Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 50: 42. That’s all.

Translator: 549690339

Time reverted to three minutes ago, when Noland Lee had just been escorted into the sea of Skeleton soldiers by Sergeant Piggs.

Noland Lee had been seized by the arm by Piggs.

This bugger was filled with a mix of fat and flab all over his body, and the strength in his palm was quite astonishing, equally matched with Scarred Sin Soldier whom Noland Lee had killed twice before.

Noland Lee couldn’t break free from Piggs’ grasp and could only watch helplessly as the Skeleton Soldiers surrounded the two of them.

The Skeleton Soldiers wielding Bone Swords simply surrounded them but made no move to attack.

Noland Lee knew that the effect of his Grudge Mark had taken hold.

He was empty-handed and hadn’t thrown a punch, so naturally, he hadn’t displayed any attacks.

With the Grudge Mark in effect, the Skeleton Soldiers treated him as one of their own.

It was only because the Biochemical Bait on him attracted the Skeleton Soldiers’ attention that they surrounded him.

But why wasn’t Sergeant Piggs also attacked by the Skeleton Soldiers?

Noland Lee suddenly looked towards Piggs alongside him, his gaze drawn to the amulet in his hand.

This amulet was made of Stone Material, with intricate Undead Runes on its grey surface.

The Undead Runes emitted a chilly grey glow, blending perfectly with the illumination environment of the third underground level, hardly noticeable.

It was this barely noticeable glow that pacified the surrounding Skeleton Soldiers, protecting Sergeant Piggs.

At that moment, a burst of inspiration flashed through Noland Lee’s mind.

Innumerable flashes symbolizing insight raced through him, making him shiver slightly, with goosebumps rising on his skin.

Division Intelligence Unit Two opposes Intelligence Department 4’s research into Undead Runes, taking a firm stance against it.

Yet a Division Intelligence Unit Two investigator had a protective amulet inscribed with Undead Runes.

Judging from Piggs’ relaxed demeanor and proficient movements, it wasn’t his first time using this amulet.

He was very familiar with the Undead Army and the Undead Runes, comfortably using death-related items that the Empire deemed forbidden.

So, there was only one truth.

“Piggs, you’re actually a spy from the Death Notice Guild!” Noland Lee stared at the smug Piggs.

“Hehe, yes, you’re pretty sharp, figuring out my identity so quickly. It saves me the trouble of having to explain everything to you.”

Piggs who had his right hand clasping Noland Lee’s arm, stepped forward to face him, his face full of cunning smiles:

“Sin Soldier No.888, let’s get properly acquainted. I am a mid-level spy for the Death Notice Guild, codename ‘Fatty’, your future contact.”

“Future contact? What do you mean?” Noland Lee pursed his lips, a wary look in his eyes.

“Have you seen the amulet in my hand?”

Waving the amulet, Piggs strolled over in front of a Skeleton Soldier’s face and said leisurely:

among the Army of the Lost without worrying about being attacked. Anyone who has physical contact with me can enjoy this honor. But take note, it

Noland

hand, you will

tear you apart, and the Big Skeleton will obliterate you with its Bone Hammer. Now,

swing gently along its

enjoy my protection, and continue to rise in Intelligence Department 4, or would you prefer to die valiantly here, becoming a hapless

waist and fired a few symbolic shots, creating the illusion that they were battling the Skeleton

value does a plain Sin Soldier

but with just the right amount of doubt etched onto

No.888, you

his gun after shooting the empty magazine, reloading with

lower-ranking military officers and soldiers, you, Mars, Alvin Stafford, and Lieutenant Grett are the only ones who might have been

and the face of Marsha

members of this team and keep supplying us with information. When the time is ripe, you must cooperate

Runes.”

cruelty rose

dares to bypass the Death Herald Guild and secretly studies Undead Runes, touching the mysteries of

the hand

Lee:

help us eliminate the enemies within the Empire and solidify the Death Herald Guild’s position as the precursor

and shrugged

not overestimate your own importance. Even without you, the Death Herald Guild can thwart Intelligence Department 4’s plans. We have

Soldier No. 888. This remuneration is a critical piece of information, enough to make you see

the muzzle of his gun to the fire in the distance, which was the jet of flame

will die today, right here in Tomb No. 1079. The one who will kill him is a Death Notice assassin currently undergoing an Undead transformation ceremony at the top of the

face a crushing defeat as a result

panic. You will

for a secret interrogation on you. But in reality, I’ll bring you anything you want, fine wine, cigarettes, women, and so

gave a

mediate between you and Siton Industries, to resolve

off. You will be rid of the Sin Soldier status, return to the world of civilized people, and resume the work of a teaching

is to ‘stumble upon’ ancient relics that could prove the legitimacy of the Death Herald Guild during archaeological activities

a pocket watch out of

already. The last time I diverted the undead for the soldiers, it took

and waved the amulet in front

Herald Guild and enjoy wealth and power, or follow

took a deep breath and gave a slight

of the undead, threatened me with life and death, showed me the power of the Death Herald Guild, and finally promised me rewards. You deterred me with might, enlightened me with reason, and moved me with benefits. Your procedures are pretty standard, Sergeant Piggs. It seems unnecessary

haha, I knew it would be easier to talk to someone

in the Undead

Piggs narrowed his eyes,

are you trying to say? Is the reward I’m offering not enough? I warn you, Sin Soldier No. 888, you are not irreplaceable. Do not try to take advantage of the situation to squeeze more benefits from me. It’s already a huge preferential treatment to be able to deliver cigarettes,

no, Sergeant Piggs, honorable

Noland Lee suddenly laughed.

rage burst from

but just for the pride in my heart! Who the fuck do you think you are, daring to shit on my

Piggs cursed:

bastard, you’ll

released the grip on

He realized that the surrounding undead didn’t show

the big skeleton, looked at Noland

enemy, not an ally, not one of them, but just a plain

“Impossible… impossible…”

in his hand, confirming again and again that there was no physical contact between him and