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

face your own heart and stay firm in your choices. As long as you have enough courage and confidence, you don't need to care about how others see you. But instead, you've turned this into some noble struggle for the 'greater good'. But at its core, it's

then continued, "People like that-whether

Gerald. "Do you have anything else to say?" Gerald gazed at Carissa for a long

it was all

up, his posture

face them, as if he was about to say something. However, Carissa's words kept echoing in his mind. His

drained out of him. His face was

Gerald walked

them, Clifford's voice

for a moment, his lips turning an

that question... He's despicable," Gerald finally said, his voice

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

Gerald sighed. "You're smart-you

ret