Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1122

In his excitement, Salvador momentarily forgot the consequences.

Adrian’s ancestors had once been given a royal title, but the hereditary line had long since ended. Granting such a title again, especially without a major accomplishment to back it, would surely raise suspicion.

At present, the six–barrel matchlock had yet to be mass–produced and an elite shooting unit was still not established. It was far too early to grant a royal title, and doing so now would only draw the eyes of the entire kingdom to Meadow Ridge.

“Yes, you’re right. We’ll hold off on it for now. There’s no rush,” Salvador said, his eyes gleaming.

It was the brightest light Rafael had seen in his eyes since he had ascended the throne.

Salvador was eager to see the full power of the six–barrel matchlock for himself. He ordered the Nightsteel Guard to seal off the Cold Palace, forbidding anyone from entering.

The Cold Palace was vast and uninhabited since Sigmund’s reign. Out of kindness, the women who had lived there had been relocated to a royal convent for their care.

When Salvador saw how the six–barrel matchlock nearly pierced through the Cold Palace’s wall, he was stunned beyond measure.

“Can it also fire steel pellets?” he asked.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Davis replied. “It can, though we haven’t fully figured out its maximum power yet. I’ll have the armory chief and the weapon smiths study it further when I return.”

Davis understood some of the contents of the notebook. The most powerful part was the gunpowder pellets, which could explode on impact and cause greater damage to the enemy.

“Good. I entrust this important task to you, but make sure it’s in trusted hands.”

Salvador was also nervous. He had obtained a great treasure and wanted to make the most of it, but he was also worried about others taking notice. He felt both excited and uneasy.

“Yes, Your Majesty. I will obey your command, Davis replied solemnly.

that had been corrected. It was clear that the ideas were continuously being refined. Adrian hadn’t hidden anything–he had given

for a moment. Adrian had always been particularly fond of Carissa, his young apprentice. Rafael,

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authority, they were still warriors at heart. In the event of war, they would surely be called to the battlefield. At least, that seemed like how Adrian had always

to hide anything. In fact, his dedication to research was driven by a desire to protect Carissa and Rafael on the battlefield,

hurried back to the Ministry of Defense,

didn’t return to the Supreme Court.

chilled melon that Violet had brought him. It was especially refreshing after being chilled, and he seemed

was fine, but as long

agree to such an offer? Not only that—if Isaac wanted to visit entertainment houses or theater

finished his melon, Isaac glanced at Violet. “Fine. Next time,

finished

did the king say?” Isaac asked

Adrian, but since the matchlock hasn’t been mass–produced yet, it’s still under

nonchalant shrug. “But if he could send a few jars

ask for them on your behalf,” Rafael said, pulling Isaac inside and pressing him into a chair. “You

features a mischievous look. “Of course not. Sage Adrian is far too wise to give everything away at once. He said he’s keeping some back to

about national affairs, but he’s doing this out of his own interest. Plus by offering some well–placed gifts, the king will treat Carissa better. That way, she won’t always feel bothered and upset. We can’t hand over bigger stuff yet unless Sage Adrian feels it’s safe to

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war, they would surely be

to research was driven by a desire to protect Carissa and Rafael on the

Davis hurried back to

the Supreme Court. Instead, he headed back to the estate to