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.

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

a good mood and wanting to pry some information, Noland

you, are those two

Chief Officer

ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing

a

I don’t

good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed. They

of the spoils, local officers would have had a much harder time capturing them

Lee narrowed his

keenly detected an

three sin soldiers in the

and the tomb-robbing brothers who met

brothers were proficient in

So was Noland Lee.

all with some expertise in archaeology, were

a coincidence or

was the purpose behind the person who

a wailing whistle sounded from the front of the steam train, followed by the

train

to reach its

broke away from his thoughts and looked out the window, pressing his face against the glass to see

the horizon,

a stone fortress with a distinctly medieval architectural style,

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis,

notebook in front of him and stuffed

too quickly. If you are cautious enough

the door handle with one hand and pinched out

the cigarette

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

I understand.”

times to let the guard’s saliva dry quickly, and finally tucked the cigarette

the guard’s hush

even become a

…

train entered the Legion Fortress,

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