Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1357

Chapter 1357

The damp, oppressive heat of summer seemed to weigh heavily on the spirit, stoking an inexplicable irritation in

the air.

Hayden, clearly affected by the weather, barely touched his dinner. After a few cursory bites, he set his cutlery down and announced that he was heading back to the study to practice his calligraphy to clear his mind. He gestured for Chaya to follow, and the two left the room.

Before departing, Chaya made sure to take two heaping plates of snacks with her. After all, she wasn’t about to let herself go hungry.

Nicholas, still in his Gordon disguise, watched Hayden leave but made no move to stop him. It didn’t matter where Hayden went–his every step was being monitored. Besides, Nicholas had far more pressing matters to attend to tonight.

Back in his room, Nicholas locked the door behind him and methodically prepared for the night’s mission. He changed into his stealth attire, then sat before a mirror. Opening a small wooden box on the table, he revealed an array of lifelike facial masks.

Carefully, he peeled off the current disguise from his face and selected a new one from the box. The masks were marvels of craftsmanship, fitting so seamlessly that even close inspection wouldn’t reveal their artificiality.

Though he would later conceal his face with a black cloth, Nicholas meticulously blended the edges of the mask at his jaw and neck with pigments that matched the mask’s tone. Even if the cloth were removed in a struggle, no one would detect his true identity.

knock at the door broke the silence. Nicholas covered his face with

door opened and a shadowy figure slipped inside, his movements

the Capital Guard headquarters. It seems they’re aware

Nicholas‘ voice had changed–it was no longer Gordon’s voice. Though he spoke softly, his words were full of

depart? And how

Nicholas said, closing the wooden box with deliberate care and rising to

from a rack near the wall, its blade gleaming faintly in the dim

no match for me. A handful

to him. He turned to the figure, “What

The shadowy figure nodded.

descendants of the Russell family, but they’re a collateral branch, not direct heirs. They’ve been living in Jinshire, trading goods. They returned to the capital recently due to disturbances caused by bandits. When they arrived, they had to break the lock on the

When the door to the estate opened, Nicholas

nodded. “Even if Adrian were to return in person, he certainly wouldn’t

family, once held in high regard, had suffered setbacks years ago and grown disillusioned with the court. Adrian, in particular, had long avoided associating with the children of nobles or officials, with Carissa being the

once–proud plaque declaring their residence a royal estate had been removed. What remained was a dilapidated property, a shadow of

nothing but overgrown weeds and neglect. The desolation

at the Glimmering Tower or the Hell Monarch Estate than

Shadow Guards interrupted his thoughts,