Constructing-Style Wizard

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?

altogether wasn’t out of the

with me. Someone

Noland Lee, who was dozing

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

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

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

as far as Noland Lee was concerned, he didn’t find it tiring at all. On the

please lead the

and followed Corporal Mars out of the rest area for

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

take Noland Lee inside, but instead led him

outskirts, Corporal Mars stopped, gestured towards the interior, and then stood

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

“Yes, Chief Officer.”

a deep breath, calmed his mind, and stepped into the

fragrance lingered in the air, reminding him of expensive

screen behind the curtain blocked most of the light and

screen and saw the person he was meant to meet, his

woman was leaning

dressed in a simple black military uniform that

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

her dazed eyes became

too, got a good

were sharp, her eyes bright, her lips thin, and her expression cold, which together with her long legs and waist-length hair gave her

for duty, Chief

raised his right hand and saluted

held a higher rank than Sergeant Alvin Stafford, as she