Chapter 51
The first snowfall lasted less than an hour before stopping.
Carissa was dressed in her usual plain white attire with a white flower pinned in her hair, and moved gracefully through the estate. She had worn white since her parents‘ passing, observing the traditional three–year mourning period and avoiding bright colors.
She entered the room, her steps steady and unhurried, and greeted Charlotte with a respectful bow.” Hello, Aunt Charlotte.”
Carissa then nodded politely to Amelia, acknowledging her presence.
Charlotte stood up and took Carissa’s hand, examining her closely. Carissa’s complexion was smooth and pale, her overall appearance even more refined than during her time at the Valor Estate.
Satisfied that Carissa looked healthy and well, Charlotte’s eyes welled with tears as she recalled Carissa’s difficult days with the Warrens.
“Carissa, how have you been?” she asked.
“Thank you for your concern, Aunt Charlotte. I’m doing well,” Carissa replied with a gentle smile as she guided the older woman to sit down. “How have you been?”
“Good. Everything’s fine,” Charlotte reassured her, relieved to see that Barrett and Aurora’s marriage hadn’t affected Carissa.
Standing nearby, Amelia was anxious to speak. “Carissa, it’s about-*
Charlotte cast a sideways glance at Amelia, and interrupted, “Why are you in such a hurry? Your mother–in- law isn’t going to die right this moment. Let me have a few words with Carissa first.”
Carissa understood immediately that the issue was related to Rebecca’s illness flaring up again.
However, she chose to focus on the conversation with Charlotte instead.
Charlotte clasped her hands. She wore a blue patterned top that Carissa had ordered for her last autumn. The white fox fur scarf beside her was also a gift from Carissa.
“Don’t pay any attention to the rumors outside. People forget easily. By the time the new year comes around, they won’t even remember what was said about you. So, don’t let those falsehoods upset you, Charlotte advised.
Carissa nodded, appreciating Charlotte’s comforting words.
“I don’t concern myself with what people outside are saying,” Carissa replied.
Hearing this, Charlotte felt even more at ease and changed the subject. She didn’t ask about the royal guards stationed outside, but inquired about Carissa’s daily activities and what Carissa did for leisure.
The two chatted for about the time it took to drink a cup of tea. Meanwhile, Amelia grew increasingly anxious as she listened to their casual conversation. Finally, unable to contain herself, she interrupted them.
“Carissa, I came here today with a request.”
Charlotte took a sip of her tea with an indifferent expression. She had already asked everything she
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needed to, and learned what she wanted to know.
From this point on, she had no intention of offering any help to Amelia.
Carissa looked at Amelia, noticing her chapped lips and the cold sore at the corner of her mouth. It was clear Amelia had been under a lot of stress lately.
*Please, go ahead, ma’am,” Carissa said gently.
Hearing Carissa call her that made Amelia feel a pang of sadness.
“You used to call me by name…but never mind. I shouldn’t dwell on that. I’m here because my mother–in- law’s illness flared up last night. By this morning, she was so angry that she fainted. Although she’s awake now, without Sebastian’s Snowdrop Pills, the doctor says she won’t last long. I came to ask you to speak. to Sebastian on our behalf.”
Amelia knew it was shameless to come asking for help now, but she had no choice. Tears welled up in her eyes.
“My mother–in–law said that if I can’t get Sebastian, she’ll get Benjamin to divorce me. You know that in the four years since I married into the family, I’ve only had one daughter. When you were there, you took care of her. If Mom gets Benjamin to divorce me for being disrespectful and negligent, I’ll be thrown out!! have no other option but to beg you.”
“She fainted?” Carissa remembered that Rebecca had taken Snowdrop Pills just over a month ago. Even if her illness flared up, it shouldn’t have been severe enough to cause fainting. “Why did it suddenly become so serious?”
Amelia’s face flushed with anger. “It’s because of Barrett and Aurora’s wedding yesterday.”
She stopped abruptly, realizing she had said too much, and quickly fell silent.
Carissa made a small sound of acknowledgment, her expression calm. She remembered the wedding was at the end of October, but she didn’t know the exact date.
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Seeing Amelia’s restless and anxious state, Carissa couldn’t help but smile gently. “Go ahead, speak your
mind.”
Carissa was leaving the capital tonight. If things weren’t resolved today, Amelia would return tomorrow or the day after. She didn’t want Amelia to spend days standing at the estate’s gates and asking to meet her but couldn’t, as that would only escalate matters
Carissa knew Rebecca didn’t favor Amelia. Apart from not having a son, Amelia’s family background was not influential, and her dowry was meager. She lacked the grace and elegance expected of noble ladies.
Amelia didn’t hesitate to pour out her grievances. Tears fell like rain as she recounted the chaos at the wedding party. Guests had fled, and even the soldiers Aurora invited had left disgruntled. Everyone blamed her, including her husband Benjamin.
“On their wedding night,” Amelia continued with frustration and sadness, “Aurora overturned the table in their room. Barrett had actually left, but when Mom found out, she sent him back.”
