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.

the window? Did they think they could escape from the

good mood and wanting to

according to you, are those two tomb

Chief Officer and his liking

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

took a drag

don’t know the

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

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

narrowed his eyes

keenly detected an

in the carriage he had

were himself and the tomb-robbing

brothers were proficient in the Tatis

So was Noland Lee.

proficient in that language, all with some expertise in archaeology,

a coincidence

purpose behind the

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

steam train

journey was about to

temporarily broke away from his thoughts and looked out the

up on the

was a stone fortress with a distinctly medieval architectural style, with the

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, your

of

you… Don’t die too quickly. If you are cautious enough

and pinched

placed the remaining bit of the

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

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee

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

must be the guard’s

even become a

…

train entered the Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its

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