Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 68

"I lost count after thirty," Carissa said, raising her arm. The Rose Spear felt incredibly heavy.

War was truly exhausting.

"I counted-I killed fifty!" Bun tried to jump up with a fancy flip, but ended up face-planting to the ground instead. Because there were too many people on the battlefield, Bun's sword had been knocked away. He ended

up using his fiste feet to fight before finally retrieving his weapon after the enemy forces had

retreated.

"I killed sixty-three," Violet reported.

Rafael's deputy, Dylan, approached them, covered in blood and grime.

Carissa sat up first, then used the Rose Spear to help herself stand. "Deputy Ziegler!"

"Carissa!" Dylan's eyes sparkled with surprise and excitement. "Do you know how many enemies you've killed?"

"No, I lost count," Carissa replied.

Dylan clapped his hands in delight.

include those you didn't stab in the throat. You're amazing! Is this really your first battle? All the generals say you're just

said, struggling to stay on her feet. She was unsure if it was cold or fatigue making her legs

to sit down again, so Dylan urged, "Come quickly! The marshal wants to see

marshal wants to see

a promotion. Bun had definitely killed fifty, and Carissa had done exceptionally well, proving herself as the best fighter among them. They helped each other into the

room left. The sudden halt caused everyone behind him to stumble and

by the spectacle, kicked Bun

Carissa, and

exhausted to be modest, so she

have General Sinclair's

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clapped Carissa's shoulder with such force that she nearly fell to her knees. She steadied herself, determined not to embarrass her father. "Carissa, hear

voice carried a weight of

our command,

commander! You'll

and

commanders with a hundred troops assigned to them, and

a regiment commander commanded one thousand

didn't change anything. After all, Carissa had already been their boss back in Meadow