“That’s not all,” she went on, her voice trembling with anger. “This morning, the maid went to their new room and found no signs of consummation. Mom thought they quarreled and didn’t sleep together, but Aurora boldly admitted they had already been intimate on their way back to the capital. Even the soldiers who returned with them knew. When Mom heard this, she fainted.”
Listening nearby, Lily frowned deeply. “Ma’am, there’s no need to discuss these matters. Lady Sinclair is young, and still hasn’t experienced those things. She shouldn’t hear such drivel.”
What was Carissa’s status? Why tell her about a couple who were intimate even before they were married?
Even though the Warrens had declined, Rebecca cherished their reputation. She wanted Carissa’s dowry. and found many excuses to take it. After Carissa left the Valor Estate, Rebecca complained about how disrespectful Carissa had been to everyone she met.
Most of the gossip circulating outside had originated from Rebecca, embellished further by gossip-
mongers.
Lily used to be the steward of the Valor Estate, and Amelia respected her greatly. Seeing her sudden change in demeanor, Amelia felt a pang of fear and quickly said, “You’re right. I spoke out of turn.”
Meanwhile, Charlotte’s heart was filled with complex emotions after she heard Amelia’s words.
Carissa hadn’t consummated her marriage with Barrett, even though they had been married for a year. Perhaps it was for the best; it prevented that ungrateful and insincere man from gaining any advantage
over her.
If Carissa found a husband in the future, it would be a pure match free from any criticism.
Amelia twisted her handkerchief in distress, feeling helpless.
“I spoke out of turn earlier. Please, Carissa! For the sake of our past ties as family, help me. Ask Sebastian to come visit. Even if he doesn’t come, at least sell us some Snowdrop Pills,” she pleaded.
Carissa remained silent, her expression calm and neutral. Even Amelia suspected that she was preventing Sebastian from treating Rebecca.
Lily had heard enough. “Ma’am, your words are strange, If you can’t invite him, do you think we can?
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Sebastian refuses to treat your mother–in–law because he disapproves of her character. It has nothing to do with Lady Sinclair. If this rumor spreads, our lady will be slandered again.”
Amelia sighed heavily. “No matter what I say, I’m wrong. I won’t speak anymore. Carissa, I’ll just kneel to
you.”
“Ma’am, Before she could carry out her gesture, Lily swiftly held her back, unable to contain her anger. why humiliate our lady like this? You used to be her elder sister–in–law! If you kneel to her, how can she live with herself?”
Charlotte also found Amelia’s behavior improper.
“You came to Carissa for help, and did your best. If you can’t manage it, go back and tell them to figure it out themselves. They’re capable people, aren’t they? Why are you taking all this upon yourself? Are you an idiot?” she snapped.
Amelia’s voice was choked with tears as she replied, “They said if I can’t handle this, Benjamin will divorce me! You know how they are. Everyone knows! They really will get him to divorce me!”
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Carissa looked at Amelia’s despairing eyes. She realized that Amella must have been deeply frightened by Barrett divorcing her.
Amelia sobbed aloud, hastily covering her mouth with her handkerchief before continuing, “Carissa, it’s true! I’m not lying to you. Mom thinks the Warrens have changed for the better, and can now mix with the elite of the capital. She often shows dissatisfaction towards me being the eldest wife in charge but lacking the demeanor of one. She even regrets letting Benjamin marry me.
“I’m not like you. I can’t return to my parents‘ home if I get divorced. They’ll criticize me and say I’m tarnishing my sisters‘ and nieces‘ marriages. I’d rather die than get divorced! I won’t even have a chance to enter a nunnery.”
Carissa knew a bit about Amelia’s family. Her father is a seventh–rank editor at the Privy Council. Although his official rank wasn’t high and he held no real power, scholars value etiquette and reputation greatly. If a family has a daughter who has been divorced, Amelia’s father would never be able to tolerate
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Rebecca felt that the Warrens were different now. Despite Barrett’s wedding being a joke, it wouldn’t affect his and Aurora’s future. The Warrens would only rise higher, which would benefit their eldest son Benjamin. Thus, the Warrens needed a true and capable mistress.
Amelia clearly didn’t fit the bill. Otherwise, Rebecca wouldn’t have allowed Carissa to take charge when she initially married into the family.
Upon hearing Amelia’s words, Charlotte remained silent and pursed her lips. She knew it was the truth. Being related to such a person was the biggest stain on her life. Yet, her own branch of the family couldn’t produce any outstanding individuals.
The Valor Estate was the Warrens‘ only residence. As Charlotte’s branch of the family hadn’t moved out for years, all their money went to the public family fund. Because of that, they couldn’t even afford to buy a small house away from Valor Estate.
Therefore, she had no ability to protect anyone–not Carissa, nor Amelia.
Carissa pondered for a while, then said, “Sebastian appreciates those loyal and dutiful the most. He’s currently upset with Rebecca for being too harsh. Perhaps if Barrett and Aurora kneel at the physician’s office for a day or two, it might sway him.”
