the Assistant Priest said, "Seventeen of them died."

The two Bishops cocked their heads, feeling as if they had heard a joke.

"This joke isn't funny, what happened?" the Bishop of the Church of Justice frowned, "Where is Mr. Malin?"

The Assistant Priest pointed to the carriage behind him, and then the two dignitaries saw Malin push open the carriage door and pull out the City Prefect of Pamir City, who was bound into a motionless package by bandages and splints.

"What happened, Your Excellency the City Prefect, how come you are here?"