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

However, Mr. Mischael told Colin in a very sincere tone that he had seen the sincerity and love in Mr. Gaiate's eyes—that for so many years he had been running around for his grandmother Sophia, that his love for her was beyond words, and that he completely empathized with Mr. Gaiate's loss of his beloved.


Therefore, he agreed to Mr. Gaiate's request, with his only condition being to observe the autopsy.


Given that, Colin happily accepted their request and witnessed their signing ceremony in the sacred hall of the Church.


This made Old Ferrero, who hurried over upon hearing the news, exclaim in amazement, "I thought they were going to fight."


"Did you tell Malin?" Colin looked at Old Ferrero, also fearing trouble.


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