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.

right? A history assistant teacher from Bowerthain City

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

as if he was a real history assistant teacher instead

and quickly extended his right hand to

Lulenna Mars, a sergeant of the Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your

Noland Lee’s hand

aboard, Jarvis—I won’t call you Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the undead.

Captain Mars. I’m Noland Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I will

calmly, but sighed

he received was worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable and showed no signs of deliberately

by Corporal Mars weighed heavily

that reconnaissance teams

held true even when

greater was the danger when facing

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a chair opposite the bed and

the Empire and the Undead Cult has been going on for quite some time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the

fragments flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all

people were executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents spread

frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were killed on the spot by security

the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events,

society, but eventually, they were rooted out by

Undead Cult scriptures have caused great

known as the “Death Herald Guild” and have been the primary

jointly sent a

of the Undead Cult,

trembled slightly, responding

the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received at Bowerthain City College, Chief

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

not read the Undead

Corporal Mars smiled:

see you would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4,

reached into his inner coat pocket, retrieving

that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I

and should not be treated as a cheap

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

seal and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.