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.

Did they think they could escape from the Suffering Borderland just because they dug up a few graves and

and wanting to pry

to you,

guard’s eyes lit up at being called Chief Officer and his liking for Noland Lee

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

took a

I don’t know

graves and have never failed. They are well-versed in tomb mechanisms and the obscure ancient

spoils, local officers would have

Lee narrowed

keenly detected an

soldiers in the

the tomb-robbing brothers who met

tomb-robbing brothers were proficient

So was Noland Lee.

individuals proficient in that language, all with some expertise in archaeology, were placed in a single carriage

it a

was the purpose behind the person who

front of the steam train, followed

steam train was

journey was about to reach

broke away from his thoughts and looked out the

up on the horizon, blocking

distinctly medieval architectural style, with

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, your graveyard has

of

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

door handle with one hand and pinched out

bit of the cigarette in

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

understand.” Noland

to let the guard’s saliva dry quickly,

must be the guard’s

even become

…

Legion Fortress, slowly stopping its heavy

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