Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 923

Carissa tapped the rim of the bowl, her nails clinking against the glass. A soft, clear sound rang out.

"Sometimes, not crying and not making a scene is actually more painful than the tears and noise," she murmured.

"I figured that out later," Violet said, rising to her feet and wrapping her arms around her friend. "That's why I'll always be by your side, until you give me back that arrogant Carissa from Blue Stone Spring."

Carissa pushed her away gently, quickly wiping away tears that had fallen.

She smiled and asked, "Does it have to be the Carissa from Blue Stone Spring? What about the one who beat you under the apple tree? Or the one who beat you outside the Inferno Guild? Or the one who defeated you on the mountaintop...

Violet ground her teeth in frustration. "Shut up already! It looks like you haven't had enough of my life's bitter, sour, sweet, and salty. How about I bring you a whole pot of it and see if I can numb your tongue?"

She put her hands on Carissa's shoulders. "You're really getting on my nerves."

Carissa wiped her tears on Violet's sleeve, but then suddenly threw her arms around her friend tightly, her shoulders trembling. She clung to Vialet for a long time, her shoulders shaking without stopping.

nothing. It was just like when they were younger. After the sparring match, Carissa had laughed at her for crying, only to hold her

pulled back, choking

her a handkerchief. "Don't wipe your tears

in her hand, still crying and laughing

one I gave you last time? You still

her nose stuffy. "No. The one you gave me was thrown away long ago. This one is from your estate.

"Why would you take those? There

"Only these can prove that you're weaker than

couldn't help it anymore-she burst into

until he was sitting on the ground. Hugging his knees tightly, he pressed his face

family massacre during their discussions, everyone knew it was an unspoken shadow hanging over them. With

Carissa had casually brushed off with a simple sentence, saying that her family was dead, had unraveled into something far more harrowing. Scene by scene, the tragedy came to life before

imagine how Carissa had endured it all.

and guild members who were strict yet loved him deeply. If they were all brutally killed, he would go mad. He wouldn't care about the so-called "greater good". When he saw his enemies, he would do whatever it took to take revenge,

it. Her grandfather and uncles were all loyal generals, placing the kingdom before their family, and she was proud of that. Yet,