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.

escape from the Suffering Borderland just because they dug up a

good mood and wanting to pry some

Officer, according to you, are

at being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland Lee

raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters

a drag

I don’t

graves and have never failed. They

over the sharing of the spoils, local

narrowed his eyes

keenly detected an

sin soldiers in the carriage he had been

and the tomb-robbing brothers who met their

tomb-robbing brothers were proficient in

So was Noland Lee.

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

a coincidence

it was intentional, what was the purpose behind the

a wailing whistle sounded from the front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise of brake pads

steam train was slowing

journey was about to reach its final

looked out the

city walls rose up on the horizon, blocking part of the

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

Soldier Noland Lee

in front of

die too quickly. If you are cautious enough and careful

hand and pinched out the cigarette

the remaining bit of the

are the most sought-after thing in

understand.” Noland Lee watched him

times to let

must be the

might even become a

…

train entered the Legion

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