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Felix lowered his voice. “Sentry Ziegler, the generals who were looking for me tonight-they’ve served under General Sullivan for many years. They’re worried about him, so they spoke out of turn. It was an honest mistake.” Kevin’s tone remained calm, saying, “General Quinton, are you hoping I won’t report this to His Majesty? If it was just an innocent mistake, they wouldn’t have shouted about it. I advise you not to interfere. Let them say what they want, and you mind your own business. As for me, I’ll report as needed. Don’t forget, this is the first official mission since you all returned. If it’s not done well, your future’s as good as gone.”
Felix felt the cold settle in his chest at those words.
He even changed his tone, trying to get on his good side by speaking familiarly, “Kevin, let’s not bring up the past. Out of consideration for your cousin, Lawrence, just pretend you didn’t hear that, alright? We’re as good as brothers, aren’t we? Anything can be talked through. Consider it as doing Homer and me a favor-we’ll owe you one.”
“Don’t try to use my cousin to pressure me.” Kevin waved his hand dismissively, raised his chin slightly, and continued, “You must know that the Crown Guard is now independent of the Mystic Army. We now have six units. Whether I become one of the captains depends on how well this mission goes. As you can see, there are twelve of us. It won’t be easy to eam a spot.”
Felix stopped him, despite his body shaking from the cold. “Kevin, I know you respect General Sullivan, and I understand that General Dylan spoke in the heat of the moment. But if General Sullivan gets blamed for this, it would be an unjust accusation. General Dylan will also be punished for it.”
“That just proves General Sullivan isn’t strict enough,” Kevin replied. “General Dylan thought he could speak recklessly just because he’s in Victory Pass. To say something so disrespectful-if nothing happens this time, something will happen next time.”
He pointed at Felix. “Don’t follow me anymore, and don’t say another word. If you do, I won’t hesitate to include you as well if I report it to His Majesty.”
With that, he walked past Felix and strode away.
Felix was filled with worry. He wanted to chase after Kevin, but he knew there was no way to change his mind right now. He would have to wait until they were on the road again to talk things over.
At least one thing was certain now-Kevin hadn’t told Galen. If he was going to take credit for a report, he wouldn’t have told anyone.
After Dylan and the others left the observation pavilion, they were all uneasy. They made their way straight to Dominic’s residence. Dominic wouldn’t see them, but when the young generals heard what had happened, they didn’t know what to say.
Wyatt couldn’t bring himself to scold them, knowing they had acted out of frustration. He had also always been straightforward and often spoke without thinking.
Wallace sighed deeply. “General Dylan, not only have you harmed yourself with those words, but you’ve also put my dad in danger.”
“I’m sorry… Why can’t I control my mouth?” Dylan slapped himself in frustration, tears streaming down his face. “I don’t care if I die, but if this causes trouble for General Sullivan, I’ll never be able to atone for it, no matter how many times I die.”
“What’s the point of saying this now?” Shane grabbed him. “At this point, there’s no use. I’ll go to the observation tower and ask General Quinton myself. Let’s see if he did hear anything.”
“He definitely heard,” Igor said, lifting his head.
His eyes were filled with uncertainty. Even in the face of thousands of soldiers, he had never been afraid, but now he was terrified. This was a situation he didn’t know how to handle.
“Dylan yelled so loudly-unless they’re deaf, anyone could hear it.”
“I’ll go find them and ask for their help. This can’t reach His Majesty’s ears!” Shane shouted. “Get the horses ready.
With that, he strode out.
Wyatt watched the generals. He knew they had been by his dad’s side for most of their lives, and that their concern for him was what drove them to seek out Felix.
He sighed. “My friends, words can bring disaster. From now on, we must be careful with what we say. No more speaking out of turn.”
The others nodded quickly, but what good was it now? Could they undo the damage?
“Even without the Crown Guard present, we shouldn’t have said anything in front of General Quinton and General Larkin,”
Wallace sighed and rubbed his temples, a headache building. Their dad would return to the capital by royal order, but Wyatt wouldn’t be the one to take over command of the troops here. Instead, it was passed to Wallace. He was the youngest, and not even Dominic’s biological son.
