Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 26

Chapter 26: 20. Slightly plump (2 in 1)

Translator: 549690339

The reconnaissance squad discovered Soul-bindings and Stone Tombs on the second level of the tomb!

Upon hearing this news, the campsite was immediately thrown into turmoil.

Young privates second class inquired the corporals for information, corporals who had never encountered Soul-bindings asked sergeants for an update, and sergeants shared what they knew with their teammates while casting solemn glances towards Sergeant Alvin Stafford’s tent.

For a moment, Noland Lee felt as if storm clouds were brewing, as if every soldier was carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders.

It made sense.

What is a Soul-binding Stone Tomb?

An evil structure capable of capturing the souls of both the living and the dead simultaneously.

What do soldiers fear the most?

Not being able to serve the Empire in life, and not being able to rest with honor in death.

The various features of the Soul-binding Stone Tomb targeted the Empire’s army weaknesses, inevitably causing unrest amongst the troops.

The soldiers had mixed opinions.

If Sergeant Alvin Stafford was wise, he should issue an order to postpone the attack now, right?

out of the realm of

Someone

Mars, returning from the commander’s tent, woke Noland Lee, who was

had cleared his mind,

the kind of person Noland Lee was, always thinking a

someone like him would find life exhausting because they would always be thinking and predicting

it tiring at all. On the contrary,

please

stood up, wiped his face, straightened his clothes, and followed Corporal Mars out of the rest area

tents in the temporary camp, the two quickly arrived at

didn’t take Noland Lee inside, but instead led him

front of a cluttered tent on the outskirts, Corporal Mars stopped, gestured towards the interior, and then stood guard beside the tent, which looked like

is waiting for you inside. I’ll be standing guard out here, and no one will disturb you. Remember, don’t leak anything

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

mind, and stepped into the tent

the air, reminding him of expensive perfume or

tent, a coal lamp emitted a soft light. A folding screen

and saw the person he was meant to meet, his eyes

leaning

a simple black

holding a thin cigarette in her right hand, which she pursed her lips around, inhaling slowly

Noland Lee’s movements, her dazed eyes became focused, turning her

good look at her delicate

lips thin, and her expression cold, which together with her long legs and waist-length hair gave her

duty,

his right

rank than Sergeant Alvin Stafford, as she was

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