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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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Section 182: Intertwined Fate (Part Three)

"Your Excellency, I saw flashes of light, it must be the muzzle flashes!" The child's voice from behind took Malin by surprise, and he turned his head with some difficulty, only to see Cain, the boy, holding a pot lid over his head. Noticing Malin's gaze, the little rascal broke into a grin, and at the same time, a censored bar-like object fell out of his nose.

He was so much like Malin himself in his younger years.

"The little bugger," Malin took out a handkerchief to wipe the boy's nose. "Where did you see the flashes?"

"On our way here, there was a three-story building ruin by the roadside. The light was at the top, near the edge of a window," Cain said, looking at Malin apologetically, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, for dirtying your handkerchief."

"It's nothing." Malin tucked the handkerchief away, unconcerned with how dirty the kid might be.