Constructing-Style Wizard

He came to the side of the door curtain, carefully lifted the curtain, and looked outside, but could only see things within a ten-meter range.

Sergeant Mars cursed under his breath:

“Damn, it’s that sickening spell again. Our vision and hearing range are limited.”

Noland Lee came to the door and glanced at the dark outside:

“Where are the guards in the camp? Why haven’t they sounded the alarm?” Sergeant Mars had the same question in mind.

“Let’s go check the Commander’s tent, Jarvis. There should be at least one guard on duty there.”

Sergeant Mars was about to step out when he retracted his foot in the next second and hastily retreated.

“Hush… someone’s coming. It’s not clear if it’s a guard.”

“Click, click…” Footsteps on the ground tiles approached from a distance, entering the range of Noland Lee and Mars’ vision and hearing.

“Canary… Canary… Where are you? Canary…” The person outside whispered, calling the name and walking past every tent in the campsite.

“Don’t let us down at this critical moment, Canary. We’re just missing your

Bone-mending Wand. Come out, Canary.”

The footsteps were getting very close.

It seemed that the person was looking for someone named “Canary” to get a Bone-mending Wand from them.

He would lift the curtain and take a peek every time he passed a tent.

Noland Lee and Mars clenched their firearms, using the hard bed as cover, hiding behind the bed, with their guns pointing at the door curtain.

The person outside came to the entrance of their tent.

He stopped, looked at the tent’s number:

“Alvin Army’s Mars Squad… How come there are other army’s tents here… Did

Sterling not notice this tent when arranging people to camp?”

Sergeant Mars’ eyes flickered rapidly, seemingly pondering quickly.

He raised his hand, gesturing to Noland Lee “do not shoot”, then pressed his palm down, indicating to put away the firearms and hide his entire body behind the bed board.

As soon as Noland Lee hid himself, the person outside lifted the tent curtain and looked inside.

“An empty tent… Hiss… Did the Alvin army forget to pack up this tent when they left?”

The man murmured a few words at the doorway.

A strong smell of blood drifted in from the entrance.

The smell was so strong that it was nauseating, as if the man had just walked out of a slaughterhouse,

Noland Lee was lying on the ground at this moment, placing his entire body behind the bed.

His head was close to the ground, and he could see the man’s feet through the gap under the bed.

Noland Lee saw fresh filthy blood on the shoes and pieces of flesh on the soles.

He had a thought and used Deconstruction technique.

System Message: You are about to use Deconstruction on a “Death Notice Assassin”.

Death Notice Assassin…

It seemed that the assassin had just dealt with the guards in the camp, no wonder the camp was completely silent.

“Canary, where are you? Come out quickly. We’re all ready, waiting for your Bone-mending Wand. ”

The assassin at the door saw that there was no one inside, put down the curtain, turned around, and left. He called “Canary” while checking other tents.

Noland Lee looked towards the direction of the door curtain, blinked his eyes, and felt something odd in his heart…

Isn’t the Bone-mending Wand the Death Notice assassin wants inside Pim’s tent? Why not just go and take it?

Ah, now he understood.

The assassin only knew that the person he was to meet was called “Canary”, but did not know the real identity of “Canary”..