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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 · Khoa huyễn
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Chapter Three Hundred: Parting Ways to Meet Again (7)

Having returned Margaret to Colin, Malin stood outside the Church's grand gates, where the cold breeze woke his overworked mind—instead of continuing to speculate where that damn Chaos attribute of Mischael's came from, it'd be wiser to ponder why he and Mischael had not come to blows inside Benevolent Hospital.

For starters, Benevolent Hospital may have a large Array, much like the Harvest Church of Carterburg possessed a grand defensive array that could transport all ill-intentioned folks into Subspace; the hospital's Array probably could influence the subconscious of both parties, preventing them from fighting within its bounds.

This was a guess, since he felt that whether it was Mr. Mischael or himself, whether they would be affected was indeed a question.

Another thought was—they indeed considered taking action, but ultimately chose to keep the peace under the influence of the Array and the responsibilities they bore.