NovelOnlineChapter 1296
A flicker of disgust passed through Celeste's lowered eyes.
What a waste-no skills, no abilities, lacking in both wisdom and courage, unable even to be ruthless. How could
someone like that accomplish anything significant?
But when she lifted her gaze, her eyes shone with renewed light. "You have a kind heart, my love. | didn't fall in
love with the wrong man."
Having made his decision, Oliver found himself unexpectedly calm.
He cupped Celeste's face in his hands, imagining a future where they ran away together-living in
secrecy, enjoying a life of wealth and leisure. That idea didn't sound half bad.
He had known glory once, served the kingdom, and given his all. Who didn't value their life? He wasn't doing
anything wrong.
And honestly, to speak what shouldn't be spoken-whether he stayed or left the Southern Frontier, it would hardly
matter. After all, Louis and the others didn't hold him in high regard.
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"Send for Carl. | need to discuss things with him. If we are to leave, we'll take everyone with us," Oliver
instructed.
Carl had once been the drill master at Silverstone Estate, and Oliver had brought him along to the Southern
Frontier.
Oliver hadn't known that Zoey had sent her people along with him. When Celeste arrived, she had discreetly
removed all those spies. Now, everyone left in Redstone Manor were trusted confidants. Carl was initially
stunned by the plan but quickly warmed to it.
He had been accustomed to the luxury of the capital, enjoying a comfortable life as a drill instructor in
Silverstone Estate. But since arriving here in the Southern Frontier, everything had been a struggle. Even a
simple drink was hard to cby, and there were no fine dishes to enjoy when they dined out.
If he could return to wealth and comfort, why would he stay here and suffer?
Moreover, if war cand Oliver went to the frontlines, could they sit idly by? They would be expected to fight
too. It would be a death sentence for them! They weren't even official soldiers. Even if they tried to flee, they
wouldn't be punished.
So, it was better to leave with Oliver. They had accumulated a fair amount of wealth in Redstone Manor. If they
could take that with them, they would live comfortably, no matter where they went. Whether or not they
returned to the capital mattered little.
Though that was Carl's thoughts, he was surprised Oliver would dare do such a thing. After all, if Oliver fled from
battle, it would bring disaster to his family. Even if he didn't lose his head, his assets would likely be seized, and
he could be exiled.
But then again, if Oliver didn't care, why should he?
The next day, Carl announced that with the war imminent, Oliver would send his wife and young son back to the
capital. So, they needed to buy ssupplies for the journey. He also needed to send the household servants
back, so they would buy a few carriages.
Timothy and Louis heard the news but gave it little thought. After all, Oliver's wife was not one to endure
hardship. Why would she want to stay in a war zone with the fighting imminent?
Besides, the infant had only just turned a month old-leaving the child in such a dangerous place was hardly
fitting. Sending them away seemed entirely sensible.
That day, the necessary items for the journey were procured. Five carriages were prepared, along with boxes,
crates, and several crates of local Southern Frontier delicacies. They were said to be gifts for Evelyn and Zoey in
the capital.
Timothy knew Zoey well enough. She was a woman of virtue, skilled in managing a household, with both the
strength and the wit to lead. It was unfortunate she had married a man like Oliver.
Now, with Oliver's concubine and child returning to the capital, this "grand gesture" was surely a tribute of the
highest order.
Timothy couldn't help but feel a pang of irony.
That evening, Oliver hosted a banquet at his manor, claiming it was also to discuss preparations for the battle.
He invited Louis and Timothy, as well as the two military advisors, to join him.
The Southern Frontier Army now numbered little more than 200,000. There were several generals, but in truth, it
was Louis and Timothy who had long held the reins. Today, they had even sent for Zachary Larkin. Zachary was
busy overseeing repairs to the catapults and other siege equipment. Once the repairs were completed, he had to
inspect them, so he didn't attend the banquet.
"Whatever plans are discussed, just have General Quinton brieflater," Zachary had said.
Louis and Timothy had their strategies to share. Ever since they received reports from scouts, they had been
preparing for battle. Multiple plans had been drawn up, and today, they would finally be able to hash out the
details.
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