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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.

you think those two sons of bitches wanted to escape through the window? Did they think they could escape from the Suffering Borderland just because they dug up

in a good mood and wanting to

you,

at being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland Lee increased.

far more skilled than ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters with

guard took a drag

don’t know the

at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed. They are well-versed in tomb mechanisms

strife over the sharing of the spoils,

narrowed his

keenly detected an unusual

sin soldiers in the carriage he had been

the tomb-robbing

tomb-robbing brothers were proficient in the Tatis

So was Noland Lee.

with some expertise in archaeology, were placed in

a coincidence or

the purpose behind

front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise of brake pads coupling with

steam train was slowing

to

thoughts and looked out the

the horizon,

style, with

Noland Lee Jarvis, your graveyard has

guard closed the notebook in front of him and

too quickly. If you are cautious enough and careful enough, you might survive

handle with one hand and pinched out the cigarette in his

the cigarette in front

hide it well. Cigarettes are the most sought-after thing in

I understand.” Noland Lee

to let the

the

might even become a

the Legion Fortress,

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