Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 122

Chapter 122

As Carissa watched the fire slowly dim, she added a few more logs. The flames quickly devoured the dry wood, sending up bright flickers of light. The scene before her brought back a painful memory- returning to Northwatch Estate and finding it filled with corpses and bloodstains.

The ache in her heart surged again, so intense that it made breathing difficult.

How she wished for Aurora’s death!

But simply killing her might not be the most satisfying revenge. Carissa thought Liam might share this

view.

She was certain Liam wouldn’t kill Aurora, Rafael had given orders to wait here, and it was likely because Liam had said something to him.

Rafael had previously mentioned having spies in Ilyrian City, so it was reasonable to assume there were spies in Simonton City as well.

Waiting here was both Rafael and Liam’s directive.

hungry, though the cold was no longer a concem with plenty of firewood available. Supplies had arrived from the rear–simple bread and beef jerky. But in the midst of a battlefield, any food that could fill their stomachs

and conveyed Rafael’s orders to Carissa. “The marshal ordered you to continue waiting here.

“Do we re

this many people here?”

said not to easily trust a certain someone’s

this statement, Carissa was certain that Rafael and Liam had reached some

to wait. However, military orders were

delivering the supplies, Timothy returned to the city. Although the Southern Frontier had been recaptured, the battlefield still required cleanup, and the bodies of fallen soldiers needed to be buried.

pain. The comrades who fought alongside them–perhaps the closest one–would never

dawn, Barrett returned with his men, who were utterly exhausted. Michael

which indicated a clear

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heavy. They had found nothing in the desert, and couldn’t continue searching indefinitely. They had no choice but

glanced at Carissa several times. She was resting her head on Violet’s shoulder, clearly exhausted. She was injured, and someone had bandaged her wounds, though it was uncertain

and walked over to Carissa. He asked

shoulder, Carissa didn’t respond and showed no change

and silently mouthed, “None

and embarrassed. Fuming, he