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    Chapter 913


    When Carissa first took up the position ofmander of the Mystic Army, many officials opposed her appointment. They felt that a woman holding such an important position was inappropriate.


    But now, seeing the series of actions taken by Salvador and understanding his intentions, the people began to feel that something wasn''t quite right. If things went on like this, the Mystic Army might end up reduced to nothing more than a gathering ce for the Garrison Unit''s misfits.


    The Mystic Army had once been a vital defense for the capital, a shield against external threats. Now, it was being torn apart, piece by piece. The officials felt uneasy, as if some sacred authority was being destroyed.


    This feeling was also due to the fact that since Carissa had taken charge, the Mystic Army had be more formidable and had instilled a greater sense of security. Many who had previously opposed her leadership were nowpletely won over.


    And it was this recognition of Carissa''s ability that had pushed Salvador to elerate his ns, transforming the Crown Guard into the Nightsteel Guard. It was clear that his next moves woulde even faster.


    Dominic was escorted back to the Sullivan family estate by the Griffinde Unit. The estate had been abandoned for some time and had fallen into disrepair. The Griffinde Unit members took it upon themselves to clear the overgrown weeds and clean the area. Derek also selected a few pce servants to assist with the upkeep.


    Barrett didn''t dare to personally escort Dominic, and instead deployed twenty members of the Griffinde Unit. Ten of them entered the estate while the other ten kept watch outside, guarding all three entrances-four at the main gate and three each at the back and side doors.


    Not long after Dominic arrived at the estate, Heather came with a group of people and requested to meet him at the main entrance. She was stopped by the Griffinde Unit, but she didn''t cause a scene and chose to wait outside instead.


    There were many things she could ignore, but now that her dad had returned to the capital, she couldn''t bear the thought of not visiting him. Otherwise, she feared she would face severe criticism and have her reputation tamished.


    Fortunately, Harvey wasn''t in the capital at the moment, or he would have done as he always did-stopped her froming, given her dad''s current status as a disgraced man.


    However, allowing Dominic to return home, though guarded by the Griffinde Unit, was still a great act of kindness from the king.


    Heather stood outside for a while, but when she saw that neither Carissa nor anyone from Edgeview Estate had arrived, and with the weather growing unbearably cold, she decided not to linger any longer.


    At Hell Monarch Estate, Carissa had calmed her emotions and was now listening to Michael''s report. Rafael didn''t return to the Supreme Court. He stayed with her the entire day.


    "Well, just as we hoped, Grandfather has made it back to Sullivan Estate, Rafael said, releasing a small breath of relief.Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.


    At least Dominic wouldn''t be locked up in the Ministry of Justice.


    *The Griffinde Unit is overseeing him now. If you wish to visit General Sullivan, I can speak to Commander Warren about it," Michael offered.


    Michael and Barrett had a decent rtionship-at least when Michael had served as Barrett''s superior, he had been well taken care of.


    Carissa appreciated Michael''s offer. She was definitely going to see Dominic. No, she wasn''t just going to see him, she would speak with him too.


    After Michael left, Rafael looked around at the group, his voice steady as he announced, "From now on, we do what we should do. We don''t need to worry about anyone''s opinions, and we shouldn''t hesitate. We''ve earned this strength by surviving cautiously and carefully, day after day. Now, we''ve built it up, and it''s time to use it. The strength we''ve built up can sustain us for a good year or two of freedom."


    Carissa exchanged a nce with Violet. They both visibly rxed, the tension in their shoulders melting away.


    Violet let out a soft, triumphant shout and threw a fist into the air. "This frustration has been building up for too long. It''s time to let it out."


    "Your Highness, there''s still no word from Lord Edwin," Jacob reminded them, his tone grave.


    That one line spoke of potentially deadly consequences.


    ''Right now, His Majesty still holds General Sullivan in some regard for old times'' sake and for his merits. But if those words reach His Majesty''s ears, all that goodwill and merits will be wiped away. Everything will be erased."


    Rafael nodded, his expression thoughtful. "I believe Lord Edwin can help. The key is, Kevin knows the king better than anyone. He won''t choose this path."


    ''That''s what we hope, but with no news yet, we don''t know the situation. It''s worrisome," Jacob replied, always meticulous in his approach. Any information gap made him uneasy.


    "No need to worry. Lord Edwin is here!" announced someone, rushing in.


    It was Travis, who had already changed back into his clothes. His throat was raspy from all the shouting earlier, a clear sign of how hard he had worked.