Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1122

In his excitement, Salvador momentarily forgot the consequences.

Adrian's ancestors had once been given a royal title, but the hereditary line had long since ended. Granting such a title again, especially without a major accomplishment to back it, would surely raise suspicion.

At present, the six-barrel matchlock had yet to be mass-produced and an elite shooting unit was still not established. It was far too early to grant a royal title, and doing so now would only draw the eyes of the entire kingdom to Meadow Ridge. "Yes, you're right. We'll hold off on it for now. There's no rush," Salvador said, his eyes gleaming.

It was the brightest light Rafael had seen in his eyes since he had ascended the throne.

Salvador was eager to see the full power of the six-barrel matchlock for himself. He ordered the Nightsteel Guard to seal off the Cold Palace, forbidding anyone from entering.

The Cold Palace was vast and uninhabited since Sigmund's reign. Out of kindness, the women who had lived there had been relocated to a royal convent for their care.

When Salvador saw how the six-barrel matchlock nearly pierced through the Cold Palace's wall, he was stunned beyond measure.

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out its maximum power yet. I'll have the armory chief and the weapon smiths study it further when I return." Davis understood some of the contents of the notebook. The most powerful part

to make the most of it, but he was also worried about others taking notice.

It was clear that the ideas were continuously being refined. Adrian hadn't hidden anything-he

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of Carissa, his young apprentice, Rafael, too, had come from the Pathfinders Guild. Although they both held positions of authority, they were still warriors at heart. In the event of war,

leaving the palace, Davis hurried back to the Ministry of Defense, practically

old grudges were now forgotten. He shrugged and told her it was fine, but as long as he was in the

Violet agree to such an offer? Not only that-if Isaac wanted to visit entertainment houses or theater halls, Violet

melon, Isaac glanced at Violet. "Fine. Next

Violet left, Rafael came inside. Isaac had just finished the melon and was wiping his hands with a

the king say?" Isaac asked

pleased," Rafael replied. "He wants to reward Sage Adrian, but since the matchlock hasn't been mass-produced

anything," Isaac said with a nonchalant shrug. "But if he could send a few jars of palace