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.

the door broke the silence. Nicholas covered his face with

door opened and a shadowy figure slipped

figure whispered, “Your Highness, Kyle and Jacob have taken Travis to the Capital

no longer Gordon’s voice. Though he spoke

When shall we depart? And how

closing the wooden box with deliberate care

near the wall, its blade gleaming faintly in the dim

if Adrian himself shows up, he’s no match for me. A handful of minor players are nothing but a

him. He turned to the figure, “What

The shadowy figure nodded.

returned to the capital recently due to disturbances caused by bandits. When they arrived, they had to break the lock on the door to enter the residence. Over the

to the estate opened,

to return in person, he certainly wouldn’t choose to stay

with the court. Adrian, in particular, had long avoided associating with the

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

had returned to the capital, curiosity led him to sneak into the estate. Inside, he found nothing but overgrown weeds and neglect. The desolation was telling–Adrian loathed the place

Nicholas surmised, he would sooner stay at the Glimmering Tower or the Hell Monarch Estate than set foot

of his Shadow Guards interrupted his thoughts, asking when they should strike.