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?

retreating altogether wasn’t out of the realm

me. Someone

the commander’s tent, woke Noland Lee, who was dozing off while

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

was, always thinking a step ahead and being perceptive

like him would find life exhausting because they would always be thinking and

he didn’t find it tiring at all. On the contrary, he enjoyed the process and immersed

please

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

camp,

Lee inside, but instead led

gestured towards the interior, and then stood guard beside the tent,

will disturb you. Remember, don’t leak anything about the people or things you saw in

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

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

fragrance lingered in the air, reminding him of expensive perfume or some kind of

a coal lamp emitted a soft light. A folding screen behind the curtain

the person

leaning

simple black military uniform that couldn’t conceal her

her right hand, which she pursed her lips around, inhaling slowly and exhaling a mesmerizing plume of

eyes became focused, turning her face to look at the

good look at her delicate

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

duty,

Lee raised his right hand and saluted

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

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