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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land-it stretched for hundreds of miles,

expect. They lacked the rough, unruly demeanor

shattered the common people's preconceptions

consideration. After all, many apprentices

the dowry the Pathfinders

items were displayed for everyone to see. It included numerous chests filled. with gold bars and ingots. The purity of the gold was unquestionable, familiar

if anyone even owned a single one of those, it would be the talk of the town for quite some time. But here, there

concubines and wives in the future, filling his

trembled as she examined the dowry, and she kept muttering, "Oh, Heavenly Lord. However, when

a man would go to great lengths for a beautiful woman. In this case, many would agree that the beautiful woman

dazzling gem. Wherever she went, whether among the distinguished gentlemen or young ladies, all eyes were irresistibly drawn to her. Especially when she blushed and smiled shyly, it was as if everyone's gaze

had seen Carissa before, at the celebration feast after the soldiers returned victorious from

to keep their distance to avoid being affected by her presence. Her skin had been tan, dry, and peeling. It had