Her Majestic Battle Cry

Robert was supposed to stay the night, as he was worried that Rafael’s condition might worsen. But by the time it was about nine at night, Sebastian returned. Without a word, he immediately administered a Snowdrop Pill.

After taking the pill, Rafael claimed that the pain in his chest had lessened. Robert took his pulse and, sure enough, the improvement was remarkable. The Snowdrop Pill worked better than the medicine he had prescribed.

Though a skilled physician himself, Robert had heard much about Sebastian’s renowned expertise. Now that Sebastian was here, there was no need for Robert to stay the night. Carissa saw how exhausted he was after two days of treatment. So, she kindly gave him a token of gratitude and had someone escort him back to his residence.

Once Robert left, Sebastian prepared another prescription, instructing someone to head to Arcane Sanctum to fetch the necessary ingredients and brew the medicine. After taking the new concoction, Rafael felt as if the heavy weight pressing on his chest had been lifted, leaving him much more at ease.

“Mr. Lester will probably come by again tomorrow. So, you’ll need to wait until tomorrow evening to leave the capital,” said Sebastian.

Carissa’s brow furrowed with concern. “But if Mr. Lester comes tomorrow to check Raf’s pulse, won’t that expose everything?”

“We’ll have someone watch the door,” Sebastian replied. “If he comes, I’ll just give His Highness another dose…”

“Another dose?” Carissa’s eyes widened in alarm. “He can’t take any more!”

Sebastian gave her a sidelong glance. “If you were so worried, you shouldn’t have had him take the half pill in the first place.”

Seeing the regret in Carissa’s eyes, Sebastian explained, “I’m not talking about giving him another half pill. What we’ll give him is a Frostbane Pill. It’s a cold- acting medicine, specifically for treating extreme heat in the body. After taking it, we’ll have him circulate his inner force. His pulse will still be chaotic, but it won’t appear as alarming.”

Carissa nodded, then asked, “But the previous pill has already affected his heart. Won’t circulating his energy after taking the Frostbane Pill clash with the effects and weaken his constitution?”

‘It’s not a problem. There are plenty of other pills to help stabilize his body,” Sebastian reassured her.

Travis, who had been listening nearby, couldn’t help but speak up, “If we had used the Frostbane Pill from the start, His Highness wouldn’t have suffered from that chest pain for two days.”

Sebastian shot him a glance. “How could it be the same? If it weren’t a genuine heart ailment, do you think the royal physicians wouldn’t have noticed? Just a chaotic pulse isn’t enough.

“Mr. Lester has already made up his mind, believing it’s a sudden heart ailment. Tomorrow, when he diagnoses His Highness‘ pulse as still erratic, he’ll just confirm that more rest is needed.”

Travis quickly fell silent. Sebastian had never been that harsh before. Today, he was downright fierce.

Back at the palace, Salvador had asked all the questions he wanted to. Between Galen, Derek, and Robert, Rafael’s condition had been thoroughly explained.

Later that night, the Nightsteel Guard reported that after Sebastian returned, he had sent someone to Arcane Sanctum to fetch medicine. It was clear that Salvador’s earlier worries had been unnecessary. With his doubts dispelled, he now felt a twinge of regret for ever suspecting his younger brother.

But given the internal and external pressures, he couldn’t afford to be careless. The true mastermind behind the rebellion had yet to be uncovered. Who could have the influence to manipulate those around Yuvan?

Salvador cursed his doubts, but in his heart, he found a justification. His suspicions were not unfounded. What if Rafael was hiding behind a supposed illness, planning to slip away to Valken? Or perhaps there was some other hidden agenda?

He firmly believed that Sandoria’s resurgence was fueled by great confidence. Over the years, they had been relentlessly waging war, nearly draining their resources. They wouldn’t launch a decisive strike now if they weren’t confident of victory.

This suggested that traitors had colluded with them, setting up plans at the Southern Frontier. And for someone to arrange such plans without Louis and Timothy noticing–who could it be?

It wasn’t just Salvador being overly suspicious. There were simply too many

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answered questions.

How could he not know that Oliver’s abilities were limited? But the entire Earl of Silverstone’s family–men, women, young, and old–numbered in the hundreds. Oliver would never betray his kingdom. noveldrama

Salvador didn’t need Oliver to be a great warrior. He just needed him to rally the troops with a few loud shouts and boost morale. So, even if Oliver stayed seated in the marshal’s residence, it wouldn’t negatively impact the battle.