Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 1402

Clifford's eyes gleamed with a sharp light. "Very well. Let's hear some of your self-righteous words." Salvador, ever the suspicious soul, had always been wary of the Hell Monarch's household. Even if Carissa hadn't risen for women's rights, Salvador would still remain cautious of her.

How could Carissa not know Clifford's intentions? From the moment he asked, she knew it was a trap. Before she could respond, Clifford sneered and added, "You can always start by flattering King Salvador. Praise him for how he treats women under his rule. As long as your conscience is clear, feel free to do

So.

Carissa was infuriated, but she wasn't willing to be baited. She met his mocking, challenging gaze. "Don't make assumptions. That's not the same thing at all. You think people are ignorant and narrow- minded as they can't understand your preferences, so you resort to extreme measures to gain their approval. But that's your personal problem. You can't speak for others like you, and you're not fighting for their well-being. You're only bringing them hatred and resentment. If people knew what you were doing, they'd condemn you even more."

Clifford's face paled instantly. For a moment, his expression twisted into a malicious grin. "You still haven't answered. If women are oppressed to the point of being unable to survive, would you not have done the same as me?"

Carissa's response was firm. "If it's just a hypothetical, then it's not a reality. I don't need to consider it." "In the end, you're just too afraid to answer," Clifford sneered.

Carissa retorted, "To equate 'unable to survive' with 'not being understood by the majority' is absurd, don't you think?"

She locked eyes with Clifford, her gaze unwavering.

a life of comfort and freedom. So why do you feel the need to

how others see you. But instead, you've turned this into some noble struggle for

like that-whether men or women-we call them resentful

turned to Gerald. "Do you have anything else to say?" Gerald gazed at Carissa for a long moment, his thoughts swirling in a complex

all just resentment

go." Gerald stood up, his posture hunched with

However, Carissa's words

life had drained out of him. His face was pale, and his gaze grew

Gerald walked

them, Clifford's voice

laughter and sobs. Gerald paused for a moment, his lips turning

was setting a trap for you with that question... He's despicable," Gerald finally said,

nodded. "I know, but those questions don't require

Gerald sighed. "You're smart-you

ret