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.

right? A history assistant teacher from Bowerthain City

a smile, “but

Lee as if he was a real history assistant

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

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

Mars squeezed Noland Lee’s

I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform

Sin Soldier. I

spoke calmly,

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

Mars weighed heavily

well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger

true even when facing

was the danger when

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a chair opposite

for quite some time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of

through Noland Lee’s mind, all taken from the headlines

enforcement after

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

underwent a drastic change in temperament, becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events, endangering the

people were deeply hidden in society, but eventually, they were rooted

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

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

jointly sent a warning to Noland

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

Lee’s gaze trembled

to the education

joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come

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

Corporal Mars smiled:

like me from Intelligence

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

is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I

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 in

Lee,

a glimpse of the contents.

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.