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.

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

good mood and wanting to pry some information,

to you, are

Officer and his

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

a drag of his

I don’t know the

good at stealing artifacts from ancient graves and have never failed. They

the sharing of the spoils, local officers would have had

Lee narrowed

detected

three sin soldiers in the carriage he had been in

tomb-robbing brothers

proficient in the

So was Noland Lee.

with some expertise in archaeology, were placed

it a coincidence

was intentional, what was the purpose behind the person who arranged it

of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise of brake pads coupling with

steam train

to reach

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

up on the horizon, blocking part of the

medieval architectural style, with

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, your graveyard has

front of

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

door handle with one hand and pinched

of the cigarette in front

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

I understand.”

picked up the pathetic cigarette butt, waved it in the air a few times to let

must be the guard’s hush

even become

…

Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its

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