Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1322

Chapter 1322

Violet observed the group before her.

Two of them were shorter in stature, stocky and muscular. They had arms that appeared unusually thick, and their necks had visible veins bulging slightly. The other three were taller. Though their breathing seemed normal, Violet couldn’t help but notice that their shoes were nearly spotless, showing no sign of dust.

This suggested they practiced Silent Force, a type of internal martial arts.

Those who mastered Silent Force could control their breathing, making it shallow or deep at will. Judging by their composure, Violet suspected their skills were considerable.

“Do you know martial arts?” she asked.

The group all shook their heads, their faces looking notably sincere. “No.”

Violet took another look; in a sudden motion, she threw a punch at the shorter man.

His eyes flickered with alarm, but then he quickly shut them, his face showing a look of fear.

Violet retracted her fist. From the brief flash of light in his eyes, it was clear this was the instinctive reaction of a martial artist. However, he controlled it well and didn’t raise his hand to block.

This, in fact, revealed something. Even someone who didn’t know martial arts would instinctively make a blocking gesture if suddenly attacked in the face, regardless of whether they could defend it.

However, the short man didn’t do that.

Violet smiled faintly and turned to leave.

The group exchanged a cold, silent glance before slowly backing away.

Chaya had been watching from a distance. She placed her hand on her forehead, her gaze conflicted. It was hard to tell if she was hopeful or frightened, but she was certainly no longer as calm as she had been

earlier.

bushes, aptly named Rose Hall. A thin wall separated them, and those with sharper hearing could probably make out conversations from

Eleanor had sent her to Hayden as a concubine, Hayden had no interest in one. He had taken her in more as a casual companion to ease his boredom. She had her quarters,

had heard

help but notice the strange atmosphere that seemed to harig

night, many people seemed to be walking around, as though on patrol. Bun had noticed it too, rising from his seat and spotting a

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different from the

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atmosphere came from, but it felt like there was an invisible killing intent even while she was lying in bed. During the day they

observed the night before. They gave no indication of working through the

Willowbrook Estate housed quite a few people, after

group split up to carry out their

the gardens, curious to see how many

kitchen, inspecting the provisions. When he saw the large quantities of grains and meats set aside–enough to feed over a hundred people–he turned to the cook and asked,

replied, “Just for today, my

“Then why

servants must eat

couldn’t help but

the same food as the

was the same in both

used. Yet, all the

doors to the inner rooms were also tightly shut. The gardens had no flowers but were overrun with weeds, some nearly waist–high. The only clear path was a stone–paved road, but the rest of the area was almost swallowed by

you doing?” came a worried

was Gordon, the elderly steward. His back was hunched as

looked genuinely concerned, even extending his hands as if to catch her. “Quickly get down. Be