Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 909

After Sebastian left, Lawrence turned to his father. 'Dad, no matter what it takes, we must stop Kevin."

Edwin nodded. "Don't worry. I won't let General Sullivan fall into such an unjust situation."

Even if it meant losing his noble title, there were some things and people Edwin would protect with everything he had. His ancestors had been military officers, and they had earned the title of marquis on the battlefield. If he had to give up his title to protect Dominic, Edwin believed his ancestors would understand and not fault him.

Edwin wasn't confident he could convince Kevin. The young man had always been strong-willed and had learned early on to plan for his future. Unfortunately, luck had never been on his side. Every time something important came up, Kevin would either fall ill or something would happen to prevent him from making a name for himself.

For years, Kevin was nothing more than a low-ranking guard in the crown prince's personal guard unit. Even after Salvador's ascension, when he was placed in the Mystic Army and later made part of the Crown Guard, he still hadn't risen much in rank. His chance to go to Victory Pass only came because Galen had recommended him to lan.

Kevin had always wanted to stand out. Now that he had such an opportunity, he wasn't going to let it slip away easily.

Elderglen Estate, he

too concerned. He knew Kevin was an upright person, though lacking in luck. He suspected that Kevin was internally struggling with whether or not to speak out. If Edwin

truly wanted to use the situation to advance, it would make more sense for him to be open with Felix, who was from the Quinton family and related to Logan, a prince consort. What

should understand him well. While Salvador might

powerful military officers and influential families, but as a man, he respected Dominic. He wouldn't want anyone stabbing the general in

to Carissa, trying to

Commander Prince spoke up, there's been a lot of talk about your grandfather. Many people are speaking out on his behalf, and

officials, in contrast, weren't so cautious. Whenever they gathered for drinks,

was a hero in the hearts

couldn't help but feel the poignancy of his aging years. This only added to the sense of

control. As it gained momentum, people started voicing all kinds of opinions. Some began to suggest that Barrett,

an arrow and couldn't make decisions at that time. If anyone were to be questioned about the failure, it should be those who had been responsible for