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 from the Suffering

mood and wanting to

Officer, according to you, are those two tomb

at being called Chief Officer

tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters with

a

I don’t know the

is that these two are very good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves

strife over the sharing of the spoils, local officers would have had a much harder

Lee narrowed his eyes

detected an

soldiers in the carriage he had been

and the tomb-robbing brothers who met

brothers were proficient in the Tatis

So was Noland Lee.

expertise in archaeology, were placed in a single carriage to be

it a

was intentional, what was the purpose

from the front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise

train

to reach its

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

up on the horizon, blocking

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

Lee Jarvis, your

notebook in front of him and stuffed

of you… Don’t die too quickly. If you are cautious enough and careful enough, you might

guard held the door handle with one hand and pinched out the cigarette in

the cigarette

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

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee watched

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

the guard’s

might even

…

steam train entered the Legion