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.

Jarvis, right? A

Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile, “but

if he was a

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

I’m Lulenna Mars, a sergeant of the Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions.

Noland Lee’s hand

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

Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I will

Lee spoke calmly,

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

spoken by Corporal Mars

reconnaissance teams faced

true even when facing

greater was the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

a chair opposite the bed and then

going on for quite some time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New

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

were executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents

frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were killed on the spot

becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would

eventually, they were rooted out by the

of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage

Guild” and have been the primary enemy of

various social events jointly sent a

of the Undead Cult, or severe torture

trembled slightly, responding without

limited to the education

teaching in the academy or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come into

believe you have not read the Undead Cult’s

Corporal Mars smiled:

an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from Division Intelligence Unit

his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope

you receive treatment that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I

it is because 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

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

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

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.