Amelia shook her head vigorously. “Barrett and Aurora would never agree! They hold official positions. Why would they kneel to a commoner?”
Carissa looked at her meaningfully.
“Then you should go. Kneel for two or three days. If you succeed, it will be your accomplishment. If not, the people of the capital will still admire how dedicated you are. Besides, no one will criticize you if you
el at the physician’s office in such cold weather and feel unwell a few days later,” she suggested.
Amelia was taken aback by Carissa’s words, but she instantly understood the latter’s intention.
Carissa didn’t intend for Barrett and Aurora to go, but Amelia instead. If her reputation for being dutiful towards Rebecca widely known, the Warrens couldn’t possibly accuse her of being disrespectful and negligent.
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Charlotte nodded in agreement. “Amelia, you should thank Carissa. Establishing a reputation for being dutiful will elevate your status. Even prestigious families will have to address you respectfully.”
After saying that, Charlotte sighed.
Carissa was dutiful to her mother–in–law, but few outside the household knew. Amelia going to the physician’s office would spread widely. Even if Sebastian didn’t come in the end, Amelia’s position would be secured.
Amelia hurriedly thanked her. “Thank you so much for your guidance, Carissa! I wouldn’t know what to do otherwise.”
Since Amelia had taken over the household and managed Barrett’s marriage, everything had gone against their wishes. Amelia was criticized daily, forced to conform to strict rules. This short month felt like a lifetime.
Carissa could only help this much.
“I’ve set up a memorial hall in the estate. Over the next few months, I’ll be praying for the souls of everyone who had once lived in Northwatch Estate. I won’t be receiving guests until then. I hope you both will understand,” she said.
In other words, Carissa wished they wouldn’t come knocking no matter what happened.
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Carissa didn’t go back to sleep after Charlotte and Amelia left. It was already dusk, and she would be setting off when night fell. There was no point in trying to sleep now.
She recalled Amelia’s account of Barrett’s wedding, and suddenly felt an urge to laugh.
So, this was the true nature of the woman Barrett liked. In the end, Aurora’s true nature didn’t make him happy. Not only that, it also brought disgrace upon the Warren family. All the quests had walked out of the wedding banquet.
This was unprecedented.
Aurora Yates
Carisse chewed on the name, and suppressed feelings of resentment and anger surged within her like turbulent waves. If not for Aurora’s desire for credit, the massacre wouldn’t have happened and the people of Northwatch Estate wouldn’t have been decimated.
Before this, Carissa had never hated Aurora. Whether it was stealing her husband or belittling her, Carissa still respected the latter for her contributions to the country. After all, Aurora succeeded in achieving peace between Westhaven and Starhaven.
Now, however, she hated Aurora to the bone.
Carissa wasn’t sure if Dominic knew about the massacre. The king probably didn’t, as there had been no mention of it in the official reports. However, it was possible that the Ministry of Defense had records related to the incident.
This matter needed further investigation, but her journey to the Southern Frontier couldn’t wait.
In the middle of the night, Carissa put on her night travel outfit, gathered her belongings, and left while Lulu watched with concern.
The royal guards were stationed at the main gate, likely dozing off at this time. Carissa slipped out through the back gate, using her Lightfoot skill to swiftly disappear into the concealment of the dark night.
The following day, she appeared at a small villa outside the city. Jumping into the courtyard, she saw a chestnut horse tied outside the main courtyard. Frederick had taken care of everything, including providing feed for the horse. Carissa approached, and fed the horse.
Caressing the horse’s forehead, she whispered softly, “Lightning, we’re setting off for the Southern Frontier. We have a long way to go, and our time is limited. I’ll be counting on you.”
Lightning nudged Carissa’s forehead with its nose, and continued eating. Carissa watched for a moment, then entered the side hall to sit for a while. Once Lightning finished eating and rested for a bit, they would
set off.
She placed a Night Pearl on the table. Then, she noticed several decorated boxes nearby. She recognized them–makeup products Frederick had sent to her cousin as wedding gifts.
How did they end up here?
She paused for a moment, then realized the reason. A wry smile tugged at her lips. So, even her aunt was disdainful towards her.
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It made sense. Carissa had an unfortunate marriage, and it would be bad luck for her to give a bride–to–be makeup to be used in her wedding.
It seemed Carissa had been ignorant.
She moved her hand away from the boxes, unaffected by the emotions stirred. These gifts represented. her blessings for her cousin. She had fulfilled her duties as an elder cousin.
That was enough.
In the dark of night, the north wind howled. A chestnut horse dashed along the road like lightning. The cloak on the figure on its back billowed in the wind, making her appear agile.
With one hand holding a spear and the other the reins, the wind whistled loudly in her ears and cut across her delicate, fair skin like a knife, causing a cold, stinging sensation.
Carissa’s face wasn’t originally so delicate, but it had softened over two years in the capital. Now, she couldn’t even bear the northern wind.
