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.

A history

Lee forced a smile, “but that’s all

he was a real history assistant teacher

Lee was somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended

sergeant of the Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on

squeezed Noland Lee’s

call you Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember…

Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I

spoke calmly, but sighed

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

Mars

reconnaissance teams faced the

even when

was the danger when

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

Mars took a seat on a chair opposite the bed and then

on for quite some time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of

Noland Lee’s mind, all taken from the headlines of Bowerthain City

were executed by local law enforcement after reading the

of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were killed on

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

people were deeply hidden in society, but eventually, they were rooted out by the Empire’s Division

followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to

secretly formed an illegal organization known as the “Death Herald Guild” and

events jointly sent a warning

with the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult, or severe torture

Lee’s gaze trembled slightly,

the education I

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

I believe you have not read the

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from

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

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

handed the letter to Noland Lee, signaling

paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.