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.

right? A history

Noland Lee forced a smile, “but

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

taken aback, and quickly extended his right

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

Mars squeezed Noland Lee’s

with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway,

Sin

Lee spoke calmly, but

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

every word spoken by Corporal Mars

was well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger

true even when facing

the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

on a chair opposite the bed and

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 much do

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

reports, many people were executed by local law enforcement after reading

a frenzy of self-mutilation

secretive, much like the weather in the

were deeply hidden in society, but eventually, they were rooted

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

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

various social events jointly sent a warning

the Undead Cult, or severe

trembled slightly, responding without

of the Undead Cult is limited to the education I

teaching in the academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I

have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings on

Corporal Mars smiled:

me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from Division Intelligence Unit

reached into his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from

be wondering why you receive treatment that is significantly different

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

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

the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.