How pathetic.
She halted the horse midway, frustrated, and covered her face tightly with a piece of black cloth. It left only her calm obsidian–like eyes visible as she continued to drive the horse forward.
By daybreak, she had reached Daimoor County, having ridden over two hundred miles. She stopped for a rest, and let the horse rest its legs. She also bought some horse feed. It had been tough on Lightning, so she ensured the best feed for it.
Carissa ate some dry rations and drank from the leather water bag, which was now cold. Despite the chill, a few sips made her feel much more awake instantly
After a short rest, she resumed her journey. Shortly after she departed, it began to snow. Thankfully, the snowfall was light, gently covering the road like a thin layer of powdered sugar.
She hadn’t seen this beautiful land in two years, but now wasn’t the time for sightseeing. She continued to follow Lightning’s pace, and pushed forward.
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They rested at an inn that evening. Both Lightning and Carissa managing a good night’s sleep. Being away from home made her unusually alert. She rose before dawn, washed up, and covered her face with a black cloth before continuing on her journey.
The journey was naturally arduous, made worse by the biting cold that even the cloth couldn’t shield from, roughening her skin considerably.
The previous night at the inn, she had looked into a mirror. Her once smooth skin was now red and almost cracking. She applied camellia oil to prevent it from worsening–it wasn’t about beauty, but avoiding pain.
On the fifth morning of travel, she arrived at the Southern Frontier. The absence of supply convoys on the road along the way troubled her. It meant that the Hell Monarch thought victory was assured, and didn’t need to constantly obtain provisions.
However, there was still a fierce battle ahead.
Upon reaching the Southern Frontier, she inquired and learned that only two cities, llyrian and Simonton, remained unrecovered.
The Hell Monarch had led his troops like a war god and reclaimed 90% of the lost Southern Frontier territory. Only these two cities remained, explaining the absence of supply convoys.
Now, all the Hell Monarch’s forces were focused on llyrian. Once the city was recaptured, they could drive the Sandorian forces back to Simonton. There, they would continue the assault and reclaim the entire
Southern Frontier for Starhaven,
Carissa urged Lightning towards Ilyrian City despite fatigue creeping in. This was the final push. She pushed Lightning harder, determined to meet the Hell Monarch by day’s end.
As night fell, she approached the battlefield. The Hell Monarch’s troops were stationed outside llyrian, but the city itself remained unconquered. The devastation she witnessed since entering the Southern Frontier filled her with sorrow and love. Her father and brothers had sacrificed their lives here.
Alas, there was no time for sentimentality.
She rode straight into the camp, brandishing her Rose Spear high in the air.
“I am Carissa Sinclair, daughter of Hector Sinclair, the Duke of Northwatch! I seek an audience with the commander of the Hell Monarch’s army!”
She repeatedly shouted until her voice was hoarse. Soldiers tried to stop her, but Lightning burst through their ranks like a thunderbolt, like a steed born of the gods.
“I am Carissa Sinclair, daughter of Hector Sinclair! I have urgent military intelligence for the Hell Monarch!
Carissa shouted loudly, her hoarse voice piercing the night air.
Inside the camp, torches flickered to life. Soldiers emerged with weapons drawn at the sound of her voice. Upon hearing her words that she was Hector’s daughter, they hesitated and held their ground.
She dismounted swiftly, letting her spear hang low, and faced the approaching soldiers who were wearing battered and worn armor. Holding Lightning’s reins, she removed the black cloth from her face, revealing her.features.
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“I am Carissa Sinclair, daughter of Hector Sinclair, the Duke of Northwatch. I bring urgent military intelligence for the Hell Monarch!” she said firmly.
When they heard she was Hector’s daughter, the soldiers lowered their weapons. Even the hostility in their eyes disappeared. They watched her with curiosity, but allowed her no closer.
In this tense standoff, a black steed thundered towards them from the front. It halted before Carissa.
A tall man in golden armor sat upon the steed, and looked down from his elevated position. His face was smudged and his beard covered half of it, leaving only a pair of bright eyes shining with visible intensity. The black steed circled Carissa once before the man leaned down, towering over her.
“You’re Hector’s daughter?” His voice was grave and laced with doubt.
“Yes!” Carissa looked up at the commander before her, unsure if he was indeed the Hell Monarch, Rafael Sanford.
He was Salvador’s younger brother. When a king was crowned, they took up a different surname to usher in a new era. That was why Salvador and Rafael didn’t share the same family name.
Carissa had seen Rafael when she was young, but at that time, he was still a teenager. Because he had started training in martial arts at an early age, he was much taller than boys his age.
Even in his youth, Rafael had a refined and handsome appearance. When Carissa returned to the capital from the guild, she heard he was renowned for his bravery and unmatched combat skills. Some even said he was the most handsome man of his time.
The man before her was far from handsome, but he exuded an undeniable aura of command and authority. His eyes held a particularly sharp, chilling gleam, like the vast and dark horizon.
