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.

Lee Jarvis, right? A

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

he was a real history assistant teacher

and quickly extended

Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I

squeezed Noland

numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the

I’m Noland Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I will follow orders and give my

Lee spoke calmly, but

His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable and showed no signs

by Corporal Mars weighed heavily on Noland Lee’s

was well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger

held true even when facing

the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a seat on a chair opposite the bed and then

that the war between the Empire and the Undead Cult has been going on for quite some time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of the Undead Cult has lingered over the

mind, all taken from the

local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents spread by the Undead Cult

of self-mutilation or attacking others, and

and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events, endangering the

eventually, they were rooted

more, the followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused

“Death Herald Guild” and have been the primary enemy of

sent a warning

the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult, or severe torture

gaze trembled slightly,

Undead Cult is limited to the education

that, whether it’s teaching in the academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come into

I believe you have not read

Corporal Mars smiled:

person coming to see you would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a

into his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from it and

that is significantly different

and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand, it’s because of this letter in my

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

caught a

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.