Chapter 88

The Mystic Army comprised thirty thousand strong troops, all personally trained by Rafael to protect the city. They were elite soldiers who were prepared to defend against any rebellion or attack on the capital. The Mystic Army rarely went to battlefields unless absolutely necessary.

Now, reclaiming the Southern Frontier had become a necessity.

Mobilizing troops from Riverhold Garrison could provoke the other enemy kingdom, Vesperia, into aggression. So, the troops from Riverhold Garrison couldn't be moved, which was why the Mystic Army had been dispatched.

Though the Mystic Army seldom saw battle, it didn't mean they hadn't been on a battlefield. On the contrary, all thirty thousand members were selected from war-hardened soldiers and rigorously trained further,

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Ten thousand of them were Obsidian Guards. They were responsible for the king's safety and maintaining order in the capital.

Another ten thousand handled criminal arrests. They were able to detain suspects, including royal family members, without public trials. They only needed to report directly to Rafael.

The remaining ten thousand monitored officials, often disguised as commoners and mingling with servants in noble households.

Now, fifteen thousand soldiers from the Mystic Army had arrived at the Southern Frontier-five thousand from each division. Rafael took Carissa to where the Mystic Army troops were and ordered them all to assemble.

the same height, with their ages ranging from twenties to forties. They formed a neat,

stood with his hands behind his back, the

Southern Frontier,

"Yes, sir!"

echoed across the camp outside llyrian

meeting their resolute gazes. With soldiers like these,

the face of each mighty Mystic Army soldier glow, making them look like

Aurora complained. You shouldn't have held me back. The

if not her, they wouldn't be under us. The Mystic Army reports to the marshal. As

necessarily. Didn't we lead our troops

General Sullivan had been holding Victory Pass for a long time before we

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injured. Remember our first battle at Victory Pass? We were

third uncle's timely intervention, Barrett would have died on the battlefield. However,

memory darkened Barrett's mood. He

saving each other. You don't owe Carissa anything; if you owe anyone, it's

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