The man eyed her spear, a glint of determination in his eyes. After a moment’s contemplation, he declared, “I believe you. Come with me!”
Carissa breathed a sigh of relief.
This must be the Rafael. She had expected it would take more effort to meet him; unexpectedly, merely shouting outside Ilyrian had drawn him out.
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Carissa followed Rafael on horseback, glancing at the campfires spaced every few steps. Her heart sank at what she observed.
The Southern Frontier originally had three hundred thousand soldiers, with another hundred thousand seconded from Victory Pass, totaling four hundred thousand soldiers. From her observations, however, not even half of those numbers were left.
Rafael had marched through twenty–three cities, reclaiming all but two. It was clear many soldiers had sacrificed their lives.
Outside the command tent, vanguards and lieutenants stood on either side. Their armor was worn, their faces weather–beaten, and their beards unkempt.
A few generals stood a short distance away from the main tent. Carissa recognized one of them- Timothy Farrell, an old comrade of her father’s. He had even held her as a child.
Timothy strode up and stopped before Carissa. He studied her face, then said excitedly, “Carissa Sinclair? Is that you?”
“Timothy!” Carissa’s eyes stung.
Timothy’s lips trembled slightly as he nodded, then he turned away. Seeing Carissa reminded him of Hector and the six junior generals.
Several more of Hector’s former comrades approached, their eyes slightly red under the firelight.
One elderly general asked, “Lady Sinclair, how is your mother’s health? Is the cold still troubling her legs?
Carissa felt a sharp pain in her heart, and tears nearly fell.
She nodded quickly. “I have important matters to discuss with His Highness. We’ll catch up later, Timothy
Rafael stood tall outside the main tent, his imposing figure casting a shadow over Carissa. In his usual commanding tone, he ordered, “If you have military intelligence to share, come inside and report it.”
He lifted the tent flap, and entered. Carissa tightened her grip on her spear and followed.
Inside the tent was chilly, barely warmer than outside, in the center stood a table with maps and a sand table for tactical discussions.
On the south side, there was a bed with bedding that had turned dirty gray, tainted with the scent of blood and medicinal herbs. In the corner, there were discarded blood–stained bandages.
There were no chairs or stools. A mat was laid beside the sand table. Rafael sat down first, his posture somewhat peculiar–not cross–legged, but with one leg stretched out and the other bent.
“Speak,” he said curtly, “about this important military intelligence you have.”
Carissa lowered her spear, and looked into his ink–black eyes.
“My second senior received intelligence from Sandona. Approximately three hundred thousand soldiers from Westhaven have entered Sandoria, wearing Sandorian soldiers‘ armor. They’re heading towards the Southern Frontier battlefield.”
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Rafael frowned. “Your second senior got this intelligence? I recall you went to the Pathfinders Guild. Is she also from the same guild?”
“That’s right.” Carissa was afraid he might not believe her. “Your Highness, the Intelligence my second senior gathers is reliable. While the exact number of soldiers may vary, three hundred thousand is a minimum estimate, but there are possibly more.”
Rafael stared at her. “Why not report directly to the king?”
Carissa explained, “I did, but without solid evidence, His Majesty didn’t believe it.”
“Your second senior…” Rafael shook his head, his dark eyes flashing. “You should have told him it was intelligence from your eldest senior, He would believe that. The king holds Kyle in high regard.”
“I did claim it was from my eldest senior, but I made a mistake. I forged his handwriting in a letter, and the king saw through it.” She paused, then looked at Rafael. “Do you believe me?“.
“Your second senior, Winona Preston, is the most renowned spy in the martial world. Her reports are rarely wrong. However, the king is unfamiliar with the martial world, and the Pathfinders Guild recognizes only your eldest senior,” Rafael said.
Carissa hadn’t expected Rafael to know so much about the Pathfinders Guild. Slowly, she felt the heavy burden she had carried all the way here finally lightened.
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At this moment, Carissa felt utterly exhausted. Her legs trembled as she sat down on the mat. She was too tired to worry about proper etiquette. It had been a long time since she had been so rushed, and she was struggling to keep up.
Rafael saw her state, and smiled. “You’re worn out, aren’t you? How many days did it take you?”
“Five days,” Carissa said, catching her breath. “I’m fine, but my horse is really exhausted.”
“Impressive!” Rafael said with admiration. Then, he called out loudly, “Feed the horses and prepare the meals!”
A booming voice responded from outside. “Yes, sir!”
Carissa quickly asked, “Aren’t you going to devise a strategy? Or send someone to urgently notify the capital and request more reinforcements?”
Rafael leaned against the desk, tapping his long fingers on his leg as he narrowed his eyes.
“We will recruit soldiers. Reinforcements won’t arrive quickly. To handle the first battle, we need to first recruit soldiers and gather provisions.”
He looked at Carissa with clear appreciation in his eyes. “You made the right choice by coming to the Southern Frontier yourself. It gives me enough time to come up with a plan. I’ll have someone show you where you can rest. Stay for two days and regain your strength before you return to the capital.”
