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Chapter 1110

In short, this situation could blow up, but it couldn’t get too out of hand–at least they still needed to let Yuvan and his group return to Valken.

Violet exhaled a long breath, but her anger was far from quenched. She would get her chance for payback–there would be another time.

The Garrison Unit and the Capital Guard arrived first. Alistair had intended to lead the Royal Guard out of the city, but the soldiers couldn’t leave without royal orders. He had snuck out in disguise instead.

Though they didn’t know all the details, they had an idea of what had happened, and they had never been so angry in their lives. Violet was their mentor, and to harm her was like harming their own parents.

This was unforgivable!

When Claire had quietly told them what had happened and what Rafael and Carissa’s plans were, they held their tempers in check for the time being. However, they still ordered the Garrison Unit and the Capital Guard to surround Yuvan and his men.

The focus was on the black–clad suicide soldiers–scoundrels who killed without a second thought. They had managed to capture some of them at last.

he cared deeply about, but after hearing the full story, his

rage. “Even

woman you kidnapped is my godsister!” he shouted, his face twisted in though she was rescued, you nearly violated her! You

for Yuvan’s face or body–he knew where to draw the line. Instead, he aimed for Yuvan’s

same, but she found

wanted to land, something

it was like to be someone’s mentor. When she had first

were women, and Kevin couldn’t bring himself to

from the carriage, rushing to Yuvan’s side. The three women stood in front of Yuvan, and Kevin couldn’t bring himself

it would

Rafael and the Mystic Anny. The latter were official troops executing their duties. If a confrontation broke out, Yuvan’s men wouldn’t know if they could win. However, they would certainly lose if it became a matter of

Yuvan, Wayne could only watch helplessly as he was beaten up. Yuvan was grievously injured, but none of the strikes were life–threatening. Everyone had exercised some restraint in their actions–except for Violet. Her outburst, though powerful, had not drawn on her full inner force, resulting in only broken ribs for Yuvan. Rafael stood before Wayne, his presence exuding a natural

the sound of iron–hoofed cavalry thundered through the night air, the rhythmic clatter of hooves announcing Thomas‘ arrival. The well–trained group held torches as they rode swiftly toward

them a respectful nod. His gaze then swept over Yuvan and Wayne,

outpost at this hour?” Travis had already briefed Thomas. He knew that his godsister had nearly been violated, and anger simmered in his chest. However, since Rafael had initiated this drama,