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?

ID. Which kidnapper

did that

“guard’s” patrol route

be a service staff or

unfamiliar, unlike any that

took a deep breath,

ready to act,” the person who had spoken

passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break the window. Be quick, or we’ll

Noland

soon as his voice faded, another man’s voice

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

I poured all the sleeping powder

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

voices on either side

heard their heavy breathing and

wooden floor let out a grating noise that made one’s ears

forced

can confirm

have time-traveled, and it was a soul-based

was right between two people who wanted to

and weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were all caused by the so-called sleeping

were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because they didn’t want to go to some Korabo

Lee could only feel a

he do now? If these two failed

Lee

of seats, lifting

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, did you hear

lift his eyelids, finally peering through

wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily

yellowed, glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling,

light barely illuminated the

Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and

this guy just call

Sin Soldier…

title. The body he occupied had

Noland Lee Jarvis, open your eyes

Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes

were lifeless, reacting weakly to the light, and

wrong with Sin Soldier

towards the

the corners of his mouth! It

from afar

sides of Noland

escapees simultaneously let out

“Now!”

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