Carissa shook her head. “I’m not going back. My father and brothers died on the Southern Frontier battlefield. I’ve already sent word to my friends, asking them to come here and fight.”
Rafael’s eyes darkened, and his demeanor grew stern,
“This is nonsense. Going to the battlefield isn’t as simple as you think. Several high–ranking officers and generals have already died.
“If something happened to you, how would I explain it to your mother? Besides, I heard you married Barrett… Wait, that’s right. You’re married to Barrett. With the victory at Victory Pass, he should have already returned to the capital. Why hasn’t he reported to the king? He’s a hero, and the king would believe him. Even if the king didn’t, he should have brought the news, not you.”
Rafael’s words left Carissa momentarily stunned.
It was no surprise that Rafael was keeping track of the Victory Pass battle. With the ongoing conflict, updates between the two sides were essential.
After the death of her father and brothers, Rafael had taken over Hector’s position as commander. He had been fighting the Sandoria people at the Southern Frontier for the past three years.
While Rafael might be aware of significant national events, it was surprising that he also knew about her marriage to Barrett. After all, that was considered insignificant information.
Still, it was strange. Though Rafael knew she was married to Barrett, he had no clue that her entire family had been slaughtered.
Carissa didn’t answer immediately. She lowered her gaze, then looked up and asked, “Your Highness, shouldn’t you be asking why Westhaven allied with Sandoria? Westhaven had just signed a non-
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aggression peace treaty with Starhaven, but they immediately broke it. They disguised themselves as Sandorian soldiers, and joined forces with Sandorla to attack us at the Southern Frontier.”
Carissa felt that Rafael had accepted her words too quickly, without asking any more questions. It seemed a bit hasty and rash.
However, Rafael had reclaimed over twenty cities from the fierce Sandorian people. He wasn’t known for being reckless.
Why did he believe her so easily, then?
Even if he trusted her senior, this information was coming from Carissa, not directly from Winona.
Wasn’t he worried it might be false news? After all, even the king had doubts.
Rafael scratched his tangled beard, trying to smooth it out. But the knots were stubborn, and he could only get his fingers through it, not straighten it.
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp intensity.
“There’s something wrong with the Victory Pass battle I sent someone to investigate as soon as I heard about the victory, but we haven’t received a report yet. Do you know what the issue is?”
Carissa didn’t answer, but countered with another question, “Why do you suspect there’s a problem with the Victory Pass victory, Your Highness?”
Rafael explained methodically. “In the Victory Pass battle, your seventh uncle died, your third uncle lost an arm, and General Sullivan was severely injured.
“The main commander on the battlefield was the reinforcements‘ leader, Barrett Warren, who had little combat experience. Following General Sullivan’s orders, he led troops into Fawnrun City to burn supplies and spread news of an imminent victory at the Southern Frontier.
“This was meant to be a delaying tactic. It was supposed to give General Sullivan time to recover and adjust strategies. But somehow, the tactic forced Westhaven to s
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Rafael’s analysis earned Carissa’s deep respect. Only a seasoned battlefield veteran would understand how absurd it was for an enemy to surrender just because their supplies were burned, especially in a long- standing stalemate like this one.
The conflict between the two kingdoms had led to countless battles over the years, both small and large, with decades of strife.
Moreover, Westhaven wasn’t without its own supplies. Even if their provisions were burned, they could simply resupply and wouldn’t need to surrender. At worst, they would retreat and have a truce. By doing so, the Starhaven army wouldn’t invade them.
“So, what’s the real issue?” Rafael asked.
Knowing that Rafael’s investigation would eventually reveal the truth, Carissa decided to be honest. Aurora Yates killed prisoners and massacred civilians
Rafael’s expression changed abruptly. “Does the king know about this?”
“I don’t know if the king is aware, but…the Victory Pass reports, including the final victory report, didn’t mention
- it. Of course, what I saw was only a copy from the Ministry of Defense, not the original reports submitted to the king.”
“You infiltrated the Ministry of Defense? Rafael looked at her sharply. “Do you know that spying on military documents is a capital offense? You’re reckless! You could have asked your husband, Barrett. He was the commander of the reinforcements.”
Rafael stood up, his tall figure casting a shadow like a looming beast over the tent. He seemed genuinely angry as he leaned in and spoke in a low, furious voice.
“Even if you did infiltrate the Ministry of Defense, you shouldn’t have revealed it. You shouldn’t tell anyone, even me. Have you learned nothing from your time at the Pathfinders Guild about the dangers of trust?”
His eyes flashed with severity. “This matter must not be mentioned to anyone, not even your mother.”
Carissa lowered her gaze, and nodded slightly.
“Does Barrett know?” Rafael asked again.
“He doesn’t.”
Rafael frowned. “What’s going on? You didn’t ask him, but went to infiltrate the ministry instead. Did the -orders to kill prisoners and massacre civilians come from Aurora, or was it Barrett’s?”
Carissa shook her head. “I don’t know.”
