Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1378

As Nicholas rode out, he saw Clifford in the distance, which finally put his mind at ease.

He knew how fearless Clifford was once people were willing to give their all and feared nothing, they could achieve anything.

This was the war Nicholas had dreamed of the battle for his great cause.

All the calmness he had once carried disappeared. The suppressed fire in his blood surged through his limbs, and the desire to rule the world filled him with an overwhelming strength and conviction.

He believed that ambition was the most powerful force in the world, and that it was unstoppable.

What he didn't realize was that ambition wasn't the strongest force. The greatest forces were love and hate, justice and unity.

It was the patriotism of Carissa, the commander of the Mystic Army!

It was the hatred of Carissa, whose family had been slaughtered!

It was also the union of soldiers and martial artists, working together to expel the rebels and uphold justice for the people!

Nicholas quickly realized something was wrong. The soldiers led by Clifford had all taken off their military uniforms, revealing civilian clothes underneath. Embroidered on the fabric was the Spencer family's crest. They were from the Spencer family!

He realized he had been tricked. It wasn't Clifford who had arrived, but the Spencer family's people, along with a group of martial artists.

No matter how skilled Nicholas was, he was trapped and couldn't even command his troops once Adrian appeared.

their way from the river to

It was the closest street to the palace, with few civilians, so

tight, their most trusted guards

and had climbed up to the walls to watch the battle.

the

especially after a group of idle nobles

-

had even been replaced-it

fierce. Carissa and her subordinates were covered in blood-enemy blood. They all felt

fought at the Southern Frontier, especially for Carissa. Even though

had just been used by the rebels and led

the price they had to pay for being

heavily guarded. Messengers continuously entered to report the progress

to doubt Carissa's ability to handle the situation. But as more reports came in, saying the Mystic Army was closing in on the rebels and victory seemed near, his worried

who had come specifically to keep him company, remained remarkably calm.

worry. With the Mystic Army here, the rebels stand no

worries, so she spoke carefully. She didn't mention

emphasized the strength of the Mystic

to the one who earned it no

hoping that was truly

and the entire capital seemed