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.

escape through the window? Did they think they could escape from the Suffering Borderland just because they dug up a few graves

wanting to pry some information, Noland Lee

to you, are those

Officer and his liking for Noland Lee

than ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters

a drag

don’t know the

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

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

Lee narrowed

detected an unusual

in the carriage he

himself and the tomb-robbing brothers who

were proficient in the

So was Noland Lee.

all with some expertise in archaeology, were placed in a

it a coincidence or

what was the purpose behind the person who arranged it

from the front of the steam

steam train was

journey was about to reach its

broke away from his thoughts and looked out

on the horizon, blocking part

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

Noland Lee Jarvis,

notebook in front of him and stuffed it into

have a pretty good impression of you… Don’t die too quickly. If you are cautious enough and careful enough, you might survive three

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

the cigarette

the most sought-after thing in

I understand.” Noland

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,