“Aurora Yates…” Rafael said thoughtfully. “I remember she’s the daughter of Tristan Yates, a former subordinate of your father. Tristan lost a leg, and she joined the military, showing great ruthlessness and earning a commendation for suppressing bandits. How could she have the authority to issue such orders?”
As the only female general in the court, Rafael was well aware of Aurora.
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Carissa remained silent. Under normal circumstances, Aurora would be unable to act alone unless she and Barrett had a prearranged plan. That was also provided Barrett trusted her completely, and allowed her to lead troops independently.
Carissa’s eyes flashed with a mix of complicated emotions. She didn’t want to discuss unrelated matters
at such a critical time.
“Regardless, the fact remains that there were executions of prisoners and massacres of civilians at Victory Pass. Three hundred thousand Westhaven soldiers are on their way now, and are expected to reach Simonton in about twenty–five days before heading straight for llyrian,” she said.
Rafael stared at her for a while, before saying slowly, “Have you considered that even if Aurora committed these atrocities, Westhaven wouldn’t need to surrender unless she was holding a high–ranking Westhaven figure hostage, which forced Westhaven’s hand?
“If they signed a treaty and this important hostage was released back to them, Westhaven might have suffered a great loss. Even so, they could always seek revenge later. Yet, they chose to ally with Sandoria
Carissa followed his line of thought, her expression changing. “Could the important figure be tortured while in Aurora’s hands, and died after being released?”
“Good insight. You’re as exceptional as your father.”
Though Rafael’s words were of praise, his tone was tinged with irritation.
“But breaking into the Ministry of Defense was reckless. Have you thought about the consequences? You even confessed your actions before me. Weren’t you afraid of the risk?”
“You wouldn’t want me dead, Your Highness. Even if the king knew, he wouldn’t execute me. At most face, I’d face imprisonment or exile,” Carissa replied softly.
After all, she was the last member of the Duke of Northwa
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Calling the food prepared for dinner a meal seemed quite noble. In reality, there were only two pieces of hard flatbread and dried meat–typical battlefield rations.
These were the kinds of supplies commonly sent to the front lines.
Now that the troops were stationed here, they could have prepared some hot stew or oatmeal. However, it was already late, and starting a big pot of stew just for Carissa would have been unreasonable.
Still, they were thoughtful enough to provide a pot of hot water, which was at least something warm to drink and could heat up her body.
The small, temporary tent was filled with thick, heavy blankets that were dirty and hardened with grime. Carissa could tell from a touch that the stains on the blankets were dried blood.
A tall, young soldier with thick eyebrows and a scruffy beard led her in. He scratched his head and asked, Is this okay? If not, I can get some hot soup made for you.”
“No need, this is fine,” Carissa said with a grateful smile, biting into the hard flatbread. The cold made it even tougher, and chewing it made her teeth ache.
“Alright then. I’m Dylan Ziegler, and I’ve been with the prince since I was young. If you need anything, just call for me. There aren’t any maids or servants around to attend to you.”
“No need to attend to me. I can manage. I” Carissa wanted to say she wasn’t so delicate, but it felt unnecessary. Instead, she just smiled and said, “Thank you.”
“Then I’ll leave you to it. Eat and get some rest.” Dylan turned to leave.
“Okay.” Carissa didn’t say much more, as she was indeed hungry. After finishing the flatbread and dried meat, she drank a few sips of hot water. The rations filled her stomach up.
She lifted the tent flap, and glanced outside. The campfire had mostly gone out, with only the main command tent still illuminated. She yawned, feeling utterly exhausted, and decided not to worry about anything else. Let them handle their discussions–she needed to sleep.
Due to her fatigue and the fact that Rafael trusted her words, she fell into a deep sleep. She had experienced rough outdoor conditions during her time in the Pathfinders Guild, so she wasn’t afraid of hardship.
What puzzled her was how well Rafael seemed to know about the Pathfinders Guild and his apparent concern for her, despite their limited interactions when they were younger.
Over the next few days, Carissa didn’t see Rafael or her father’s old subordinates. She wasn’t restricted, and could still come and go. According to Dylan, Rafael had issued orders to start recruiting new soldiers after that night’s meeting.
The people of the Southern Frontier harbored intense hatred towards Sandoria. Sandoria had occupied their land, killed their people, stolen their possessions, and abducted their women. This enmity was deep and personal.
When the front–line commander announced the need for soldiers to attack Ilyrian and Simonton and reclaim the Southern Frontier, many fiery–hearted young men rushed to enlist.
Though trained in martial arts from a young age and having heard many battlefield stories from her father
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and brothers, Carissa had never participated in a battle herself. Despite reading numerous military texts and being familiar with documented major battles, her experience remained theoretical.
She asked Dylan, “Has His Highness requested reinforcements from the court?”
“Yes, but we don’t know when the reinforcements or supplies will arrive. His Highness said we must first focus on recruiting soldiers.”
“How many have been recruited so far?” Carissa Inquired further.
