Her Majestic Battle Cry

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The urgent sealed report stated that Oliver had abandoned his post before the battle. Rumors were spreading like wildfire across the Southern Frontier, shaking the troops‘ morale. Desertions had begun, and even the soldiers who were originally stationed in the Southern Frontier were showing signs of unease and retreat.

Louis reported these things in the urgent sealed report, requesting the court to appoint a commander who could stabilize the situation. Without strong leadership, the loss of the Southern Frontier would not be an exaggeration.

Salvador’s face darkened as he scanned the room.

“Nominate a general to take command at the Southern Frontier,” he ordered coldly.

The gathered officials exchanged hesitant glances.

Aside from the Hell Monarch, only one other candidate had the reputation to command such a critical campaign–Dominic Sullivan.

Unfortunately, Dominic had been stripped of his rank.

As for the remaining generals–whether it was the aging Tyler, the young Thomas, or the once–reliable Joseph Carter–none of them had the presence or authority to stabilize the chaos at the Southern Frontier or rally the troops‘ broken morale.

The Hell Monarch was the obvious choice, but reports of his sudden illness complicated matters. Could someone in frail health withstand the strain of the battlefield? And with the Sandorians already at the gates, there was no time to waste. A commander needed to depart immediately. The Hell Monarch’s condition was too precarious for such a role.

Even if Dominic were reinstated and ordered to ride from Victory Pass to the Southern Frontier at full speed, it would take no less than half a month for him to arrive, even with the fastest horses. Time was a luxury they didn’t have. Besides, he was now advanced in years.

Aside from these two, who else could possibly take on such a monumental task?

was another option, one that a few officials

shifted

battle would undoubtedly

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risk was unfathomable. If something happened to him on the battlefield, the one who had suggested it would bear

tension lingered until Jeremiah broke the silence, steady as ever. “How is the Hell Monarch’s condition? Has

eyes darkened. His voice was clipped as

has gone

assumed Rafael was recovering at his estate. Salvador’s statement caught them off guard, leaving the

able to travel to Meadow Ridge? Does that mean his condition has improved?” Malcolm ventured cautiously, his tone probing. He couldn’t help but notice the subtle shift in Salvador’s expression

Salvador replied coolly. “Aside

stepped forward, delivering the words that had been lingering in everyone’s mind. “To stabilize the situation at the Southern Frontier and restore

fell silent. It was the kind of

felt it was the most reasonable suggestion for the prime minister to bring up, they didn’t expect Jeremiah to say it so directly without

was needed. Every official present was sharp enough to understand the gravity

fact, when he convened the

choices were no longer viable—or rather, the opportunity had already been missed. When Davis brought it up, a decisive decision should have been

Rafael had likely already left for

and regret. His chest felt tight, his blood boiling, and a bitter taste

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