Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 999

Chapter 999

In the royal study, Salvador’s brows twitched with barely contained fury as he glared at Barrett, who was kneeling before him. His voice was icily cold.

“Resign? Have you really thought this through?”

Barrett lowered his head, his voice trembling. “Your Majesty, I am guilty. I have failed your expectations and the Sullivan family’s. I am ashamed before both.”

Salvador’s anger flared, a headache pounding behind his eyes. “If you know how much I’ve placed my hopes in you, then you should focus on doing your job well, not throwing a tantrum and resigning!”

Barrett bowed his head lower. “Your Majesty, I am not throwing a tantrum. I have come to realize my incompetence and inability to live up to the role of deputy commander of the Nightsteel Guard. I ask for your mercy and understanding.”

Even Derek couldn’t watch any longer.

To speak so much about guilt was to question the king’s judgment. Was that what Barrett was implying?

Salvador’s voice grew even colder, “Go reflect on your actions. Come back after a few days. Leave now.”

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Left with no choice, Barrett stood and replied, “Yes, Your Majesty.”

expression like storm clouds. “Derek, go speak to him. If he feels guilty toward General Sullivan, he should not

before but had held back, knowing it wasn’t his place unless the king said something. Now that Salvador had spoken, Derek could no longer stay silent. He quickly followed Barrett out

“Deputy Commander Warren, wait!”

exhaustion. He paused and turned to face

reflect on the Sullivan family and the other officers? You’re a court official—if word gets out, people will think you were dismissed in disgrace. If you must resign,

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shame, what are the Sullivan family’s generals supposed to do? Should they also submit

a deep pang of realization hitting him. “L…

“If not for yourself, then for others. Stop living

him to his limit. Some people weren’t

Derek for a long moment before finally saying, “Thank you for your advice, Mr.

if his words had sunk in. “His Majesty told you to reflect, so go home and do just that. Return in a few days and resume your

his pale, haggard face, and his hand clenched around an Eternal Knot. The pain in his chest tightened as he thought back to

Carissa.

him for years–since the night he married Carissa. He had been ordered to the front lines at Victory Pass immediately after the ceremony. Before leaving, he

his hand felt warm, almost burning. Her heartfelt gaze as she bid him farewell was like a guiding light, warming his

he could go back

“I truly regret it.”

if he had a huge

had another chance, I would cherish you. I would