Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 26

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

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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?

retreating altogether wasn’t out

come with me. Someone wants to see

Noland Lee, who was dozing off while leaning against

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

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

him would find life exhausting because they would always

Noland Lee was concerned, he didn’t find it tiring at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed the process

Officer, please

his face, straightened his clothes, and followed

through a large number of tents in the temporary camp, the two quickly

but instead

Corporal Mars stopped, gestured towards the interior, and then stood guard beside the tent, which looked

and no one will disturb you. Remember, don’t leak anything about the

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

breath, calmed his mind, and stepped into the tent after lifting

reminding him

light. A folding screen behind the curtain blocked most

person

woman was leaning against a table,

dressed in a simple black military uniform

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

movements, her dazed eyes became focused, turning her face

a good

and her expression cold, which

for duty,

raised his right hand and

officer before him held a higher rank than Sergeant Alvin Stafford, as she was a

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