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Northwatch Estate, as well as the soldiers on the Southern Frontier battlefield, all of whom had died due to Westhaven’s vengeance.
Westhaven chose to exact revenge by allying with Sandoria to kill Starhaven soldiers on the Southern Frontier battlefield and seize Starhaven territory.
Moreover, if this incident was brought to light, Sophie’s maternal grandfather, as the main commander at Victory Pass, would bear unshirkable responsibility. What kind of disaster would that bring to the Sullivan family?
Sophie had thought about this repeatedly, which was why she chose not to tell the king. Not only could she not speak, she also had to feign ignorance in front of the king.
But as for the soldiers who participated in the village massacre with Freya… Sophie could foresee their fate.
Rafael understood the stakes even better than she did. But that was fine; he would find a way to get justice for the Duke of Northwatch’s family.
After a moment of silence, he said, “I’ll take you to inspect the Mystic Army. From today, you will be the deputy commander of the Mystic Army.”The Mystic Army comprised thirty thousand strong troops, all personally trained by Rafael to protect the city. They were elite soldiers who were prepared to defend against any rebellion or attack on the capital. The Mystic Army rarely went to battlefields unless absolutely necessary.
Now, reclaiming the Southern Frontier had become a necessity.
Mobilizing troops from Riverhold Garrison could provoke the other enemy kingdom, Vesperia, into aggression. So, the troops from Riverhold Garrison couldn’t be moved, which was why the Mystic Army had been dispatched.
Though the Mystic Army seldom saw battle, it didn’t mean they hadn’t been on a battlefield. On the contrary, all thirty thousand members were selected from war-hardened soldiers and rigorously trained further,
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Ten thousand of them were Obsidian Guards. They were responsible for the king’s safety and maintaining order in the capital.
Another ten thousand handled criminal arrests. They were able to detain suspects, including royal family members, without public trials. They only needed to report directly to Rafael.
The remaining ten thousand monitored officials, often disguised as commoners and mingling with servants in noble households.
Now, fifteen thousand soldiers from the Mystic Army had arrived at the Southern Frontier-five thousand from each division. Rafael took Sophie to where the Mystic Army troops were and ordered them all to assemble.
The fifteen thousand soldiers were clad in black iron armor. They were all about the same height, with their ages ranging from twenties to forties. They formed a neat, solemn, and imposing lineup, embodying the qualities of elite troops.
Rafael stood with his hands behind his back, the setting sun casting a golden glow on his face.
“Listen up! From today on, General Devin will be your deputy commander. Here at the Southern Frontier, you will follow her orders. If she commands you to charge, you will charge without hesitation.”
“Yes, sir!”
Their thunderous response echoed across the camp outside llyrian City.
Sophie stood tall, meeting their resolute gazes. With soldiers like these, she had no reason to lose.
Blake and Freya watched from a distance. The sunset seemed to make the face of each mighty Mystic Army soldier glow, making them look like divine warriors.
“We led the reinforcements here! Why should they be under Sophie’s command?” Freya complained. You shouldn’t have held me back. The marshal clearly intends to support her.”
Blake replied calmly, “Even if not her, they wouldn’t be under us. The Mystic Army reports to the marshal. As reinforcements, we ultimately follow his orders.”
“Not necessarily. Didn’t we lead our troops at Victory Pass? Freya retorted.
“That was different. General Sullivan had been holding Victory Pass for a long time before we arrived, and he was seriously injured. Remember our first battle at Victory Pass? We were completely overwhelmed. If not for…” Blake trailed off.
If not for Sophie’s third uncle’s timely intervention, Blake would have died on the battlefield. However, it had cost Wyatt Sullivan a limb.
The memory darkened Blake’s mood. He owed Sophie a great deal.
“On the battlefield, it’s all about saving each other. You don’t owe Sophie anything; if you owe anyone, it’s General Wyatt Sullivan,” Freya said.
Blake didn’t want to dwell on these thoughts. He was afraid he would regret his decisions if he thought too deeply. He had achieved his goal of marrying Freya and now was on the Southern Frontier battlefield. As long as he fought bravely, he could restore the Jaffe family’s glory.
“I just think it’s unfair. I’m sure my comrades will feel the same,” Freya added.
Blake grabbed her wrist. “What are you planning? Don’t spread this among the troops. It will disrupt morale.”
Freya shook off his hand. “I don’t need to say anything. Everyone can see for themselves! Are you defending her?”
“I’m not defending her. With a major battle imminent, we cannot afford a disruption in morale,” Blake explained.
“Is that so?” Freya smirked coldly, looking at the setting sun. “Maybe a little chaos will expose Sophie’s incompetence.”
Blake’s heart sank. “Freya, I’m warning you-if you dare spread dissent, you’ll face military punishment/ Freya’s expression was filled with arrogance. “I was the hero of Victory Pass and am Starhaven’s first female general. I haven’t committed any major crimes. Who would dare punish me?” 1
Blake chased after her. “You’ve never been willing to tell me. Back in Fawnrun City, when I was in charge of burning the supply depot, how did you manage to get Westhaven’s marshal, Liam, to sign the peace treaty?”
Freya’s expression was a mix of irritation and wariness. “Didn’t I already tell you? I went around Fawnrun City loudly proclaiming that the Hell Monarch had already achieved victory in the Southern Frontier and was about to head to Victory Pass. Coupled with the supply depot being burned, they panicked and chose to surrender.”
Indeed, Freya had given the same explanation many times before.
Blake hadn’t thought anything was wrong with it at first-until recently, when Freya summoned over a hundred soldiers to their wedding.
Owen had reprimanded her for it, pointing out that she hadn’t asked for permission in advance but had Instead arbitrarily got over a hundred soldiers to leave their posts. But Freya had boldly lied to Blake’s face without so much as blinking, claiming she had asked for permission and that Owen had granted it.
So, reflecting on the Victory Pass triumph, Blake felt something was off.
Especially now, with three hundred thousand Westhaven soldiers disguising themselves as Sandorian troops to fight Starhaven at the Southern Frontier. It made Blake increasingly suspicious about the supposed victory at Victory Pass.
How could Westhaven amicably set a boundary, then immediately send three hundred thousand troops to the Southern Frontier to oppose Starhaven?
It didn’t make any sense.
Unless, from the moment the treaty was signed at Victory Pass, the people of Westhaven harbored great resentment.
Seeing his uncertain expression, Freya turned back to look at him with eyes full of grievance and said, Blake, I’m your wife. Don’t you trust me?
“The battle at Victory Pass can withstand any scrutiny. Westhaven voluntarily surrendered, and it was Liam who personally signed the peace treaty in their own city. There’s no way it could be fake.
“If they hadn’t surrendered voluntarily, how could I, leading just three hundred men, have forced them to sign? You know how violent Liam is.”
Blake thought about it and realized she had a point. Lam had signed the treaty himself.
Considering the forces stationed in Fawnrun City at the time, the few hundred men under Freya’s command were hardly significant. If it came to a fight, Liam could have withdrawn from the main battlefield and easily wiped out Freya and her soldiers.
When he thought about this, Blake felt a wave of guilt for doubting his wife.