Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1265

Chapter 1265

As Rafael and Dylan walked, their eyes swept over every corner, searching for any hidden passages that might connect to other areas.

Suddenly, the sound of a whip cracking echoed from ahead, followed by a muffled grunt.

Then the leader’s voice rang out, sharp and angry. “Have you forgotten the rules? Keep your eyes forward. No looking around!”

The man who had been struck with the whip was the one carrying the torch in front of the leader. A deep gash appeared on his back, the mark of a brutal strike.

The man winced but didn’t dare cry out. He immediately steadied himself, lifting the torch high and marching forward with steady, deliberate steps.

Rafael and Dylan exchanged glances.

The discipline here was strict.

Meanwhile, Carissa and the others had already dragged Tiberius into the passage and were moving forward. Not far ahead, a group of burly men was transporting the grain. The passage was too narrow for carts, so each man carried a heavy sack on his shoulder, trudging along with great effort.

several trips tonight, or perhaps even over several nights, to transport all of

they found that the tunnel branched off into several paths. Each one was sealed with a door, and they would only know where they led after

if they matched the markings on the map. If they aligned, it would confirm the authenticity of the map, making future

their laborious trek. The heavy sacks of grain

two hours of walking, the flicker of a torch appeared

some distance behind the group transporting the grain. As

wait with the grain transporters, he would likely be among these men. If they didn’t spot him and Dylan this time,

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hand, signaling for them to halt, his eyes fixed on

up, blocking

ordered his men to step forward and begin

Dylan, a lack

to help with the grain, someone suddenly

the grain froze in alarm, hopping about on the ground in a

about, their distinctive

rang out, calm and commanding, “Don’t panic.