Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1140

Kyle continued, recounting the rest of the story.

After Isaac was cast out, the charlatan assumed the child would not survive. Whether he lived or died didn't matter. Eventually, wolves would eat him, and there would be nothing left.

But by chance, Adrian passed through that area. One night, he heard a faint baby-like cry and got curious. Thinking he had found a spirit, he followed the sound, only to be disappointed when he found Isaac. First, it wasn't a baby-it was a five or six-year-old child.

Second, it wasn't a spirit-it was a sick child on the brink of death. Having been abandoned there for who knows how long, one of his toes had been gnawed off by rats and his foot was covered in blood. Worse still, there were poisonous snakes nearby. Luckily, Isaac was so sick he barely moved, and the snakes didn't approach.

What incredible luck the child had. Barely breathing, he was still alive when Adrian found him. Despite his misgivings, Adrian took Isaac back with him. After a few days of light food and two doses of medicine, he actually started to recover.

In the capital, David had consulted many physicians who could not make Isaac any better. Yet, just a few bowls of soup and two doses of medicine had worked wonders.

It was extraordinary.

thin, with barely any flesh on him. Isaac was nearly six years old, but looked like he was only three or four.

figured the child must be bold, and having courage was the most important thing in life. With that thought, Adrian decided

a child could already remember things. Once Isaac trusted Adrian enough, he shared his story.

dead. However, Adrian found the charlatan and took him back to Meadow Ridge. Saying the cool autumn day was a good time for drying cured meat,

so he cut

exactly when the charlatan died, but he hung there for three months before being taken down. Burial was out of the question, and they couldn't waste a mat to wrap him in. Digging a hole felt too disrespectful to the earth itself, so they simply threw his body to the wolves. Strangely enough, even the wolves rejected him. If it hadn't

had lived in

or

noble family with a long history of military honor believed the lies about borrowing the power of some deity. It was one thing for the ignorant common folk to fall for it, but the Earl of Silverstone's family believed it completely. They even handed over

name Adrian had given him. He hoped the boy's future would be full of music and joy, free from the hardships of

refused, saying there was no need. Seraphina had died in that fire, and