Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 2

Translator: 549690339

Prologue:

People think suffering makes one stronger, but in reality, most are tormented by suffering to the point of disfigurement.

They are weakened, disabled, barely hanging onto life, until they die.

…

“Shh, don’t rush to act yet. Let’s confirm the guard’s patrol route once more.”

In the noisy train, someone was whispering, conspiring about something.

Noland Lee’s vision was pitch black, his eyelids as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t lift his upper eyelids, let alone open his eyes to see who was murmuring beside him.

What’s going on…

Am I not in my own home?

Why can I hear the sound of the train wheels and strangers talking?

Oh, I remember now.

I stayed up too late last night and fell asleep at the table before closing my computer. The sounds of the train and conversation must be coming from the sound system.

Noland Lee’s senses were slowly recovering.

The pungent smell of cheap tobacco entered his nose, causing it to itch.

However, as his body was unresponsive and he couldn’t move his limbs, Noland Lee could only silently endure the discomfort.

Meanwhile, the swaying sensation of the moving train became much clearer.

Noland Lee could feel the vibrations of the wheels rolling over stones.

The subtle details felt so real that it instantly overturned Noland Lee’s previous assumption.

Am I not at home?!

Noland Lee was shocked.

He tried again to lift his eyelids but still couldn’t open his eyes.

Considering the whispers he heard earlier, a disconcerting thought popped into his head..

Was he kidnapped?

days, even buying a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport

that guy

the “guard’s” patrol

it be a service staff or

language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he could understand it

took a deep breath, had

the person who

trip him up, and I’ll break

sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next to the

voice faded, another man’s voice

seems to be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough? Did

up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep him asleep until we reach the Korabo Legion’s

wants to go can go. We brothers won’t. I’d rather jump off the train and die

either side fell

their heavy breathing and the increasingly closer

the approaching guard took, the wooden floor let out a grating noise that made one’s ears

forced himself to

can confirm now

and it was

right between two people

headache and weakness, the inability to open his eyes,

apparently drugged someone else on the

Lee could only feel a

do now? If these two failed to escape, would he be

Noland Lee Jarvis, lift your

row of seats, lifting his chin with the iron rod in

hear me? Lift

his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see the scene in front of

was an old, wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling dark red

yellowed, glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling,

barely illuminated the

face, not very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing

this guy just

Sin Soldier…

this was not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten into

Noland Lee Jarvis, open

Lee’s eyelids open and examined his

to the light, and contracting

There’s something wrong with Sin Soldier Noland Lee

shouted towards the front of the

unidentified white powder at the corners of his mouth! It

from afar

both sides of Noland Lee

two would-be escapees simultaneously let out a low

“Now!”

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