Chapter 1356
By evening, tensions finally erupted.
The Waterworks Department had stationed soldiers to oversee the workers, ensuring work continued on
schedule. Yesterday's heavy rain had halted all progress, but with today’s rare overcast skies and no rain,
Cameron ordered the workers to make up for lost time. In fact, he demanded hey finish the project three days
ahead of schedule.
The workers were already agitated, and they refused. Tempers flared, and heated arguments broke out between
them and the Waterworks Department officials.
In a fit of rage, Cameron picked up a club and struck one of the workers.
That single blow ignited an uncontrollable fury among the workers. Over a hundred men turned on the officials,
attacking them in a chaotic melee.
Fortunately, Carissa had already stationed people nearby to keep an eye on the situation. Word was immediately
sent to Max.
Max was wary, suspecting this might be a calculated ploy by Nicholas. However, based on their investigation, not
all the workers were connected to Nicholas. The group causing trouble appeared to be ordinary workers who had
been provoked.
Balancing caution with urgency, Max led a group to intervene and break up the fight while also sending someone
to report the situation to Carissa.
Carissa watched the daylight wane and knew the city would soon enforce the nighttcurfew. If the unrest
continued into the night, it would be the perfect opportunity for Nicholas‘ people to exploit the chaos.
Without hesitation, she ordered Michael to lead the Capital Guard to the site and sent a message to Edwin,
instructing him to recall Cameron immediately and place him under temporary custody.
“This is clearly Cameron's doing,” Violet said with a frown “I can’t imagine what he’s trying to achieve.” Carissa’s
expression darkened. “Perhaps Prince Nicholas is growing impatient. Or maybe this is a trap to drawout.”
Violet glanced at her, worry etched in her features. “Then let's stay at the Capital Guard headquarters tonight.
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Carissa’s mind worked quickly. “If they fail to drawout they might chere instead. With all these workers
causing trouble, we need to send people out. We can’t pull guards from every checkpoint, so we'll have to send
those nearby or from the Capital Guard.”
She had anticipated this possibility and had discussed it at length with Jacob and Kyle.
But the reality remained: skilled fighters were in short supply, and there were too many critical locations to
protect. Hiding in Hell Monarch Estate forever wasn’t an option. Whatever would come, Carissa was ready to face
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Violet's grip tightened on her sword hilt, her eyes steeling. Then let them come. At least we'll stop wondering
when they'll make their move. It’s just a shCynthia, Bun, and Rod aren’t here-we could've fought them
together.”
Carissa held her Rose Spear and ran a cloth over its sharpened tip. “It’s just speculation for now. Don’t let your
guard down. But if something does happen, your first priority is to leave and get reinforcements. Don’t try to
fight them off on your own.”
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Violet glanced at the dimming sky, her expression uneasy. She turned back to Carissa and said firmly, “I'll stay
and fight. You should go and find reinforcements. It’s the seither way.”
The wind howled through the city, and the darkened sky seemed poised to burst into a storm. It was hard to tell
if it was the approaching twilight or the prelude to torrential rain.
Suddenly, the distant thunder of hoofbeats broke through the gloom, growing louder and more chaotic by the
second.
The two women exchanged a quick glance and stepped outside. A Capital Guard officer hurried toward them.”
Commander Sinclair, it’s Mr. York and Mr. Spencer.”
Carissa and Violet exhaled in relief and strode to the gate to greet them.
Three figures dismounted at the entrance, handing off their reins and riding crops to a waiting guard. Jacob, Kyle,
and Travis entered briskly, their clothes fitted for movement, ideal for combat. Each carried weapons, their attire
dusty and windswept from a hard ride.
Jacob's hair was slightly disheveled, evidence of the speed with which they had traveled. He looked at Carissa
and said, “We heard about the unrest at the riverbank. We feared those causing trouble might have ulterior
motives, so we cto meet you.”
Kyle stepped forward, his tone calm and reassuring. “Don’t worry. The five of us together can handle anything.
No matter how difficult it gets, we'll fight our way out.”
Carissa felt a wave of warmth rise in her chest.
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cooks to prepare a meal as it was about tfor dinner.
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“Do you think they'll act tonight?” she asked.
Jacob shook his head. “No. If they act tonight, it'll be a wasted effort. They wouldn't stand a chance.”
The Mystic Army had fortified every critical checkpoint in the city. Even if Nicholas’ forces attempted a coup, they
wouldn't make it past Royal Street.
So tonight, they were likely just trying to stir up more conflict-either to create an excuse for future action or
perhaps to target Carissa.