Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 45: 37. Silent Counterattack

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“Jarvis…”

The fully-armed Imperial Army was about to set out, and Corporal Mars raised his hand to touch the silent Sin Soldier’s shoulder.

Since the quarrel between Alvin and Pim, Noland Lee had been lost in thought, like a silent rock capable of obeying commands.

This made Corporal Mars feel a bit uneasy.

“Jarvis, don’t take Pim’s words to heart. He’s an Intelligence Department 2 investigator who always doubts everything. Every day, his job is only to question this and that.”

“You were indeed chosen by Intelligence Department 4 to carry out a secret plan. But that doesn’t mean you’ll be silenced by them. Only Intelligence Department 2 and 6 could do such a thing. Our Department 4 values discipline and honor. We won’t do anything to you unless you betray the Empire. Trust me.”

“Yes, sir…”

Noland Lee slowly exhaled, nodded, and replied in agreement:

“I just feel like I’m not in control. Ever since my parents and siblings died in a car accident, it seems like I’ve lost my autonomy, and I can only be maneuvered by others.”

Noland Lee smiled helplessly:

It’s just that I haven’t gotten used to my identity yet… A Sin Soldier doesn’t have much freedom to speak of in the first place. Having been allowed to serve the Empire bearing the weight of my crimes is already a kindness from the Empire Law.”

“Don’t see your future as gloomy, Jarvis.”

Corporal Mars lowered his voice and moved closer to Noland Lee’s ear, saying:

“I won’t hide it from you. I want to tell you a semi-public secret that you might be interested in.”

Corporal Mars spoke softly, and Noland Lee listened attentively.

“It all starts with an investigation conducted by Intelligence Department 4…

“According to statistics, it takes about 8 million New Solon currency to clear a large-scale undead grave vault like Grave No.1079. You should know how huge an amount this is…”

Noland Lee was taken aback, “8 million? That much?”

“Yes, don’t be surprised.” Corporal Mars explained:

“Over 60% of that money is spent on breaking the magic protective cover of the Spirit Pivot.

“We have to burn the magic protective cover non-stop for 24 hours using liquid flame, so as to gradually consume its energy and finally disable it.

the cover will be even longer. It might even be interrupted, causing the magic protective cover

shook

do you understand? You’re not disposable or a

long as you can prove through your actions that modifying undead runes can remove the magic protective cover, Intelligence Department 4 can save a lot of money every year, as well as a lot of expensive liquid flame fuel.

Lee Jarvis, you’ll at least receive a

made a contribution to the Imperial Army being silenced by their own people? No, right? Even if that were to happen, Intelligence Department

4 and don’t overthink.”

Mars had said

Noland Lee remained cautious and took his words

cautious person and wouldn’t change his mind just because of someone

feel much better

smiled, maintaining a

really good with words, just

can talk to

Mars winked at

been to City College. I studied Modern Literature and Education. Originally,

“No wonder you’re so eloquent… So, how did you

Mars shook his head in reminiscing, laughing

other reason could there be… Wounded by love, I guess. The girl I liked married someone she didn’t even like. Right when I was in pain, I happened to come across the Imperial Army recruitment. Then, here I am now,

tutted with a

of every man, there are always a

Corporal Mars and Noland Lee exchanged

Lee put away his smile and remained calm in his

around and noticed that the tailing Sergeant

Second Class Corbin ran over from a nearby

sir.” Corbin stopped in front of Corporal Mars,

solution we prepared for him in one breath, and now he

“Very well,

that, Corporal Mars smiled at

to mess

and led the team into the staircase

at the camp, feeling slightly uneasy in his

for Mars to let Koben

like a

they afraid of Piggs’

contemplating for a bit, Noland Lee shook

as Mars would take care

a corner of the army camp. “Is

there”I need

“Pffft… beep beep beep…”

series of wet fart sounds rang out in the stinky dry toilet, followed by sob-like trembling sounds and even weaker

was a