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.

are Noland Lee Jarvis, right? A

forced a smile, “but that’s

he was a real history assistant

aback, and quickly extended his right hand to

My duty is to lead my team

Noland Lee’s

good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the undead.

I’m Noland Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier.

Lee spoke calmly, but

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

every word spoken by Corporal Mars weighed

teams faced the most danger in

true even when facing human

how much greater was the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

on a

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 about

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

were executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents

self-mutilation or attacking others, and were

in temperament, becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather

hidden in society, but eventually, they were rooted out

the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the Empire

formed an illegal organization known as the “Death Herald Guild” and have been the primary enemy of Division Intelligence Unit

events jointly sent a warning to

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

gaze trembled slightly, responding without

the education I received at Bowerthain

the academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise

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

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from it and held in his

is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I

Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other

Mars handed the letter to Noland Lee, signaling the

seal and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils contracted

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.