Constructing-Style Wizard

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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 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 a few graves and sold some illegal

guard in a good mood and wanting to pry some information, Noland

you, are those

eyes lit up at being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland Lee

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

guard took a

don’t

know is that these two are very good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed.

internal strife over the sharing of the spoils, local officers would have had

Lee narrowed his

keenly detected an

only three sin soldiers in the carriage he had

were himself and the tomb-robbing brothers

were proficient in the Tatis ancient

So was Noland Lee.

some expertise in archaeology,

it a coincidence or

intentional, what was the purpose behind the person

front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise

steam train was

to reach

thoughts and looked out

towering city walls rose up on the

medieval architectural style, with the flickering lights on the outer walls and corridors

Soldier Noland Lee

in front of him and stuffed it into

If

the door handle with one hand and pinched out the cigarette in his mouth

of the

the most sought-after thing in Korabo

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee watched him

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

must be the guard’s

might even

…

the Legion Fortress,