Her Majestic Battle Cry
Her Majestic Battle Cry Chapter 987

Chapter 987

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The group followed Patrick inside, with Carissa holding Lulu’s hand the entire way.

The two Westhaven spies were brought in, their clothes torn and bloodstained. Their faces were so swollen that it was impossible to distinguish their features, as though they had been slapped dozens of times. Forced to kneel on the ground, they were struggling to stay upright, their bodies nearly falling forward.

Lulu’s eyes were red, filled with searing rage. Like Carissa, she had never once forgotten the terrible tragedy of the massacre at Northwatch Estate. Now that the larger situation had been settled, she could finally take revenge for her family and for Melanie.

and The pain and fury in her heart surged forth like a tidal wave. She wanted to rush up beat them senseless, but she couldn’t afford to lose her composure in front of Patrick or embarrass Rafael and Carissa.

“When these two spies were brought to the Ministry of Justice, they still had defiant looks on their faces, as if they were ready to die. I didn’t order them to be tortured, but some individuals, driven by personal emotions, slapped them a few times. As for the injuries on their bodies, they were already like this when they arrived,” Patrick explained.

Rafael had heard from Winona that after they were captured, the men were pummeled before being brought back. He nodded in acknowledgment of Patrick’s words, then instructed Travis to take the spies to the Sinclair family’s cemetery.

The dim glow of the lanterns barely illuminated the road ahead. Travis tied the spies to the front of the carriage. As he drove the horses, the memory of the Sinclair family’s slaughter made him lash out with the horse whip and strike them. When they reached the Sinclair family cemetery, Travis untied the men and kicked them to the ground.

Lulu charged forward, unleashing a flurry of punches and kicks. Her hands swung wildly, landing slap after slap across their faces. However, the fury and pain in her chest remained unsatisfied. No one stopped her. They allowed her to vent her anger, though it pained them to see the usually sweet and innocent Lulu become so unrecognizable in her wrath.

The two spies were beaten to the ground, blood spilling from their mouths. Their already swollen faces now had blood seeping from the wounds, turning them into grotesque masks of agony.

One of the spies pushed himself up with his hands on the ground and roared, “You think only the lives of your people are worth something? What about the lives of Westhaven’s people? Why do you have the right to slaughter our citizens without restraint? Why?”

The other man was coughing up blood, and he struggled to spit out a few words, “Any true Westhaven man will stand against you ruthless Starhaven beasts!”

Travis kicked him hard. “Then, go seek revenge from Aurora, the one who slaughtered your

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Chapter 987

people, if you’re so brave! Why don’t you? Is slaughtering the weak and elderly your idea of proving the bravery of Westhaven men?!”

Violet snapped, “It wasn’t even General Sullivan’s order. You call yourselves spies, but you didn’t even bother to check your facts before you started killing innocent people. You’re the real ruthless beasts here.”

The injured man lifted his head, his eyes still burning with fury. “Even if it was a mistake, you’re still not innocent! Killing someone is one thing, but the way you humiliated His Highness was unforgivable! You stripped him of his dignity and castrated him! Even if it

him!” resulted in our deaths, we needed to avenge

Travis cracked his whip, his fury unleashing as he lashed them again. “The one truly avenging your prince is Grand Princess Lisandra! She took Aurora back to Westhaven to perform a ritual at the prince’s grave to honor his spirit. What have you done, except slaughter the weak and helpless? You call yourselves men of blood and honor? Ptui!”

The spy still persisted, adding, “They’re all guilty, all of you from Starhaven are nothing but wicked criminals…”

Carissa’s eyes suddenly turned cold. With a swift motion, she stepped forward and drove her knife into the man’s abdomen, then pulled it out and immediately stabbed the other man. As blood splattered with the withdrawing of the blade, Travis quickly shielded her with his cloak to prevent the blood from staining her.

Carissa didn’t want to argue with them about right or wrong. She had no interest in listening to their endless bickering, or allowing their words to disturb the peace of her mother, sisters–in–law, or nephews‘ spirits.

She handed the knife to Lulu, asking, “Do you want to take their lives yourself?”

Lulu didn’t take the knife. Tears streamed down her face as she shook her head, hatred burning in her eyes.

“No. I don’t want them to die too quickly. I want to watch their blood drain away, slowly, bit by bit.”