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.

Jarvis, right? A history

a smile,

he

and quickly extended his right hand to

My duty is to lead my team on reconnaissance missions. I am your current and future superior, and you are the new

Mars squeezed Noland

888, I’ve never been good with numbers, and names are easier to remember… Anyway, I’m looking forward

Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier. I will

spoke calmly, but

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

spoken by Corporal Mars weighed heavily

known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger in

held true even

how much greater was the danger when facing the

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

seat on a chair opposite the bed and then

Dynasty to the rise of the New Empire, the shadow of the Undead Cult has lingered over

Noland Lee’s mind, all

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

of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were

drastic change in temperament, becoming gloomy and secretive, much like the weather in the Suffering Borderland. They would secretly plot dangerous events, endangering the lives of

but eventually, they were rooted out by the Empire’s Division Intelligence

followers of the Undead Cult scriptures have

Herald Guild”

jointly sent a warning to Noland

oneself with the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult, or severe

Lee’s gaze trembled slightly,

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

joining local adventure teams to appraise

you have not read the Undead Cult’s

Corporal Mars smiled:

an officer like me from

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

wondering why you receive treatment that is significantly different from other Sin Soldiers. I will give

it 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

Noland Lee, signaling the latter to open

the beeswax seal and unfolding the letter paper, Noland Lee caught a glimpse of the contents. His pupils

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.