Her Majestic Battle Cry

Chapter 1098

Carissa knew that Yuvan and his family were leaving the city today, so she gave orders to the Garrison Unit to keep an eye on them. After they left the city, they were to report back.

Max personally led a team to keep watch. As they saw several of Yuvan’s carriages leaving Edgeview Estate in a grand procession, they didn’t stop them. Because of Yuvan’s status, he didn’t need to be checked when leaving the city. However, Yuvan still lifted the curtain of his carriage and nodded politely. The officer at the city gate raised his hands in a salute as he saw Yuvan off.

There was no order to check, so no one dared to With Yuvan’s emblem, they didn’t even need to show their face to be allowed to pass.

Once they were gone, Max and his team returned to the Capital Guard headquarters to report to Carissa.

When Carissa heard that they had left, she finally felt at ease.

Recently, the Garrison Unit had been conducting fitness tests. Even after clearing out some people, the Garrison Unit couldn’t be called elite. It was disappointing, especially

considering the many who had come from the Mystic Army.

Years of neglect had corrupted many, and some thought that just showing up and collecting their pay each month was enough. Why work harder?

Of course, there were still a few disciplined ones and those who hadn’t forgotten their Mystic Army roots, but they were in the minority. Most couldn’t resist temptation. It was like a drop of ink falling into a bowl of clear water–it darkened the whole bowl. But a drop of water in a bowl of ink? It changed nothing.

Carissa was working hard to reorganize the unit because she knew that her time as commander might not last long.

The laziness of many was a serious problem, so she often had to supervise them herself. Max’s authority hadn’t taken root, which frustrated her. During today’s training, she took part herself–running, jumping, climbing, and fighting. She even encouraged anyone to challenge her.

Violet had once said that the Garrison Unit was full of lazy soldiers who hadn’t taken their training seriously. She couldn’t do anything about them, so Carissa had to take charge.

Under the blazing sun at the training ground, Carissa fought one opponent after another with her bare hands. When

fainted from the heat, she moved the training to soldiers

the evening.

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After several days of training, Carissa’s fair skin had changed. What had started as redness and peeling was now a healthy, golden tan. By midday, her clothes were soaked with sweat,

and even two towels would be drenched enough to wring out water.

“Commander Sinclair, you should drink some herbal soup,” Max said as the training paused. He motioned for Carissa to come inside and rest. “The cook just finished it, and it’s cooled down. Now’s the perfect time to drink it.”

Carissa wiped the sweat from her brow. A chilled bowl of herbal soup would be wonderful right now. Though chilled wasn’t an option, a cool bowl would do just fine.

She followed Max inside and said, “We still need to keep training. The soldiers‘ stamina is too weak. They can’t handle the heat or the hard work. They’re not even as strong as farm women. If a real battle broke out, how long could they hold out?”

Max laughed. “They’re just garrison soldiers. How could they be expected to fight? If it came to that, the Capital Army would step in.”

Carissa shook her head. “You can’t think like that. When we fought at the Southern Frontier, wasn’t the Mystic Army called up? Didn’t you feel ashamed when you had to choose from the Garrison Unit? How many of your Garrison Unit soldiers did you pick?” Max looked embarrassed. It was an old story he didn’t want to talk about. Now that they had gotten rid of some of those soldiers, they could improve with enough practice.

“If we’re training tonight, I’ll ask the cook to prepare dinner,” Max offered.

“I already gave the order,” Carissa replied. “With so many people to feed, how could we not plan ahead? I had a few people help out in the kitchen. It’s easier to make large pots of food, and we have plenty of meat and vegetables.”

She fanned herself. The air she moved with the fan was hot, and her body felt sticky and uncomfortable.

Max smiled. “You’ve really thought of everything, Commander Sinclair.

”

Perhaps it was the heat or the restlessness in her mind, but Carissa couldn’t shake the feeling of unease. She wasn’t sure what was bothering her, but after thinking it over, she realized it was probably because of Yuvan’s departure today.

She thought for a moment before sending someone to Hell Monarch Estate to ask if Violet had returned yet.