Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1264

Rafael’s dinner had improved tonight. Dylan had caught a few small fish, grilling them until they were charred black on the outside. By the time they were finished, Rafael’s mouth was full of the unpleasant combination of fishy and smoky flavors.

However, the improvement was relative. At least the meal wasn’t nauseating—it was simply revolting.

Tonight, it was clear that more people had gathered in the deep cave. Black–clad figures, their faces concealed, were making their way up the mountain. It seemed they were about to make a

move.

Rafael finished the grilled fish and swiftly climbed a nearby tree, his eyes scanning the area

below.

Dylan had already crawled close to the deep cave, near enough to hear everything. It was a place they’d been watching for quite some time. This was where the men would relieve themselves, and the stench was overwhelming enough to make one gag.

But this was also the ideal spot for an ambush. Most of the time, only two or three men would come here at once. A sudden ambush would be enough to grab them and drag them off to change clothes.

After crawling for nearly an hour, Dylan finally saw his chance. Two masked men in black appeared, heading toward the same spot. Without hesitation, Dylan moved in, striking swiftly and silently. Within moments, both men were incapacitated.

He quickly lifted one over his shoulder, then the other, and hurried back up the mountain to the small cave.

dropped from the tree just as Dylan returned. Together, they stripped the men of their clothes, swapping their outfits for the black garb. Then, they freed the men’s pressure points. Before they could cry out, they each grabbed a throat, cutting off their shouts

enough, and the man’s body was slightly heavier than his, so the clothes fit well

men’s faces, and the sight alone was enough to make them speak. They revealed that they were indeed headed to collect grain. Their role was to assist with the transport, an operation that occurred once every three months. The village didn’t produce enough to feed itself, so

a precaution to keep their

they served, the men didn’t

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Chapter 1264

the heavy labor of farming. But unlike the villagers,

only held a small amount, but they couldn’t go near the

divided into distinct ranks. The men who did the laborious work of

with vines, securing their hands and gagging their

he said quietly, “someone will come to rescue you. Stay still and keep close

the group sent to collect the grain. No one questioned their presence. Dressed in identical black garments with their faces covered,

of the group carried a whip, and

It was clear they only

though he had no right to complain. After all, he had spent countless days climbing the mountain, drenched in sweat, his

the deep cave without suspicion. The space was vast, divided into several storage rooms. The