Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1192

As Randall walked out of the hall, his head was held high, his gaze unwavering, and his step filled with renewed purpose. No longer was he the slumped, defeated figure he had been carlier.

It was all because of one last thing Rafael had said to him.

Matthew mentioned to me that you’ve handled your warden duties well. After a year or so of experience, I’ll see about promoting you.

At that moment, Randall’s eyes had burned with unshed tears.

Aside from Avis, no one had ever acknowledged his abilities. No one had ever truly praised him. Avis would praise him, of course, but those praises had always been laced with consolation. He had never been good at studies or martial arts. She would assure him that, in time, he would amount to something

But that was just comfort, not real recognition.

Now, for the first time, Randall had been truly recognized. He didn’t even care whether that recognition was sincere or watered down. At that moment, the feeling was too overwhelming. too wonderful, for him to question it. He didn’t want to dwell on whether it was genuine or

not.

If he could continue on this path, he would give everything he had to make it happen.

From a young age, he had never been Yuvan’s favorite. Born to a concubine, he was raised by Avis, but his father still looked down on him for his lowly, illegitimate bloodline.

He had overheard the servants gossiping about it. Yuvan had once ordered Randall’s biological mom to drink medicine to avoid getting pregnant, but she had still conceived. When she found out, the plan had been to have a physician induce a miscarriage.

had fought fiercely to protect him and sent the concubine away to a remote estate. She hid the concubine until after

husband cared about appearances. By making such a spectacle of bringing Randall back to the estate, she forced Yuvan to acknowledge him.

when Avis began to fall

Perhaps they were

worthless so

Randall recalled these memories, his steps grow lighter. He shouldn’t feel burdened by betraying such a dad, and he certainly shouldn’t feel guilty. The guilt, he realized, should have been

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called his dad not just for how he treated him, but for what he did to Avis–sending

heart remained heavy, but it was still

lamps in the meeting hall of Hell Monarch Estate were not extinguished that night. They

Lunvale. However, the information he shared had been limited. Aside from

everyone’s mind was the same

Now that Rafael had a clearer sense of him, he didn’t seem like a man with particularly deep schemes. If not for Wayne,

Wayne

like a case of Yuvan thinking he was the hunter, but there was another person waiting to catch him off guard and take advantage of

Rafael stood off to the side, observing.

to survive.

idea sparked in Rafael’s mind–fragments of a puzzle began to shift, but the pieces didn’t

be investigated further. Once they understood more about it, the other things might