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.

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

in a good mood and wanting to pry

Officer, according to you,

at being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland Lee increased. He

tomb raiders? They are far more skilled than ordinary tomb raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters with some fame in the illegal forces of South Capital

a drag

don’t know the

I know is that these two are very good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed. They are well-versed in tomb mechanisms and

of the spoils,

Lee narrowed

detected

were only three sin soldiers in the carriage he had

himself and the tomb-robbing brothers who met

brothers were proficient

So was Noland Lee.

some expertise in archaeology,

it a coincidence or

it was intentional, what was the purpose behind the

from the front of the steam train,

steam train was

journey was about to

temporarily broke away from his thoughts and looked out the window, pressing his

rose up on the horizon, blocking part of the overcast

architectural style, with the flickering lights on the outer

Noland Lee Jarvis, your graveyard

of

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

with one hand and pinched out

the remaining bit of the cigarette

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

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee watched him

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

must be the guard’s hush

might even become a

…

steam train entered the Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its