Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 135: 86. It’s difficult to help a fool_3

Translator: 549690339

Noland Lee became quiet and calm, no longer as tense as before, completely ignoring the red spores on the other’s arm.

“I am an investigator of Military Intelligence Section Two, and I must abide by the rules. According to Empire Law, only the Tribunal can punish you.” The female investigator slightly furrowed her brows.

The changes in Noland Lee made her feel uneasy, but she couldn’t figure out the reason behind them.

“Raise your hands, hold your head and squat down, Sin Soldier No. 888.” The female investigator’s tone grew colder, and the flame light on her arm became even brighter.

Noland Lee remained unmoved.

He tilted his head slightly upward, looking at the ceiling, and exhaled:

“You won’t kill me, Chief Officer. There’s no need to repeat the same words. The only people who want to kill me are the spies of the Death Herald Guild. It’s rare for me to see a real Military Intelligence Section Two investigator.”

“Don’t stall for time, Sin Soldier No. 888.”

The female investigator aimed her arm at Noland Lee, and the red spores swelled, spraying a stream of flames.

“Enough already. Put down your arm. Aren’t you tired of holding it up?

Noland Lee sneered, shook his hand, and walked to the wall, crossing his arms and leaning against it.

“Don’t test my patience!” The female investigator’s face was filled with anger, not looking like the cold superior from before.

Noland Lee crossed his arms, looking teasingly at the female investigator, not hiding his admiration for her figure.

“Chief Officer, may I know your name?”

The female investigator pursed her lips, a hint of anger in her eyes, but she didn’t use the spores to shoot the blazing flames in the end.

“Relax a bit, Chief Officer. There are only the two of us here. Let’s talk. Let’s talk about the Empire, the Undead, and this damn Suffering Borderland.”

Noland Lee looked at the angry but hesitant female investigator and smiled:

“Did you know, Chief Officer? If it weren’t for my lack of resources at the moment, you would never have the chance to act so arrogantly in front of me. In my eyes, both you and Marsha Murphy seem as stupid.”

me to kill you.” The female investigator’s voice

from the red spores and rushed toward Noland Lee’s face, but disappeared before touching the tip of his nose. “Powerless roars. just

stretching out his fingers, and pointing to his own

results in you always being led

your hands, hold your head, and

her issued gun from her waist, and held the freezing cold muzzle

gun away with his index finger, and walked towards the

much do you know about this magic wand? Do you know what the patterns on it represent? Do you know its status in Death Magic? Do you

over, grabbed Noland Lee’s arm, pushed him away from the box, then used her toes to cover the box, aiming her gun

eyes widened, grinding her teeth, and said word

step,

completely ignored her,

a pity, Chief Officer. It seems you don’t know what this wand does. Considering your terrible attitude,

pointing to the direction of the riverbank, and said to the female investigator with a

its water, there are many, many high-density Death Element Stones. The Vidas Army has earned a big harvest. They’ve intercepted a large number of Death Element Stones, planning to send them

nothing to do with you, Sin Soldier No. 888. You are under arrest now.” The female investigator pulled the trigger and fired

bullet head fell beside Noland Lee’s foot,

Sin Soldier No. 888. You guessed right, I really won’t kill you.

with the female investigator’s threat, Noland

should choose my left or right leg because they’re the weakest.” “piu-” Another silenced bullet shot out, brushing past Noland

kidding, don’t be so

chuckled, slowly moving towards the

many casting materials? …Oh, sorry, I forgot, you lot are more dim-witted.

investigator, allowing the muzzle of her

his arm, placing his wrist in front of

me. Take me back to the Legion Fortress. Then I’ll

Lee’s sudden capitulation confused the

two seconds to react and realize she should take out

had been leading her by the nose all this time, and a feeling of humiliation welled

striking Noland Lee’s temple with the butt of the gun, and yelled angrily, her saliva splattering: “Sin Soldier No. 888! Put your hands on your head and squat down!” Noland Lee held his throbbing temple, his body

uovvn:

myself so clear, and you still don’t get it?

the ground. Then she bent her knee, pressed it onto his

even