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 history assistant teacher

forced a smile, “but

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

somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended his right hand to shake

Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your current and future superior, and you are the new member

Noland

been good 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

calmly, but

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

Mars weighed heavily on Noland Lee’s

reconnaissance teams faced the most danger in

even when

much greater was the danger when facing

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a seat on a chair opposite the bed and

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.

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

many people were executed by local law enforcement after reading

reading the documents, falling into a frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were killed on the spot

weather in the Suffering

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

of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the Empire through group

as the “Death Herald Guild” and have been the

social events jointly sent

writings of the Undead Cult, or severe torture

gaze trembled slightly, responding

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

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

you have not read the Undead

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

retrieving an envelope from it

you receive treatment that is significantly different from other Sin

should not

letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter to

tearing open the beeswax seal 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.