Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 26

Chapter 26: 20. Slightly plump (2 in 1)

Translator: 549690339

The reconnaissance squad discovered Soul-bindings and Stone Tombs on the second level of the tomb!

Upon hearing this news, the campsite was immediately thrown into turmoil.

Young privates second class inquired the corporals for information, corporals who had never encountered Soul-bindings asked sergeants for an update, and sergeants shared what they knew with their teammates while casting solemn glances towards Sergeant Alvin Stafford’s tent.

For a moment, Noland Lee felt as if storm clouds were brewing, as if every soldier was carrying a heavy burden on their shoulders.

It made sense.

What is a Soul-binding Stone Tomb?

An evil structure capable of capturing the souls of both the living and the dead simultaneously.

What do soldiers fear the most?

Not being able to serve the Empire in life, and not being able to rest with honor in death.

The various features of the Soul-binding Stone Tomb targeted the Empire’s army weaknesses, inevitably causing unrest amongst the troops.

The soldiers had mixed opinions.

If Sergeant Alvin Stafford was wise, he should issue an order to postpone the attack now, right?

wasn’t out of

me. Someone wants

tent, woke Noland Lee, who was dozing off while leaning

gaze was clear, not because his nap had cleared his mind, but because he

the kind of person Noland Lee was, always thinking a step ahead and being perceptive

someone like him would find life exhausting because they would always be

tiring at all. On the

Officer, please

stood up, wiped his face, straightened his clothes, and followed Corporal Mars out of

of tents in the temporary camp, the two quickly arrived at the entrance of the commander’s

didn’t take Noland Lee inside, but instead led him

cluttered tent on the outskirts, Corporal Mars stopped, gestured towards the

is waiting for you inside. I’ll be standing guard out here, and no one will disturb you. Remember, don’t leak anything about the

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

breath, calmed his mind, and stepped

fragrance lingered in the air, reminding him of expensive perfume

lamp emitted a soft light. A folding screen behind the curtain blocked most of the light and the visitors’

the screen and saw the person he

woman was leaning against a

simple black military uniform

arms were crossed over her chest, holding a thin cigarette in her right hand, which she pursed her lips around, inhaling slowly and

dazed eyes became focused, turning her face to look

a good

and her expression cold, which together with her long legs and waist-length hair gave her an aloof

for duty,

his right hand and

Alvin Stafford,

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