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.

Noland Lee Jarvis, right? A history assistant teacher

Noland Lee forced a smile,

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

Lee was somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended his right

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

squeezed Noland

numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the undead. Don’t

Lee Jarvis, a Sin

Lee spoke calmly, but

received was worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal

word spoken by Corporal Mars weighed heavily on Noland Lee’s

well known that reconnaissance teams

true even when facing human

much greater was the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a seat on a chair

and the Undead Cult has 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 much do you know

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

by local law enforcement after reading the

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

weather in the Suffering

but eventually, they were rooted out by the Empire’s

have caused

as the “Death Herald Guild” and

events jointly sent a warning to

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

trembled

Cult is limited to the education I received at Bowerthain City College,

or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I

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

Corporal Mars smiled:

coming to see you would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4,

his inner coat pocket, retrieving

you receive treatment that is significantly different

is because every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On

handed the letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter

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.