Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 826

Tonight at Hell Monarch Estate, everyone finally gathered for dinner.

Carissa was surprised to find that Kyle still hadn't returned to Meadow Ridge.

"Kyle, you haven't gone back yet? I thought you left already! I was wondering why you didn't even say goodbye!"

Kyle shot her an exasperated look and bumped her head with his knuckles. "You ungrateful brat! I've called out to you several times and you completely ignored me. I was wondering if I had offended you somehow. Turns out you just didn't see me."

Feeling a bit sorry for her, Rafael gently rubbed the back of Carissa's head as he explained, "She's been really busy lately, so she was probably deep in thought and didn't hear you calling her. Just a few words would've sufficed. You didn't need to get physical."

Rafael spoke with respect. After all, Kyle was still a senior guild member, but there was a hint of grievance in his tone.

Kyle chuckled. "It wasn't like I hit her hard. Besides, she's used to it. If anyone has roughed her up the most, it's still your mentor, Sage Everett."

Rafael paused for a moment, then said, "Sometimes, Sage Everett doesn't hold back either. I'll talk to him about it later."

Kyle sat down, his expression filled with comfort. His junior guild members truly made the best pair.

Rafael cared for Carissa deeply, even if she seemed a bit oblivious to it. But that was alright. Carissa was slowly coming around and learning to repay the kindness of others.

Jacob had brought out some wine, and the group settled down to eat together. Lately, the people in Hell Monarch Estate had been busy behind the scenes, though it hadn't been publicly acknowledged.

As the toasts flowed and laughter filled the air, the recent gloom of their cases seemed to dissipate.

Jacob, who excelled in both martial and scholarly pursuits, wanted to impress Kyle. So, he cheerfully suggested, "Since we have wine, why not play a game of Poetry Order?"

As soon as he said this, both Travis and Violet stood up and spoke in unison, "I'm full!"

Jacob furrowed his brow. "Full? Travis, you eat more than anyone else! You always fight it out at the dining table until the end, and you haven't even cleared your plate yet."