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 assistant

Chief Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile, “but

extended his hand to Noland Lee as if he was a real history assistant teacher instead

was somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended his right hand to

Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your current

Noland Lee’s hand

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. Don’t

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

Lee spoke calmly, but sighed

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

Mars weighed heavily

that reconnaissance teams

true even

the danger

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

on a chair opposite the bed and

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

flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all taken from

executed by local law enforcement after reading the

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

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

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

of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to

Herald Guild”

various social events jointly sent a

forbidden writings of the Undead

trembled slightly, responding without

knowledge of the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received

in the academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come into contact with any

you have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings

Corporal Mars smiled:

would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department

Mars reached into his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from it and held in

that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers.

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

Noland Lee,

and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils contracted sharply

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.