Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 334

Hell Monarch Estate was bustling with activity today. Most officials and military officers of the fourth rank and above were there. Those who weren't present were either at Silverstone Estate or Valor Estate. However, the main topic of conversation at Hell Monarch Estate wasn't Carissa, the new princess consort, but rather the group of martial artists led by Adrian. His presence alone was enough to spark private whispers and speculation.

Who was Adrian Russell?

The Russell family had once been a powerful family in the capital, but they eventually withdrew from the circles of power to establish their own guild. Some insightful individuals claimed that, although there was no formal leader of the martial arts world, Adrian's position was essentially equivalent to that of a leader.

Why?

Because Adrian was both wealthy and highly skilled.

His combat skills were exceptional-one could only guess at the extraordinary experiences that had honed his abilities to such a level.

As for his wealth, it was beyond measure. Having accumulated their fortune over generations, The Russell family had bought so much land and property that even Adrian might not be able to keep track of it all.

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at Meadow Ridge. It wasn't just a single piece of land-it stretched for hundreds of miles, with countless estates and fields. Adrian also owned any properties elsewhere, including numerous shops

had brought with him today were unlike the typical martial artists one might expect. They lacked the rough, unruly demeanor commonly associated with

the common people's

worth much consideration. After all, many apprentices from various guilds were merely bodyguards or

topic was the dowry the Pathfinders

chests filled. with gold bars and ingots. The purity of the gold was unquestionable, familiar to those used to handling such treasures. As for the rare and exotic treasures, some were things they had never

even owned a single one of those, it would be the talk of the town for quite some

clearly meant to support the Hell Monarch's princess. consort for ten lifetimes. Even if Rafael took many concubines and wives in the future, filling his home with children, they would never be able to

these precious items, her hands trembled as she examined the dowry, and she kept muttering, "Oh, Heavenly Lord. However, when Rafael led his bride out to make the ceremonial toasts, Carissa. immediately became the

said that when angered, a man would go to great lengths for a beautiful woman. In this case, many

young ladies, all eyes were irresistibly drawn to her. Especially when she blushed and smiled shyly, it was as if everyone's

relatives and officials present had seen Carissa before, at the celebration feast after the soldiers returned victorious from

time, describing her as messy wouldn't have been enough to explain her appearance. The people present that day had preferred to keep their distance to avoid being affected by her presence. Her skin had been tan, dry, and peeling. It had been better to not look at her at