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

As the elements aligned perfectly, it seemed that even the lights in the hall dimmed, and everyone beheld the scene under the night sky, saw a carriage parked beside Sir Malin, and when a piece of black bread that could bounce off the ground was thrown from the lowered window, both the patriarch of the Ailan family and Prime Minister Sanders, who had been swearing, suddenly fell silent as if their throats had been seized.


As the carriage driver placed his hand on the gun holster, and Sir Malin picked up the small piece of black bread, Hagelberry realized why disaster had struck; Sir Malin could have stood up and scolded them, yet he ultimately picked up and ate the bread... The killing intent was clear to all.


To insult the Legendary, in whichever kingdom, is a crime punishable by death without life.


Even a trial is needless, for the Legendary personally taking action means death is certain.


Section 535: Bright Mirror (Part 2)_3