Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

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

Lee forced a smile,

Lee as if he was a real history assistant teacher instead of a Sin

and quickly extended his right

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

squeezed Noland

888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how

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

spoke calmly,

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

Corporal Mars weighed heavily on

well known that reconnaissance teams faced the

held true even when

greater was the danger when

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

took a seat on a chair

fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of the Undead Cult has lingered

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

executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents

reading the documents, falling into a frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were

change in temperament, becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would

society, but eventually, they were rooted out

Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the

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

social events jointly sent

the Undead Cult, or severe torture will

trembled

the education I received at

academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come

have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings

Corporal Mars smiled:

person coming to see you would not be an officer like me from

pocket, retrieving an envelope from

why you receive treatment that is significantly different

talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand, it’s

handed the letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter to

seal and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils contracted sharply as he immediately closed the

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.