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.

they could escape from the Suffering Borderland just

good mood and wanting to pry some information, Noland Lee timely

you, are those

up at being called Chief Officer

raiders; they are tomb-robbing masters with some fame in the illegal

guard took a drag

I don’t know the

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

over the sharing of the spoils, local officers

narrowed his

detected an

were only three sin soldiers in the carriage he had been

and the tomb-robbing brothers who met their

brothers were proficient in the Tatis

So was Noland Lee.

some expertise in archaeology, were placed in

it a coincidence or

purpose behind the person who arranged it

the front of the steam train, followed by the

train was

to

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

walls rose up on the horizon, blocking part of the

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

Sin Soldier Noland Lee

the notebook in front of him and stuffed it into

you… Don’t die too quickly. If

hand and pinched out

of the cigarette

are the most sought-after thing in Korabo Legion. Remember what

I understand.” Noland Lee watched

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

the

might even become a

…

steam train entered the Legion Fortress, slowly stopping

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