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.

Jarvis, right? A history assistant teacher from Bowerthain

Lee forced a smile, “but that’s all in

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

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

Mars squeezed Noland Lee’s

No. 888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier

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

spoke calmly, but

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

Mars weighed

that reconnaissance teams faced

held true even when facing human

greater was the danger when facing

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a seat on a chair opposite the bed

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

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

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

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

weather in the Suffering Borderland. They

were rooted out by the Empire’s Division

the followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage

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

sent a warning to Noland

writings of the Undead Cult, or severe torture will

gaze trembled slightly,

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

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

you have not read the Undead Cult’s

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

pocket, retrieving an envelope from it

different from other Sin Soldiers. I

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

Noland Lee, signaling the latter to open

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

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.