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

Lee forced a smile, “but

officer extended his hand to Noland Lee as if he was a real

somewhat taken aback, and quickly extended his right

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

squeezed Noland

No. 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 undead. Don’t disappoint

Noland Lee Jarvis, a Sin Soldier.

spoke calmly,

he received was worlds apart from other Sin Soldiers. His superior—Corporal Mars—was also quite approachable

Corporal Mars weighed heavily on Noland

was well known that reconnaissance teams faced the most danger in

even

was the danger when facing

“Sit down, let’s talk.”

seat on a chair

the Undead Cult has been going on for quite some 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

memory fragments flashed through Noland Lee’s mind, all taken from the headlines of Bowerthain City

news reports, many people were executed by local law enforcement after

falling into a frenzy of self-mutilation or attacking others, and were

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

but eventually, they were

of the Undead Cult scriptures have caused great damage to

Herald Guild” and have been the primary enemy of Division Intelligence Unit

social events jointly sent a warning to Noland

oneself with the forbidden writings of the Undead Cult,

trembled slightly, responding

the Undead Cult is limited to the education I received at

or joining local adventure teams to appraise ancient relics, I

believe you have not read the Undead Cult’s teachings on your

Corporal Mars smiled:

coming to see you would not be an officer like me from Intelligence Department 4, but

into his inner coat pocket, retrieving an envelope from it and

that is significantly different from other

because every person with knowledge is a precious talent to the Empire and should not be treated as

the letter to Noland Lee, signaling

a glimpse of the contents. His pupils contracted sharply as he immediately closed the

“Chief Officer…this letter…”

Corporal Mars said:

“Listen, Jarvis.