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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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One hundred and forty-nine: Conversation (5)_2

Hearing the cry from downstairs, Kadov rounded his desk, pushed open the door, and then he and his guest heard the shouting coming from downstairs.

"Orlando is still so young! What has happened here?"

"We discovered it too late! Damn it!"

Descending the stairs to the hall, Kadov saw the young officer surrounded by several policemen: "It's Orlando! What's going on?"

"Chief Kadov, we just came in and found Orlando here, we were just trying to save him," said an officer who had stopped performing chest compressions, panting as he spoke.

"Why did you stop!" Kadov roared loudly.

"It's a cerebral hemorrhage, chest compressions won't save this condition, Chief," another officer said, removing his hand from Orlando's forehead: "It's too late, Chief, the blood has already filled the entire skull, and my spell formation can no longer have an effect."