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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 Two Hundred and Seventeen: Life is Like a Play (Part Two)_2

But he truly didn't dare to say those words out loud; the last time someone did, their head was chopped off by a Pansao cat-person that very day.

Who knows how many Apprentices that madman has taught.

It's really fatal.

"Hey there, isn't that old Donald? What brings you here today?" the young elf called out to Donald, waving his hand. This elf was also a regular in the large dining hall, and while his identity was inscrutable, one felt a bone-chilling coldness upon approaching him, making it clear to Donald that this was certainly no ordinary being.

As for why he could still hop around after drinking soup made with Holy Water, that was a secret Donald did not wish to uncover.

Sometimes, secrets are as deadly as poison.

"Ails Huanan, greetings," Donald said to the elf, having thought this over.