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

The Thanan girl who walked out of the portal followed behind her father's envoy, noticing that nearby people were paying attention to her attire, which she somewhat took for granted—not every Thanan could ignore the cold and snow.


As a Thanan wizard, she wore the simple battle robes of a Thanan War Witch, with neither wide sleeves nor a hem dragging on the ground, all replaced by pants that suited her.


Her arms were covered in tattoos, and her porcelain skin did not change with the cold.


"Meng, while Father and the members of the envoy will go to meet His Majesty Manheim of the Northern Kingdom, you'll go meet your friend, right?" Her father approached.


"Yes, we've been in touch, Lulu is in this city. After I find her, I will stay there, and I can't be bothered with adult affairs." The girl said with a smile.


"Alright, but remember to stay safe. I heard the Tide of the Dead in the Western Human World is coming sooner, and I don't want my daughter kidnapped by the Chaos Cult."


Section 520: Scenery of Light (Part 3)