Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1237

Chapter 1237

In the end, Malcolm left the room. As he passed through the main hall, he saw Carissa sitting by the fire. He didn’t want to face her, but for some reaso

his feet moved of their own accord, carrying him inside.

A thought struck him–if Carissa weren’t here watching over the situation, he would have forcibly taken Gerald away. Even if it meant angering Salvador, he couldn’t allow his father to endure this kind of humiliation.

“It’s late. Why haven’t you returned to your residence, Lord Malcolm?” Carissa asked, her voice steady.

Malcolm looked utterly deflated, like a wilted flower after the first frost. All the strength had drained from him. He had never felt such fear before, the dread of stepping out into the unknown, of facing what awaited him once he left these walls.

He remembered his arrival tonight, thinking he had prepared for a negotiation, only to find that Carissa hadn’t intended to profit from it at all.

As the Civil Minister, Malcolm was in charge of many officials‘ careers. Over the years, he had seen countless people scheme and grovel for power, often to the point of utter disgrace.

But Carissa didn’t seem the least bit interested in taking advantage of the situation to promote a few of her own people. She couldn’t be so naive as to ignore the king’s wariness of the Hell Monarch. Having allies in court was crucial. If trouble arose, at least someone would be there to speak on their behalf.

But despite Malcolm’s whirlwind of thoughts, Gerald’s pale, makeup–streaked face and neatly folded floral clothes kept appearing in his mind. It tormented him, nearly driving him mad.

“Commander Sinclair, will you be staying here tonight?” he asked, making conversation to

avoid the silence.

“Yes. I won’t be leaving,” Carissa replied, her voice calm.

his gaze

someone away, the guards in the Capital Guard won’t be able to

higher–ranking official could easily crush anyone beneath them—especially one

He had indeed

Lord Malcolm. There are others watching from the outside as well,” Carissa said, her smile sharp with irony. “No one wants their family name dragged through the mud, so they’re all eager to pull

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Chapter 1237

orders. Unless His Majesty himself gives a command, no one will be leaving. As for Lord Gerald, I’m only allowing him to stay in the side hall because of his age and frailty, and

insight into his thoughts left Malcolm momentarily embarrassed,

If you think it’s dirty, I’ll have the furniture replaced

Dirty?

not a problem. But perhaps, Lord Malcolm, you should be asking how many people know Lord

meaning was clear. She was subtly hinting at her wish for him to leave. Staying up through the night wasn’t something she was inclined to do, especially not to discuss topics best left

might feel compelled to try and take him away. She was too drained to navigate that kind

words. However, he was determined not to leave. His feet felt rooted to the ground,

move.

“Commander Sinclair, if I take him away, I’ll take full responsibility for any punishments. I’ll personally answer to His

else will want to take their own people. If that happens, my entire mission will be a failure,”

Her refusal was absolute.

said I’ll take full

back. “It’s not about what you say, it’s about what His Majesty says. Surely, you haven’t forgotten what it means

a heavy sigh, Malcolm sank back in his chair. Uninterested,

didn’t leave. The audacity of, it made Carissa