Constructing-Style Wizard

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“Name?”

The guard sat across from Noland Lee, asking without lifting his head. A yellowed notebook lay open on the table in front of him.

“Noland Lee Jarvis.”

“Age?”

“Twenty-one.”

The guard flicked his ink pen at the floor, scribbling some words carelessly in the notebook:

“Ah, you can speak fluently already and without any confusion in your consciousness. It seems that the severe vomiting and diarrhea didn’t damage your brain.”

“Vomiting and diarrhea?” Noland Lee was slightly taken aback.

“Yes, vomiting and diarrhea.” The guard glanced at Noland Lee, a warning in his gaze:

“If anyone asks what happened on the carriage, you only have these few words, got it? Vomiting and diarrhea.”

The guards on the train must be afraid of someone leaking that sleeping powder was brought onboard.

It was an unexpected incident with potentially big or small consequences.

It all depended on how the informant handled it.

Beneath the eaves, Noland Lee honestly replied:

“Yes, vomiting and diarrhea.”

“Good.” The guard nodded in satisfaction, pinching the cigarette in his mouth with his fingers, flicking ash into the ashtray on the table before moving it back and taking a hard drag.

As he exhaled a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling, he lamented:

“If only all the sin soldiers were as honest as you. It would save us a lot of trouble. Cleaning up blood, sweeping glass fragments, and fixing windows; I was almost outdone by the trouble those two bastards caused.”

The guard wrote a few more words and continued talking to himself, seemingly treating this task of taking a statement as a rare break.

from the Suffering Borderland just because they dug up a few graves and sold some illegal tomb artifacts in South

in a good mood and wanting to pry some information, Noland

Officer, according to you, are those two

called Chief Officer and his liking

skilled than ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing

took a

don’t

good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed. They are well-versed in tomb mechanisms and the obscure

strife over the sharing of the spoils, local officers

Lee narrowed his

detected an unusual

only three sin soldiers in the

tomb-robbing brothers who met

brothers were proficient in the Tatis ancient

So was Noland Lee.

with some expertise in archaeology, were placed in

it a coincidence or

the purpose behind the

steam train, followed by the harsh noise of brake pads coupling

train was

to

and looked out the window, pressing his face against the glass to

rose up on the

a distinctly medieval architectural style, with the flickering lights on the outer walls

Sin Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, your graveyard

guard closed the notebook in front of him and stuffed it

of you… Don’t die too quickly. If you are cautious enough and careful enough, you might survive three corps

one hand and pinched out the cigarette in his

placed the remaining bit of the cigarette

hide it well. Cigarettes are the most sought-after thing in Korabo

Chief Officer. I understand.”

a few times to let the guard’s saliva dry quickly, and finally tucked the cigarette butt into

be the guard’s

even become a

…

Legion Fortress, slowly stopping