Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 62

Chapter 62: 54. The truth of the crime

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Two guards held Noland Lee up from his left and right, escorting him into Sergeant Pim’s tent, and placed him on a chair fitted with shackles.

Noland Lee’s wrists and ankles were both secured by metal cuffs.

The electric shock collar around his neck was firmly attached to a magnet on the back of the chair, making it impossible for him to turn his neck.

Sergeant Pim waved his guards away and walked over to his desk, sitting down. His eyes, hidden behind the lenses of his glasses, showed no emotion as they stared at Noland Lee as if he were a dead man:

“Sin Soldier No. 888, I’ve looked at your file. Real name, Noland Lee Jarvis; you used to be a History Assistant Teacher at Bowerthain City College. I’ve heard that you history buffs consider yourselves to be intelligent and keenly intuitive.

I suppose you’ve noticed my disdain for you and that I intentionally target you. But can you guess why? Go on, Sin Soldier 888 – tell me your thoughts.” Before Noland Lee could open his mouth, Pim raised his hand to stop him and then continued:

“Drop the forced panic act, Sin Soldier 888. I specialize in internal investigations and have studied psychology – I can tell if someone is genuine or fake from their micro-expressions. You’ve done an excellent job at pretending, good enough to fool those without professional training, but not good enough to fool me. I advise you not to lie to me. Otherwise, every word you say might be a reason for me to execute you on the spot.”

Noland Lee’s expression became serious as he realized just how hard it could be to deal with professionals.

He steadied himself, dropping the panic-stricken act and calmly saying:

“Alright, Chief Officer Pim, since you’ve already said all this, let’s be frank with each other. You asked me why you regard me as an enemy. At first, I didn’t know, but something Corporal Mars said gave me a clue.”

“What did he say?” Pim asked, with an air of arrogance.

“Fuel. The fuel for the burning magic protective shield.” Noland Lee replied.

“Impressive, Sin Soldier 888.”

Noland Lee as an enemy,

must have told you why he despises you,

and the sole harbinger of death within the Empire. The members of the

be related to

in you now, and you might have the chance to work

calm under

He spoke evenly:

financial expenses, and the Death

Empire and extorting money in

within the Empire can afford this. But only one company would be upset

Group, which mainly deals in fuel

you to prevent the Imperial Army from modifying the undead runes,

such massive fuel orders from the Weston Group. The Weston Group will suffer a significant loss, and consequently, the Death Herald Guild’s operating

Noland Lee shrugged slightly:

now. I, the most easily strangled Sin Soldier, either die now or join your Death Herald Guild and thoroughly destroy the plan to modify the Undead Runes. Then, like garbage, I’ll be discarded by you.

looked at the solemnness on Pim’s face, knowing he had

member of the Death Herald

financial supporter

The “Broken Coffin” plan.

Broken Coffin, Broken Coffin.

a magic protective cover shielding the Spirit

beneath the water, based on the magic protective

How pathetic and lamentable.

Noland Lee went on:

thought of more than that, Pim. The tragedies that befell my parents, brother, and sister, as well as my own debts, were all orchestrated by you, right? Your goal was to force me, a

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