Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 864

Carissa’s voice rang clear, neither too loud nor too soft, ensuring that everyone in the hall could hear her.

‘Perhaps some of you believe that Madam Amelia’s death is trivial, but what if she were your sister, daughter, or relative? Would you be able to empathize a little more? After all, everyone here has studied the teachings of the sages, and you’re all compassionate toward the elderly and the weak. Many women are divorced because of serious illness or infertility. They were innocent, to begin with.”

Carissa sighed, her expression heavy with sorrow.

“A woman’s life is still a life. Are we truly in a world that seeks to exterminate them?”

What if she were your sister, daughter, or relative?

Many people scoffed inwardly at Carissa’s words. Yet, her mention of the teachings of the sages cast a moral shackle on them. How could they argue against that? Any rebuttal would make them seem unreasonable, as if they were out to destroy women completely.

If these words had come from a man, it would have been easier to counter. But they were spoken by a woman–the only woman in the hall–at Salvador’s behest.

with compassion, speaking on behalf of women. Who could counter that without appearing to bully her? It would be shameful for so many officials

into a heavy silence. Though some faces displayed discontent, no one

moment was ripe. It was time to move forward with the plan. It was necessary to remove any remaining obstacles. After all, Velrune

declared. “While the court will not provide funding, the embroidery workshop must operate under government supervision. It shall not exploit or mistreat women, and all the money earned will belong to them. Should I learn that the people of Hell Monarch Estate intend to profit

“You are benevolent, Your Majesty. I thank

had succeeded. A smile crept onto Carissa’s lips. She hurriedly hid it by lowering

her joy, she felt a twinge of sadness. If only the embroidery workshop had been established sooner, Amelia might still

raised his voice to say, “Your Majesty is wise and benevolent. I hold you in the highest regard. Women are inherently weaker. As men, it is our duty to protect them. If they find themselves at their wit’s end, should we not allow them even one path to survival? If we don’t, what difference is there between us and beasts that

weight, pleasing Salvador with

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It was clear

rare smile and announced, “Court

a lighthearted touch of their thumbs and shared a knowing