Chapter 955

Rafael wisely avoided commenting on the previous subject and quickly changed the topic.

"When did you arrive? Why didn't you send someone to let me know?"

"You have your own things to handle. I'm just here to keep an eye on things for you. How's everything going? Have you captured the target?" Everett asked. From Everett's tone, it was clear he was already aware of the assassination attempt that had taken place earlier that evening.

Rafael, looking rather pleased with himself, answered proudly, "Carissa and the others have already apprehended Commander Icarus and delivered him to the Supreme Court. He claimed to be the best fighter in Westhaven, but ended up being utterly defeated when he faced Carissa."

Everett responded with a neutral grunt before casting a brief glance at Carissa. "She has no real skills except for her martial arts. Icarus isn't the top fighter in Westhaven, either. That kingdom has many skilled warriors who choose not to serve in the court. Beating him isn't much of an achievement. Don't get too proud of yourself."

"Yes, sir," Carissa replied obediently.

After everything Carissa had been through, the way people looked at her had changed. Some pitied her, some admired her, and others envied her.

But Everett? He still treated her the same way he had when she was at Meadow Ridge. There was no difference at all.

Jacob then gave a brief rundown of what had happened since their participation in the palace banquet-details about Edgeview Estate, the movements of the people at Hartstone Estate, and the reports from Concorde Lodge. Once he finished, Everett spoke first before Rafael could.

"Everything else can wait, but sleep should never be delayed. I know you're in charge of the negotiations, and everything depends on you. Go get some rest," he said.

Rafael had no choice but to comply when his mentor gave him an order. However, he still had one more question.

mean when you said my martial uncle

that pleaded for silence. However, Rafael was completely unaware or perhaps simply didn't care. "He was playing with gunpowder and blew it up,"

expect Adrian to have such a hobby. "Your courtyard is so large. Did

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even move, however, Everett's sharp voice rang out, "What, are you going to the negotiations tomorrow

from the

to force me to the capital and keep an eye on your junior apprentice.

say?

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