Constructing-Style Wizard

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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

a smile, “but

Noland Lee as if he was a real

quickly extended his right hand to shake

Squad. My duty is to lead my team

squeezed Noland Lee’s

Jarvis—I won’t call you Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the

Sin

calmly,

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 heavily on Noland

well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger in

held true even when

much greater was the danger when

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

seat on a chair opposite the bed

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

through Noland Lee’s mind, all taken

were executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents

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

becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events,

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

of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused

the “Death Herald Guild” and have been the primary

sent a warning to

writings of the Undead

Lee’s gaze trembled slightly, responding without

the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received

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

you have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings on

Corporal Mars smiled:

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

inner coat pocket, retrieving

different from other Sin Soldiers. I

knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand,

letter to Noland Lee,

beeswax seal and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.