Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

Then, he invited over that great woman. From the moment Malin laid eyes on her, he immediately understood the leader hadn’t exaggerated—this was indeed a legendary warrior. Though the years had left countless scars on her body, her appearance remained vigorous and far from aged.

In this world, it’s common for legendary War Practitioners to live for a century or two without issue.

"Hello, guest from our homeland," the lady greeted Malin. Similar to her husband, the moment she saw Malin, her pupils noticeably widened. It was evident that, like her husband Wanda, she had seen people resembling Malin before.

"Greetings, madam. It’s truly a blessing to witness a pair of people so genuinely in love. I understand now why you didn’t reveal yourself earlier, and I can relate." Malin reached out his hand to shake hers.

The appearance of the zombies wasn’t appealing, no matter how clean Mr. Wanda seemed to be. To the average person, they’re practically an entirely different species. That Mr. Wanda managed to win over a legendary War Practitioner as his wife was... well, a role model for men everywhere.

See? Even though this lady’s arm was thicker than Malin’s waist, and it seemed like a single punch from her could leave Wanda begging for his life, the love between them was clearly real.

This realization caused Malin to ponder further. Since these two had seen people like him before, combined with their prior statements, he couldn’t help but question the Sage Raphael and the clues he had gathered earlier. Malin began to suspect his father’s identity.

Who exactly was the father of this body?

While carefully hiding his curiosity, Malin noticed the child approaching: "By the way, your child..." "My name is Quetos."

The child’s voice was sharp enough to make Malin glance at her mother.

"She’s a girl." Her mother’s face was filled with a tender smile.