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.

are Noland Lee Jarvis, right? A history assistant teacher

Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile,

Noland Lee as if he

was somewhat taken aback, and quickly

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 new

Noland

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

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

calmly, but sighed

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

every word spoken by Corporal Mars weighed heavily on

was well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most

even when

how much greater was the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

took a seat on a chair opposite the bed

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 Empire, causing fear and unrest. How

Lee’s mind, all taken from

many people were executed by local law enforcement after

frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were

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

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

the followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to

“Death Herald Guild” and have

events jointly sent a warning to Noland

the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult,

trembled

Undead Cult is limited to the

local adventure teams

I believe you have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings on

Corporal Mars smiled:

like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from

pocket, retrieving an envelope from it

that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I will give you

every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand, it’s because of this

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

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

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.