Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 5

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“Name?”

The guard sat across from Noland Lee, asking without lifting his head. A yellowed notebook lay open on the table in front of him.

“Noland Lee Jarvis.”

“Age?”

“Twenty-one.”

The guard flicked his ink pen at the floor, scribbling some words carelessly in the notebook:

“Ah, you can speak fluently already and without any confusion in your consciousness. It seems that the severe vomiting and diarrhea didn’t damage your brain.”

“Vomiting and diarrhea?” Noland Lee was slightly taken aback.

“Yes, vomiting and diarrhea.” The guard glanced at Noland Lee, a warning in his gaze:

“If anyone asks what happened on the carriage, you only have these few words, got it? Vomiting and diarrhea.”

The guards on the train must be afraid of someone leaking that sleeping powder was brought onboard.

It was an unexpected incident with potentially big or small consequences.

It all depended on how the informant handled it.

Beneath the eaves, Noland Lee honestly replied:

“Yes, vomiting and diarrhea.”

“Good.” The guard nodded in satisfaction, pinching the cigarette in his mouth with his fingers, flicking ash into the ashtray on the table before moving it back and taking a hard drag.

As he exhaled a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling, he lamented:

“If only all the sin soldiers were as honest as you. It would save us a lot of trouble. Cleaning up blood, sweeping glass fragments, and fixing windows; I was almost outdone by the trouble those two bastards caused.”

The guard wrote a few more words and continued talking to himself, seemingly treating this task of taking a statement as a rare break.

think they could escape from the Suffering Borderland just

wanting to pry some information, Noland

Officer, according to you,

Officer

raiders? They are far more skilled than ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters with some fame in the illegal

guard took a drag of his

don’t know

ancient graves and have never failed. They

weren’t for their internal strife over the sharing of the spoils,

narrowed his eyes

detected an unusual

soldiers in the carriage he

were himself and the tomb-robbing brothers who met their

tomb-robbing brothers were proficient

So was Noland Lee.

that language, all with some expertise in archaeology, were placed in a single

a

purpose behind the person who arranged it

sounded from the front of the steam train, followed by the

steam train was

about to reach its final

and looked out the

rose up on the horizon, blocking part of the

was a stone fortress with a distinctly medieval architectural style, with the flickering lights on the outer

Noland Lee

of him and stuffed

have a pretty good impression of you… Don’t die too quickly. If

hand and

of the cigarette

most sought-after thing in Korabo Legion. Remember what I said, vomiting and

understand.” Noland Lee watched him

waved it in the air a few times to let the guard’s saliva dry quickly, and finally tucked the cigarette

must be the guard’s hush

even

…

train entered the Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its heavy

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