“Four thousand,” Dylan answered without hesitation. As the daughter of the Duke of Northwatch, Carissa was clearly trusted. Her journey from the capital to the Southern Frontier in just five days was impressive, and not just anyone could attempt such a feat.
Carissa was stunned. In just three or four days, four thousand recruits had been gathered? At this rate, it seemed possible to recruit tens of thousands before the Westhaven reinforcement arrived.
However, new recruits lacked battlefield experience, which could lead to heavy casualties.
As if sensing her concern, Dylan added, “The new soldiers have already started training, so all the officers are currently occupied.”
“Is there anything I can help with?” Carissa asked.
Dylan nodded quickly. “Yes, there is! A few people arrived early this morning, claiming to be looking for you. The marshal is still verifying their identities. You should go and see if they’re your friends.”
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When Carissa heard this, she assumed her friends had arrived, and quickly said, “Lead me there.”
Dylan guided her to the rear. From a distance, she spotted several familiar figures.
Holding her Rose Spear, she leaped forward with her Lightfoot Skill and called out loudly, “Rod, Bun, Thia, Vivi!TM
The four of them looked up to see her soaring through the air. A young swordsman in green unsheathed his sword, and leaped up to meet her. They exchanged light blows midair.
The young man’s swordplay was swift as lightning, while Carissa wielded the Rose Spear with a ghostly grace. The red ribbons on the spear flared like scattered fireworks, leaving the soldiers dumbfounded by the incredible skills on display.
As they landed, the young swordsman in green snorted. “Your moves are slow.”
“Your
swordsmanship has improved, Rod,” Carissa said, examining the young man with a bright smile.” And you’ve grown taller.”
Travis Mullen was the only male apprentice of Lunar Guild. Since his master only allowed him to practice swordsmanship with a staff or rod rather than real weapons, he earned the nickname Rod. He was a day younger than Carissa, so she could still act like the elder sister with him.
Bun, Cynthia, and Violet Spencer also gathered around, asking questions all at once.
“Carissa, I heard you got married. Is it true?”
“Your husband is a military general named Barrett Warren, right?”
“Our masters didn’t let us leave the mountain, so we couldn’t find out any news about you. We went to Pathfinders Guild to inquire, but your master was as fierce as a demon.”
“Carissa, I can’t believe you’re married! How could you get married? How can you be a wife with your wild. and unruly nature?”
Bun was an apprentice of Crystal Bloom Guild. He had been chubby since childhood, and his round cheeks earned him the nickname Bun.
Cynthia was also from Crystal Bloom Guild, and she was very pretty. Her high ponytail was tied with a red silk ribbon, adding to her vibrant, wild charm.
Vivi was a junior apprentice of the Inferno Guild. Like Carissa, she hailed from a prestigious family–the Spencers of the south region, Ebonflow. She was doted on by a number of senior apprentices, and her family’s wealth was so vast that it was practically limitless. The entire Inferno Guild was supported by her family, making her the guild’s favorite.
Violet had a proud and aloof personality. She originally looked down on mingling with others, considering she was already highly favored within her own guild.
When Carissa was ten years old, she defeated Violet in a fierce fight, leaving the latter bloodied and bruised. Normally, this would have led to the entire Inferno Guild seeking revenge from the Pathfinders Guild.
However, when Violet’s master learned that a Pathfinders Guild apprentice had done this, he immediately
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Seeing her guild’s fear of the Pathfinders Guild, Violet was furious. She packed her bags and left Inferno. Guild, only to get lost in the mountains and encounter wild beasts. Fortunately, Carissa, who was training in the mountains, saved her.
Since then, they became friends.
Watching her friends chat excitedly like chattering birds, Carissa shouted, “Quiet down! This isn’t the time for such talk. They’re recruiting soldiers. Let’s sign up and fight Sandoria. We’ll leave no trace of them behind!”
To fight on the battlefield, one needed a legitimate status, even if it was just that of a lowly soldier.
Excited by the prospect of being able to fight, the four friends hurried towards the recruitment office. When the recruiting officer saw the girls arriving to enlist, he immediately raised his hand to send them
away.
Violet leaped into the air with a cold snort, and cracked a large rock nearby with a whip strike..
Holding the whip, Violet coldly demanded, “To defend the nation, does it matter if one is a man or a woman? Just tell me, are you accepting recruits or not?”
The recruitment officers were stunned, and quickly nodded. “Yes, of course we’re accepting recruits!”
The recruitment was temporary, and they could return home once the war was over. With such
accepted. One enemy’s head was just as good as another.
impressive skills, such people had to h
The five of them were accepted as the lowest–ranking soldiers. As ambitious as always, Violet asked, How many enemies do I need to kill to be promoted?”
The recruitment officer replied. “One silver coin for each enemy head. Killing thirty enemies will promote
you to the next rank, and so on.”
Violet smiled. “So, becoming a general should be quite easy, right?”
Everyone laughed.
Although her display of skill was impressive, actual co
