Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 915

Chapter 915

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Kevin immediately knelt and hurriedly said, “Dad, don’t worry. This is a once–in–a–lifetime opportunity, I’ll make sure to learn well from my mentor. I won’t slack off or be lazy. As for anything I shouldn’t do, I promise!

won’t do it.”

He had attended Violet’s large lectures twice before, but had missed the others due to his duty shifts. Violet didn’t teach him one–on–one whenever he was free, which left him feeling quite despondent.

When he returned home, he had told his parents several times that if he could be personally taught by Violet, it would be a dream come true.

To his surprise, after all the bad luck he had suffered during the Victory Pass campaign, he now had such good fortune. He knew his actions weren’t exactly noble, but he also understood that if he let this opportunity slip through his fingers, he would never get another.

The Crown Guard, soon to be the Nightsteel Guard, would soon separate from the Mystic Army, and Violet was only teaching the Mystic Army troops in consideration for Carissa. After the Nightsteel Guard became independent, things might remain the same way. Even if the king allowed Violet to continue training them, Keyin would probably still miss the classes like he had before.

Kevin’s wife, Odette, who had been kneeling alongside him, also stood as part of the ceremony. If her husband was to be accepted as an apprentice, it was only right that she also kneel and show her respect.

After Violet drank the wine as part of the apprenticeship ritual, she gave Odette a bracelet as a gift. Odette recognized the value of the bracelet and immediately tried to refuse, saying it was far too precious to accept.

I

glanced at her mother–in–law, Pauline, for

Violet, you should accept it. When you have the time, make sure to serve

bracelet with a grateful smile. “Thank

apprenticeship ceremony, Kevin urged

He excused himself, bowing respectfully to both Rafael and Carissa

personally saw them

Sage Violet. Please punish me.” Though Violet was still new to being a master herself, she did feel a flare of anger at Kevin’s actions. She recalled how Everett would always

would always ask one cold, sharp question:

a cold expression and asked

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simple, yet they held a quiet but undeniable

Dylan’s words to threaten

kneel outside for two

down with a sharp thud–an action that felt eerily reminiscent of

Violet!” Kevin

headed straight to the outer courtyard, where he dropped