Constructing-Style Wizard

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The exterior of the steam locomotive was almost indistinguishable from a large, mobile black coffin.

It had a square iron body, four iron-clad wheels, and a front-facing steam boiler that released puffs of white steam with a gurgling sound.

From a traveler’s perspective, it resembled a tractor…

After departing from the Korabo Legion Fortress, the steam locomotive entered a desolate area filled with ruins.

Lacking any suspension for the carriage, it moved up and down along the rough terrain.

Noland Lee held onto the edge of a seat to steady himself.

The journey on the steam locomotive lasted much longer than Noland Lee had anticipated.

From the time he boarded until the faint glow of sunset penetrated the cloudy sky, at least four hours had passed.

Just as the setting sun was about to disappear, the steam locomotive finally came to a halt at a temporary campsite.

Such a lengthy journey had completely drained Noland Lee’s energy, leaving him weak and famished.

By the time he got off the train on an empty stomach and was led by a soldier into a single-person tent, all light had vanished from the sky, replaced by slowly rolling dark clouds.

…

Inside the single-person tent, a coal lamp in the corner emitted a warm glow.

Noland Lee held a tray and shoved the pasty dinner into his mouth.

“Chief Officer.” a soldier outside raised his hand to salute as a person approached.

Noland Lee looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a military officer entering the tent.

Noland Lee immediately put down his tray and stood up, saying:

“Good evening, Chief Officer.”

The newcomer took off his cap, revealing short blond hair and handsome features. Although he wasn’t as bulky as the Imperial Lieutenant, he stood tall and strong.

He placed the cap on the bedside table and glanced up and down at Noland Lee, seemingly scrutinizing him and also confirming his identity.

Unexpectedly to Noland Lee, the officer’s tone was quite gentle, unlike the other cold soldiers.

Noland Lee Jarvis, right? A history

Chief Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile, “but that’s all in

he was a real history assistant teacher instead of

aback, and quickly extended his right hand to

Mars, a sergeant of the Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your current and future superior, and you are the

Noland

you Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember…

Sin Soldier. I will follow orders and give

spoke calmly, but sighed

treatment he received was worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite

spoken by Corporal Mars weighed

that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger in

even when facing human

much greater was the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

took a seat on a chair opposite the bed and then

the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow

memory fragments flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all taken from

after reading the corrupt documents spread by the Undead Cult

frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were killed

and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly

eventually, they were rooted out by the Empire’s Division Intelligence Unit

scriptures have caused great

an illegal organization known as the “Death Herald Guild” and have been the primary enemy

events jointly sent a warning to

oneself with the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult, or

Lee’s gaze trembled slightly, responding

the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received at

joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come into contact with any taboo

not read

Corporal Mars smiled:

an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from Division Intelligence Unit

retrieving an envelope from it

why you receive treatment that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I

every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap

the letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter to open and read

the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.