Her Graceful War Song (Carissa Sinclair)

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Violet and Travis both understood the implication of Carissa's words.

The situation in Westhaven was bound to change drastically. Once the current crown prince, Edmund, ascends the throne, the first order of business would be a thorough investigation of Fawnrun City. There were three reasons for that-revenge, consolidating his own

political power, and redrawing the borderlines.

If Barrett still had any sympathy for Viola, he should let her return to her family.

But if he kept Viola with him to force Oliver to stand up for the Warrens, then he and Aurora were essentially the same utterly selfish.

Feeling playful, Violet said, "Let's make a bet. Will Barrett give Viola a divorce letter? I think he won't."

Though he held Barrett in low regard, Travis still remembered the man's bravery on the battlefield and was willing to give him a small measure of support. "He might. At least he showed responsibility on the battlefield."

The two looked at Carissa. "What will you bet on?"

Carissa tilted her head. "Actually, I don't know Barrett very well."

Violet pulled out a banknote worth a thousand silver coins. "You still have to choose. Let's bet a thousand silver coins."Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing the large sum, Travis immediately shook his head. "No way. I'm not betting on that."

Winning would be fine, but losing a thousand silver coins meant he would surely be punished by his master.

Carissa laughed and said, "Let's do it for fun. Don't bet so much-let's make it ten silver coins."

"Then which option do you choose?" Violet put away the banknotes. Money shouldn't be flaunted. She saw the way Travis looked at the notes, as if he wanted to steal them.

Carissa thought for a moment. "I think he'll probably go through the motions of asking Viola about it, just to ease his own conscience. But he won't be completely honest with her. If Viola chooses not to divorce, he'll accept it without any guilt."

Violet chuckled. "It seems you know him quite well. But the problem is, there's no way to verify your option. The Capital Guard is keeping a close eye on Valor Estate. We can't sneak in to eavesdrop."

Carissa shrugged. "So, I can only choose that he won't divorce."

Violet laughed. "You and I are betting against Travis. If Travis loses to us, it'll be twenty silver coins."

Travis sighed. "I hope Barrett doesn't make me lose money. Man, just be a decent person."

On June 21st, Rafael and the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team departed from the cemetery. Over the course of three days, Victor had thoroughly searched the entire city and would soon think of the cemetery. So, despite Lawrence's severe injuries, they had no choice but to carry him and leave. As they had to traverse two large mountains, Everett had bought enough dried food and water before setting out.

The rain had made the mountain paths treacherous, but for soldiers, it was manageable. They needed to increase their speed. Otherwise, if Victor discovered they had been at the cemetery, he would be able to infer their route.

Dylan carried Lawrence on his back, and everyone else carried provisions and water. Once they entered the mountains, they encountered many snakes, insects, rodents, and even wild animals. Dense vines and weeds obstructed their path, so Everett and Rafael took the lead, clearing a path with their blades.

Halfway up the mountain, Rafael cut

some branches and brush on the

other side and ran back and forth several times to make it look like

someone had been there. Then net

about fifty paces from the end of the path, they set up some rudimentary traps. With Sunstrike in hand and the thick vines around them, these traps were not difficult to set.

As expected, Victor and his troops stormed into the cemetery two hours after Rafael and the others

had left. They found evidence that Rafael and the others had been there, and discovered several guards who had been tied up. When questioned, the guards revealed that Rafael and his team had been there for seven or eight days.

"Rafael is cunning-pursue them!" Victor roared.

The skilled fighters led the way, followed by the main group as they ascended the mountain, pursuing along the path the enemy had fled With Victor in the lead, he and his elite forces quickly reached the halfway point. Seeing the two newly cut paths, Victor sneered, A mere trick. Split up and pursue them on both paths!"

He only sent ten martial experts with a couple of ordinary soldiers to the left, while he and the rest went on the path straight ahead.

But not long after, they heard screams coming from the left.

Victor's heart tightened-had they encountered Rafael and his group?

"Traps! There are traps!"

The cries of alarm continued. Victor leaped up a tall tree and saw wooden stakes wrapped in vines flying towards them.

Having already lost six or seven men to these crude wooden traps, Victor was furious.

"Pursue them! This is my territory. No need for idle chatter when you see the Hell Monarch-kill them! Anyone who brings me the Hell Monarch's head will be rewarded with ten thousand silver coins!"