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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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One hundred and forty-nine: Conversation (5)

"Good morning, Mr. Mischael." Noticing the noble's appearance at the entrance of the police station, the young patrol officer, Orlando Carter, quickly opened the door for him.

This was a well-known noble of Carterburg, who, having survived an assassination attempt, had to report to the station weekly, just like a few other nobles.

"Good morning, Mr. Orlando," the noble replied with a smile.

Orlando Carter was momentarily taken aback—the young officer recalled that Mr. Mischael shouldn't know him, wondering how he knew his name.

With such a question in mind, before Orlando could voice it, he saw the gentleman point toward his chest. The young patrol officer looked down and spotted his dog tags on his uniform.

So that was it. Orlando chuckled awkwardly, "Your Excellency, I really never thought that you would notice that."