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.

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 with a sharp slap. The men slumped

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

indeed headed to collect grain. Their role was to assist with the transport, an operation that occurred once every three months. The village

explained that it was a precaution to keep their identities hidden. They were told by their higher–ups that it was

they served, the men didn’t know. They

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Chapter 1264

doing the heavy labor of

held a small amount, but they

did the laborious work of transporting and farming had no privilege of approaching the

them up with vines, securing their hands and gagging

said quietly, “someone will come to rescue you. Stay still

and Dylan blended in with the group sent to collect the grain. No one questioned their presence. Dressed in identical

leader of the group carried a whip, and strict

mold and decay. It was clear they only wore them when going

the stench, though he had no right to complain. After all, he had spent countless days climbing the mountain, drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through and then dried with the accumulation of days. The smell now was nothing compared to the heavy scent of his work–worn garments

divided into several storage rooms. The