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 from Bowerthain City

a smile, “but that’s all in the

if he was a real history assistant teacher instead of a

somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended his right hand to

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

squeezed Noland

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

Jarvis, a Sin

Lee spoke calmly, but sighed

His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable and showed

spoken by Corporal Mars weighed heavily on Noland Lee’s

was well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger

held true even when

how much greater was the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

on a chair

Tatis Dynasty to the

all taken from the headlines of Bowerthain

after reading the corrupt documents spread by the Undead Cult within

documents, falling into a frenzy of self-mutilation or

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

eventually, they were rooted out by the Empire’s

more, the followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the Empire

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

events jointly sent a warning to Noland

writings of the Undead Cult,

trembled slightly,

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

or joining local adventure teams

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

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

retrieving an envelope

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

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

letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter to open and read

the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.