Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 43: 35. Cold War in Another World

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At the entrance to Grave No.1079, Sergeant Alvin Stafford’s guards stand watch.

Any unauthorized person trying to enter the grave must go through guards’ reporting and Sergeant Alvin Stafford’s approval.

Looking at the expression of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, it doesn’t seem like he would be the type to wait outside the grave for permission.

Indeed, when the man with the gold-rimmed glasses stood in front of Sergeant Alvin Stafford, a guard rushed out of the stairway.

There was a clear slap mark on the guard’s face, which seemed to be fresh.

After saluting Sergeant Alvin Stafford, the guard reported:

“Report, Chief Officer! Military Intelligence Department Personnel have forcibly broken in, and 1…1 couldn’t stop them.”

Alvin Stafford swept his gaze over the guard’s slap marked face, anger rising in his eyes. Staring fiercely at the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, he growled:

“Sergeant Pim! Are you challenging the Imperial Army’s combat discipline?

This is Grave No.1079, the frontline of the Korabo Legion! What right does a Division Intelligence Unit Two investigator have to interfere in the affairs of Intelligence Department 4?”

“Right? Heh.”

The gold-rimmed glasses man, called Pim, chuckled and pulled a perfectly folded document from his pocket.

He opened the document and placed it in front of Sergeant Alvin Stafford:

“Take a good look, Sergeant Alvin Stafford. This is an order issued by the Intelligence Headquarters.

“The Death Notice Spy who appeared in the combat zone under your command is a despicable assassin who has committed countless crimes within the Empire. He has assassinated more than a dozen important Imperial officials and high-ranking members of commercial conglomerates and holds many secret files. The Intelligence Headquarters orders that he must be captured alive or killed on the spot.

“I don’t think I need to explain why I would show up here. Capturing illegal forces causing trouble within the Empire is actually the job of our Division Intelligence Unit Two.

“I don’t doubt your Intelligence Department 4’s capabilities on the front lines, but pardon my saying, when dealing with treacherous and cunning illegal personnel, Division Intelligence Unit Two has the edge.”o

at the surrounding soldiers, feeling disgusted by the

your soldiers step down, Sergeant Alvin Stafford, and don’t obstruct my

Alvin Stafford stepped forward, glared at Pim,

Death Notice assassin’s trail? Fine. But we have an account to settle first. Your Military Intelligence Second Division soldiers severely

soldiers glared at Pim, their

for his skin and title, Pim would have probably been beaten up by the soldiers on

pointed at Noland

perished in this grave! And you, Division Intelligence Unit Two investigator, Sergeant Pim, had you stepped foot into this place, you would have been torn to pieces by the walking dead and

angry eyes, roaring

get out of

his glasses, pulled out a clean, dust-free cloth and wiped

channel unknown to our Division Intelligence Unit Two, Alvin. They used this channel to send the assassin here. If you stop me and

words slightly changed

glasses, folded the eyeglass cloth into a neat tofu cube, and tucked

Noland Lee nearby and

interrogation, more Death Notice spies will infiltrate your Intelligence Department 4. Or perhaps there are other spies already on site, accomplices to the assassin…l have heard that your Intelligence Department 4 is executing

as if the “other spy” mentioned in his previous words was

the doctrine and texts of the Undead Cult. Has Intelligence

Sin Soldier No. 888 hasn’t been tainted by the Undead Cult? How can you be sure he won’t betray you in battle and use the knowledge he has gained to join the Undead Cult? How can you determine that he isn’t

Stafford

interfere. We are doing this to reduce losses at the frontlines. I am

Am I not aware of the style of your

“Enough!” Alvin shouted angrily:

will not be abandoned unless he truly betrays the Empire! Now, leave, Sergeant Pim!” Both sides were

soldiers all

Pim’s soldiers from the Military Intelligence Second Division also

to be ignited by anger,

Lieutenant

furrowed slightly, his expression

Stafford immediately straightened his

bring Lieutenant

The guard glanced

tall and robust Lieutenant Grett, with his extraordinary abilities, walked steadily into Tomb Level

had seen when he got off the steam train,