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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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Section 112: Moonlight (Part One)_2

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That night in the wilderness, they made camp.

Malin, as usual, began to set up the defense, noting that the captain of the mercenary squad seemed to want to say something, but he ultimately remained silent.

Was it doubt about his own abilities? Malin wondered, but doubt was indeed warranted, after all, the one giving orders in front of him was a child, and any rational adult would engage in such skeptical behavior.

First, Malin set up a very common pressure plate trap near the forest close to the camp, using materials found in the forest itself—branches dehydrated with a spell, then sharpened with a dagger, tied together with vines, and covered with brush to conceal the trigger mechanism.

He used no metal or leather. The middle-aged man watched until Malin tested the trap and the sharpened branches that formed the 'stakes' suddenly shot up to a height of about one meter and sixty centimeters.