Clearly, Salvador had his own intentions and was trying to sow division within the family. If there was any strife or conflict here, Salvador could send another general to take over Victory Pass.
As it stood, who could stabilize Victory Pass? Aside from the Hell Monarch, who else could handle it? Salvador wouldn’t send the Hell Monarch, so if anyone else came, they would either be too inexperienced or too eager to gain military merit and rise to power.
Thankfully, the Sullivan brothers were united. No matter who held the command, when their dad was present, they followed him. When he wasn’t, they listened to Wyatt.
When Shane arrived at the observation tower, Felix invited him to his and Homer’s room. The room was small, with two beds, a small dining table, and two stools.
The observation tower had once been a temple, but after the temple relocated to the mountains, this building was repurposed to accommodate officials and visitors from the capital or other regions.
Felix gestured for Shane to sit, while Homer settled on the bed. After Felix relayed Kevin’s words, Shane’s face drained of color, turning ashen.
With Dominic’s return to the capital, the stakes were high. It had been a gamble on divine favor, but those words would undoubtedly offend the king beyond redemption.
“Is there any way out of this?’ Shane asked, his voice trembling after a long silence.
“Before you arrived,” Felix began, “I contacted some people we have in Victory Pass. They’re helping to send word to Prince Rafael. I’m sure you’ve heard of the Septimus Tetra reconnaissance team. All of them were saved by His Highness. We’re hoping His Highness can convince the Marquis of Elderglen to stop Sentry Ziegler before he returns to the capital and talk him down.”
Shane was a bit surprised. “You have people in Victory Pass?”
“They’re not our people,’ Felix clarified. “Before we came to Victory Pass, Lady Sophie gave us contact information for them, so we could send messages back to the capital quickly if anything happened.”
“Is Sentry Ziegler from the Marquis of Elderglen’s family?”
“He’s the Marquis of Elderglen’s nephew.”
Shane couldn’t feel fully reassured. Felix had just said that even with that connection, he had been refused.
It wasn’t hard to understand why. Everyone wanted to rise in the ranks, especially those who were working directly for the king. Who wouldn’t want to climb higher? Opportunities like that didn’t come often, and it didn’t take much effort-just a simple report, and the reward would be theirs.
“Please relay to Sophie that if a conversation can be had, then have it. But if not, no other measures should be taken. The Sullivan family has always prided itself on being upright. If anyone’s to blame, it’s ourselves for speaking without thinking and giving others leverage,” Shane said.
Felix and Homer already held great respect for the Sullivan family, but after hearing Shane’s words, their admiration deepened. If it had been someone else, someone ruthless, they might have arranged for an assassination on the way back to the capital to silence Kevin for good.
However, the Sullivan family truly did everything with integrity.
In the capital, Claire received a message via pigeon from Victory Pass. Without reading it, she immediately passed it to Violet, who would be able to take it directly to Sophie.
Understanding the gravity of the message, Violet opened it without hesitation. After reading it, she immediately mounted her horse and rode straight to the Capital Guard headquarters. During this time, Sophie should be there.
It was completely normal for Violet to come and go from the Capital Guard headquarters. She was now a special martial arts instructor, and Salvador, knowing her exceptional skills and that she had no interest in becoming an official, had deemed her the best person to train the Mystic Army in martial arts.
Though the Crown Guard had become independent, martial arts training still fell under the jurisdiction of the Capital Guard headquarters, which was why they came to Violet.
Upon reading the message, Sophie let out a heavy sigh. This was the last thing that should have happened.
On a smaller scale, one could say that Dylan spoke out of turn and said something careless. A reprimand or perhaps twenty lashes would be enough to resolve it.
But on a larger scale, this was a disaster. The words could be interpreted as the Victory Pass generals collectively agreeing that Salvador was to blame for the massacre at Fawnrun City.
Salvador had always focused on the accomplishments he had made after his ascension. Redrawing the borderline at Victory Pass was considered one of his greatest achievements, as was the reclamation of the Southern Frontier.
But if someone were to say that the slaughter of Fawnrun City civilians was his responsibility, he would not hesitate to execute many just to prove to the world that he had been furious about the massacre.