Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 97

Chapter 97

Aurora’s words moved Barrett deeply. Hearing such a statement from anyone else wouldn’t have touched him as much as it did coming from Aurora.

She wasn’t just an ordinary woman confined to the household; she was a formidable general on the battlefield, a hero who had forced their enemy to sign a peace treaty.

For such an extraordinary woman to say she didn’t mind washing her hands and cooking for him, it warmed Barrett’s heart. Any previous disappointment he had felt towards her vanished instantly.

The challenge was set for sunset.

Rafael sent Dylan to notify Carissa. He found her still drilling her troops in the open field, and informed her of Rafael’s order.

She simply nodded. “Got it.”

Since the entire army knew about this, Violet and the others came looking for Carissa after their training. Each gave her a pat on the shoulder and said tersely, “Beat her.”

smiled at them. Beating Aurora would indeed be challenging, not because it was a fight to the death, but because it was a measured

didn’t dispel the chill of the frontier. In the open field, the

crowded every available space. The area was densely packed with people, their

were in the Sou Frontier from the start also came to watch. The Hell Monarch Army had the utmost confidence

rank through connections. To them,

she be capable

especially after witnessing her single–handedly injure Michael in one move. Those who were closer during the fight could even feel the intensity of Carissa’s inner

knew how strong Carissa was, but the

led them to the Southern Frontier. Rumors among the reinforcement troops about Carissa had fueled their disdain for her. They believed Rafel and the other generals had elevated her standing. They hoped Aurora would shatter Carissa’s facade of invincibility, and expose her

cast a glow on his dull gold armor, highlighting its dried bloodstains.

imposing presence remained undiminished.

+15 BONUS

for the loser of the challenge. Once both Aurora and Carissa accepted

in hand, her battle outfit yet unstained by blood. She held the sword

remained the same, Aurora would never have been able to connect her with the same lady of the Warren household in the past, who was dressed in fine clothes and