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.

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

supplies, and conveyed Rafael’s orders to Carissa. “The marshal ordered you to continue waiting here. He says you can relax a bit and take

“Do we re

many

He said not to easily trust

Carissa was certain that Rafael and Liam had reached some sort

puzzled, unsure why Rafael had ordered them to wait. However,

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

by sadness and pain. The comrades who fought alongside them–perhaps the closest one–would never see

returned with his men, who were utterly exhausted. Michael distributed

eat, but Barrett didn’t touch his food. He gazed at the rising sun, which indicated a clear day. It was the

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

her head on Violet’s shoulder, clearly exhausted. She was injured,

a while, Barrett stood up and walked over to Carissa. He asked softly, “Are your

head on Violet’s shoulder, Carissa didn’t respond

him a look of utter disdain, and silently

her lip movements, Barrett was angry and embarrassed. Fuming, he turned and

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