Half-step Purgatory

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.

Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

"Do you see that, Miriam? A true winner in life, seven times better than me," Logan eyed Malin, then turned to his lover with a sigh. The lover smiled brilliantly, looking utterly satisfied, a stark contrast that made Malin marvel—if it were the old Logan, with his glib tongue, this girl would have twisted his waist into mush long ago, unlike now, where they could share both refined and popular tastes and still win her smile.


"Speaking of which, Logan, just how many cousins do you have?" After shaking hands with Logan's two cousins, Malin turned to his business partner, who wore a look of embarrassment: "Well, I'm not too clear on that myself."


Malin thought Logan's family must have once borne the name Habsburg.


After greeting all the young people who had come to the ceremony, Malin also introduced Rewo to the curious, emphasizing her identity—a Mage, an Alchemist.


In front of such a status, being a Domestic Fairy was just a minor issue.


Chapter 414: Silent Days (1)