Constructing-Style Wizard

Translator: 549690339

The exterior of the steam locomotive was almost indistinguishable from a large, mobile black coffin.

It had a square iron body, four iron-clad wheels, and a front-facing steam boiler that released puffs of white steam with a gurgling sound.

From a traveler’s perspective, it resembled a tractor…

After departing from the Korabo Legion Fortress, the steam locomotive entered a desolate area filled with ruins.

Lacking any suspension for the carriage, it moved up and down along the rough terrain.

Noland Lee held onto the edge of a seat to steady himself.

The journey on the steam locomotive lasted much longer than Noland Lee had anticipated.

From the time he boarded until the faint glow of sunset penetrated the cloudy sky, at least four hours had passed.

Just as the setting sun was about to disappear, the steam locomotive finally came to a halt at a temporary campsite.

Such a lengthy journey had completely drained Noland Lee’s energy, leaving him weak and famished.

By the time he got off the train on an empty stomach and was led by a soldier into a single-person tent, all light had vanished from the sky, replaced by slowly rolling dark clouds.

…

Inside the single-person tent, a coal lamp in the corner emitted a warm glow.

Noland Lee held a tray and shoved the pasty dinner into his mouth.

“Chief Officer.” a soldier outside raised his hand to salute as a person approached.

Noland Lee looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a military officer entering the tent.

Noland Lee immediately put down his tray and stood up, saying:

“Good evening, Chief Officer.”

The newcomer took off his cap, revealing short blond hair and handsome features. Although he wasn’t as bulky as the Imperial Lieutenant, he stood tall and strong.

He placed the cap on the bedside table and glanced up and down at Noland Lee, seemingly scrutinizing him and also confirming his identity.

Unexpectedly to Noland Lee, the officer’s tone was quite gentle, unlike the other cold soldiers.

are Noland Lee Jarvis, right? A history assistant teacher from Bowerthain

Officer,” Noland Lee forced a smile, “but that’s

his hand to Noland Lee as if he was a real history assistant teacher instead of a Sin

quickly

of the Korabo Legion Tomb Cleanup Squad. My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your current and future

Mars squeezed Noland

888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing how you perform against the

Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I will follow orders

calmly, but sighed

treatment he received was worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable and showed no

Mars weighed heavily on

teams faced the most danger

held true even when

much greater was the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

on a chair opposite

time. From the fall of the Ancient Tatis Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of the Undead Cult has lingered over the Empire, causing fear and unrest. How much do you know about such an

flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all

people were executed by local law enforcement after reading the corrupt documents spread by the

the documents, falling into a frenzy of self-mutilation or

weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events, endangering the lives

they were rooted

Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to the Empire

Guild” and

social events jointly sent

the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult, or

trembled slightly,

the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received at Bowerthain

teams to appraise ancient relics, I have never come into contact with any taboo

have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings

Corporal Mars smiled:

not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but a special agent from Division Intelligence Unit

Mars reached into his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from it and held in

be wondering why you receive treatment that is significantly different

is because every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as a cheap consumable. On the other hand, it’s because of this letter in my

letter to Noland Lee, signaling the latter to open

paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils contracted sharply as he immediately

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.