"So I'll hole up in the dormitory for three days. Except for eating and going to the toilet, nobody can make me go out."
Noland Lee quickened his pace.
He raised his hand, lowered his head to look at his thumb, and his gaze fell on the alchemy mark on the pad of his thumb, while his mind was filled with thoughts.
"I currently have three fake identities. First, an Iron Thorn Security Team Member, second, a Death Experiment Subject, and third, Sin Soldier No. 888 Noland Lee Jarvis.
"Considering the hostile wizards, the Empire's Military Intelligence Section 6, and even the powerful alchemists I might accidentally offend in the future, it's best for me to prepare more fake identities, layering them on top of each other. That way, even if I can't beat my enemies, I can fake my death and escape through my fake identities.
"Compared to identity cards, I feel that the alchemy marks made by the Great Alchemist are more likely to convince my enemies.
