Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1257

It took Carissa an hour to pull herself out of the paralyzing grip of fear. Afterward, she mounted her horse and rode straight to the palace. She needed a reason to leave the capital.

Salvador had received two letters from Rafael. The first letter reported an unusual village they had come across, and they suspected that the villagers were the private army they were looking for. Salvador had sent a secret order for Rafael to investigate the area.

The second letter described their initial foray into the mountains, where the defenses were tight, confirming the presence of a private army. However, they had not yet found the weapons or supplies. Salvador had sent another order to continue the investigation, with a directive to destroy any weapons and supplies found.

Since then, there had been no word from Rafael.

Salvador was, admittedly, a little worried. Sending just a few people to scout several mountain ranges, without knowing the size of the enemy force or whether they had martial arts experts among them, was undeniably risky.

At the same time, he also saw it as an excellent opportunity. If they could locate and destroy the weapons, they could immediately mobilize troops under the guise of quelling bandits. This approach would avoid unnecessary fanfare and potentially reduce casualties.

deepened his concern. But without information, it was impossible

Carissa to lead a group to Jasford City to oversee the delivery of a shipment of luxurious brocade. This particular shipment was intended as a gift

well-known that the area surrounding Jasford City was rife with mountain bandits. The surrounding hills offered ideal vantage points for the bandits, who would then descend to rob passing merchants. Therefore, sending Carissa with the Mystic Army to escort the brocade was the perfect cover. However, there was no need for a large force. He assigned 50 men to accompany her, and the rest-whatever extra help she required-she would have to

Bun, Alana, and Leah, along with Isaac and Claire, were all packed and ready to go. Meanwhile, Mabel, Iris, and

shipments, so their departure did not raise any suspicions. After all, the team

already sent word back to Meadow Ridge. Éverett would surely send reinforcements,

bracelet her seventh uncle had sent her, with a red whip coiled around her waist. Holding the Rose Spear firmly, she mounted her horse with ease. Her attire was a simple green tunic over soft armor, her hair tied up in a high ponytail that gave her a

nearly a hundred miles from Lunvale-a distance that wasn't too far, yet not too close either. For the Mystic Army, it was manageable. They planned to rest in Jasford City for a day, allowing their horses to recover. That way Carissa and her group could at least reach Lunvale

was a relatively prosperous inland city. It wasn't near the sea, but a river flowed

was a village in Lunvale called Stone Village. It was a very remote place, still without proper roads, with only winding, narrow paths climbing up and down the mountains. Along the way, there were several other villages, but the

traversing treacherous terrain to

heart of the