Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1282

Chapter 1283

Salvador glanced at Rafael and said, "Of course, it must be your reputation that has struck fear into Sandoria. Even their marshal, Victor Crow, is clearly afraid of you."

Rafael naturally didn't think his brother was speaking sincerely.

With a wry smile, he said, "Your Majesty, you overestimate me. I don't possess such an overwhelming influence. Marshal Crow isn't afraid of me. They're just exhausted, with no way out after being defeated." "And yet, if they've been beaten so badly, surely they couldn't have regained their strength in just two or three short years," Salvador replied.

"Under normal circumstances, that would be true," Rafael agreed. "But even if they haven't fully

recovered, they wouldn't let us expand the Southern Frontier uncontested. They should be harassing us at least occasionally, yet they've been unnaturally quiet."

Salvador studied him for a moment. "You think someone is conspiring with them? That they're biding their time?"

"It's a possibility, isn't it?" Rafael replied.

They had discussed this before, and Salvador himself had leaned toward this theory. But Rafael knew his brother well-somewhere deep down, the king didn't want to acknowledge it.

made a noncommittal sound

lingered on him. Words hovered on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back. There

Sandoria, sending Rafael back to the Southern Frontier would be the

means to do so. To reinstate him now would mean undoing that decision-a bitter pill

in the royal study, no real progress had

brother speaking. Standing by the door, Derek quietly signaled

Rafael. But I also trust General Quinton and General Farrell. Even if Marshal Prince hasn't been on the battlefield in years, I'm confident he can manage with their support. Marshal Prince may not have your boldness, but he's a veteran soldier on

agreement nor disagreement

confidence in Oliver stemmed from a handful of victories in years past. Yet those victories had been hollow, achieved with overwhelming numbers rather than strategic brilliance. Moreover, ever since he was injured, Oliver had developed a fear of fighting. The man had made almost no achievements while stationed at the Southern Frontier. He neglected military

Salvador not

better than to voice his objections now. It would only risk provoking the king, potentially leading

the issue was trust-or rather,

rose to his feet and bowed. "I'll

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with the latest intelligence. The news came from the spy network they had built through

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