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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.

of bitches wanted to escape through the window? Did they think they could escape from the

and wanting to pry some information, Noland Lee timely

to you, are those two

being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland

they are tomb-robbing masters with some fame in

took a drag of

don’t

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

over the sharing of the spoils, local officers would have

narrowed his eyes

detected

only three sin soldiers in the carriage he had

himself and the tomb-robbing brothers who met their

brothers were proficient

So was Noland Lee.

expertise in archaeology, were placed

it a

intentional, what was the purpose behind the

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

train

to

out the window, pressing his face against the glass

towering city walls rose up on the horizon, blocking

distinctly medieval architectural style, with the flickering lights on the outer walls

Sin Soldier Noland Lee

of him and

a pretty good impression of you… Don’t die too quickly. If you are cautious enough

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

of the cigarette in

well. Cigarettes are the most sought-after thing in

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee watched

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

the

even become

train entered the Legion Fortress,

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