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 from Bowerthain City

Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile, “but that’s

as if he was a real history assistant teacher

was somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended

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

Noland Lee’s

numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking

Sin

calmly,

worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable and showed no signs of deliberately making things

every word spoken by Corporal Mars

known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger

even when

the danger

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a chair opposite

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

memory fragments flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all

by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt

of self-mutilation or attacking

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

were rooted out

Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the Empire

as the “Death Herald Guild” and have been

events jointly sent

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

gaze trembled slightly, responding without

to the education I received at Bowerthain City College,

teams to

I believe you have not read the Undead Cult’s

Corporal Mars smiled:

would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from Division

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

is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I will give

every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand, it’s because of this letter

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

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

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.