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

wanting to pry some information, Noland Lee timely

to you, are those two tomb

up at being called Chief Officer and his

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

took a drag of

don’t know

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

the sharing of the spoils, local officers would have had a much harder time capturing them

Lee narrowed

detected an unusual

soldiers in

the tomb-robbing

brothers were proficient in the

So was Noland Lee.

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

a coincidence

intentional, what was the purpose behind the person who

pondered, a wailing whistle sounded from the front of the steam train, followed by the harsh noise of brake

train

journey was about to reach its final

and looked out the window, pressing his face against the

the

with a distinctly medieval architectural style, with the

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, your

of him and stuffed

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

and pinched out the cigarette in his

bit of the cigarette in front

sought-after thing

Chief Officer. I understand.” Noland Lee watched him

few times to let the guard’s saliva dry

be the guard’s hush

even

…

train entered the Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its heavy