Constructing-Style Wizard

- 143: 89. Opening Drumbeat_2

- 143: 89. Opening Drumbeat_2

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Guards rubbed the paper in their hands, slightly nodded, dropped a sentence, and walked away expressionlessly:

“Remember, you only have 10 minutes.”

As the guards walked away, Sully leaned towards the door, tears glistening in her eyes.

Wiping her tears, she whispered:

“Jarvis, have you been treated unfairly? I have settled things with the guards outside, and they promised to deliver food and drinks to you on time… ” Noland Lee sighed inwardly.

The charm of his current appearance was astonishingly powerful, at least three times as effective as an ordinary person’s. The ‘charm’ was indeed deadly.

To be honest, such a ‘charm’ level wouldn’t be considered extraordinary in the city district. There were many handsome men and beautiful women there, and everyone had ways to vent their loneliness.

But in the strict and disciplined Legion Fortress, it was enough to enchant every lonely woman.

Facing Sully, who was completely infatuated, Noland Lee shook his head and interrupted her:

“Sully. Thank you for doing so much for me. Thank you.”

“What…” Sully’s expression froze, her mouth opened, and her tears flowed even heavier.

Noland Lee slowly approached the door and said:

“But you must understand that we are impossible. I knew that from the beginning. I admit, your appearance, figure, knowledge, and profession are impeccable. If we were at a different time, in a different place, with different identities, we might have had a better outcome.

“But now, Sully, face reality. Don’t waste your time and money on a troublesome person like me. It will not only cause you pain but also add to my burden.

“My existence is a mistake, so let’s end it here.”

Sully covered her mouth, lowered her head, and tears streamed down her face:

“I know, Jarvis. I have known about your situation from the Chief Officer for a long time. I also know that there would be no end to our relationship, but I still want to do something.”

Unrequited love is somewhat similar to wetting one’s pants.

Everyone can smell the scent of unrequited love, but only the person wearing the wet pants can feel the warmth…

Although this analogy was crude, it was not wrong…

Facing Sully, who cried even harder, Noland Lee raised his hand and knocked on the door:

“Sully, tell me, what time is it now?”

Sully tried to stop crying, rummaging through the purse and taking out a mechanical clock:

“Now… now it’s 9:30 PM.”

“What is the safest place in the Legion Fortress, where the ‘Imperial Fist’ is always guarded?” Noland Lee asked again.

“The armory and the medicine warehouse are the safest… the medicine warehouse is located deep inside the Medical Department, and there will be several Lieutenants guarding it. ”

After thinking for two seconds, Noland Lee said:

“…Alright, I understand. Your time is almost up, you should go. We are done here, understand? Do not get too attached to me. You will meet someone more suitable in the future.”

Sully cried some more, covering her face with both hands and sobbing.

“I know, I know… I just can’t accept your situation all of a sudden… Why did they treat you like this? You were just following orders. You’re not a Death

Notice Spy, nor a life-threatening bandit. Why did they…?”

Sully left with tears and sobs, her beautiful figure indescribably desolate.

Her cries only completely disappeared from Noland Lee’s ears when the sluice gate at the end of the corridor was closed by the guard.

“*Squeak* ”

A pair of eyes appeared on the door across from him.

The owner of the eyes grinned at Noland Lee and made two calls:

“Mate, you’ve got some skills. We all heard it. How did you make that woman so devoted to you?”

“Hehe, yeah… ”

“A woman came here late at night and cried so pitifully, it almost broke my heart.”

Goofy conversations spread from the nearby isolation rooms.

Listening to the commotion, the guard opened the sluice gate and knocked on the wall a few times with a metal rod, and the corridor fell quiet again.

Noland Lee had no time to engage with those soldiers.

He returned to the ground, sitting cross-legged and continuing to sketch the fortress map.

*Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle…*”

In the dim isolation room, Noland Lee was holding his arm and staring at the map he had made.

Suddenly, the sound of bubbles bursting came from the toilet pit in the corner.

“Undead spirits are here?”

Noland Lee raised an eyebrow, quickly wiped away the map, and looked at the water surface next to the thatched pit.

A few strands of dark green sewage rose from below the water surface, carrying bubbles to the surface.

These bubbles were also dark green.

They burst on the surface, releasing a similarly colored gas into the air.

Noland Lee locked his eyes on the strange colored gas and unleashed the Deconstruction technique.

[System Message: You are about to deconstruct “A Strand of Undead Poisonous

Fog”.]NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Not bad, just as I thought. Using the connection between groundwater and the fortress’s water channels, the Undead Poisonous Fog spreads throughout the

Legion Fortress. This is the Undead Cult’s first step in destroying the Korabo

Corps Fortress. This alone is enough to kill a third of the people in the fortress.

Those who survive are either Military Officers who have had their First Strengthening Injection or ordinary soldiers and people who are not asleep yet.”

Noland Lee did not reveal his plan to Sully, nor did he issue any further warnings to her..