Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1361

As dawn broke, Adrian led them to the Glimmering Tower.

It was then that Carissa realized they weren’t the only ones who had arrived–many guild leaders and elders were present as well. Even Violet and Bun’s mentor had come.

When Violet spotted her mentor Conrad, she gasped in surprise and rushed toward him. “Sage Conrad, what brings you here? You didn’t even send word beforehand!”

Conrad smiled warmly as he looked at his beloved apprentice, indulgence in his voice. “I heard you were guarding the capital. Naturally, I had to come and lend you a hand.”

“Sage Conrad, you’re too kind. I’ll get another villa for you once we’re done here,” Violet said, linking her arm with his, grinning widely.

Conrad scowled lightly, feigning annoyance. “Why would I need more villas from you? No more, I tell you. However, I did hear about a hot spring at Solitude Peak. I thought of buying it, so your fellow apprentices can soak and strengthen their bodies.”

Violet nodded enthusiastically. “I’ll buy it!”

Everyone looked at Conrad with envious eyes. Most mentors fed and clothed their apprentices, sometimes even providing them with fine weapons.

But Conrad? He was living a life off his apprentice’s generosity.

And he was doing so with such shameless ease!

As the morning light filtered through the windows, Hayden stepped out of his study. Having stayed up all night, his face looked worn and tired–after all, he was getting older and couldn’t handle sleepless nights.

door, he let out a short laugh. “Returned

his gaze. “Your Highness, will you be heading out

back to your

He stood steadfastly

gaze turned cold. “If you have questions, ask

to the capital? Who

had vanished, and the faint scent of blood still

of who might be behind

later. It’s better to kill them all, so you won’t use them to

I only wanted to ask–if

face. His voice thundered with anger. How dare you speak to me like this? What kind of shamelessness is this? How could your mom and

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such a wretch?”

from the slap. His expression remained unchanged. “You’ve struck

hand, and two people

badly swollen and disfigured. Blood trickled from his mouth, and his legs were twisted in unnatural angles, both clearly

to Nicholas‘ face became even more forceful. “You ungrateful child! You grew up on Sonny’s shoulders! How dare

didn’t kill him. Perhaps death is

filled with a mix of rage and