Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 828

Chapter 828

Rafael added, “Sage Everett once said that Carissa is the most naturally gifted apprentice he has ever seen. She can learn many techniques after just seeing them once.”

Kyle chuckled. “Sage Everett did say that, but you left out part of it–he also mentioned that she’s too lazy. All she thinks about is running around the mountains, climbing trees to poke bird nests, digging holes to catch snakes, and waving mouse tails to scare children.”

Travis‘ expression remained blank as he replied, “I’m one of those victims. She came at me waving at mouse tail, and when she threw the mouse at me, I ran back to my mentor crying. My mentor punished me, saying a man shouldn’t cry. But the next day, she stormed over to the Pathfinders Guild to demand compensation.”

Violet was familiar with the story and jumped in, “In the end, they reached an agreement and reduced the rent by a year.”

Carissa’s sentimental moment was abruptly cut off, and she felt embarrassed. “Why are you bringing up my childhood when we were talking about Westhaven? Enough of that. Let’s eat!”

Travis put down his cutlery and looked at Violet. “They reduced the rent by a year? Really? How do you know that?”

“Because the Inferno Guild is also based in Meadow Ridge. How could we not know? The whole place is aware of it! Every year, when it’s time to pay rent, your mentor sends you to spar with Carissa, right?”

sent me to spar with Cari so I’d get beaten, and then

the whole Meadow Ridge knows about

How could she do something like that? I lose almost every time I fight with Carissa. My mentor says I get beaten because my skills aren’t good enough, and if I can’t

you poor thing! You didn’t know? But it doesn’t matter. Thanks to all those punches you

head. “That’s not right. Sage Adrian said he reduced their rent because their guild is so poor and struggling.

shook her head.

Travis turned their gazes to Kyle in unison.

a charming smile lighting up his handsome features. “It’s a bit of both- compensation

and Travis exchanged glances, both feeling

imagine the princess consort was once such a mischievous girl,” said

slightly tipsy by now. His gaze was warm and dreamy as he spoke, “She wasn’t mischievous. She was like a little sprite who wandered into Meadow Ridge–lively and full of

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touched by her

could fully take root, Violet squashed it down by saying, “A sprite? Cari, he just called

shot her friend a glare. How could such a