Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 581.1: I’ll Enjoy Every Last Morsel of It (1)

“It’s a letter from our master to the young miss?”

“Yes… He ordered for the letter… to be personally delivered… into the young miss’s hands.”

“Understood. Take a rest and drink up. You have worked hard.”

Grace first thanked the heavily breathing messenger, who had rushed all the way here to deliver an emergency message from the frontlines to the fortress, before leaving under the heated gaze of the soldiers.

She let out a quiet sigh as she thought about the events that had transpired over the past six months.

The increased pressure from the deviants on humankind’s frontlines had prompted the united army to rally reinforcements. Rosa, as one of the larger countries, was obliged to respond to the rally.

The Sorofyas’ patriarch, Bruce Sorofya, made a shocking decision. He dispatched Charlotte, who had been managing Rosa’s administration and the united army’s logistical operations, to the frontlines as a commander to participate in the battle.

This was where it all began.

News about the renowned Charlotte Sorofya joining the frontlines greatly inspired the people, motivating countless to join the army. Brolne’s students also rallied together for the cause, which helped the united army’s call for reinforcement to end with a resounding success.

But things weren’t as simple as they seemed.

It might have seemed that Bruce had ordered Charlotte to join the frontlines to serve as a role model to the others, but the truth was that he had no choice but to do so. Grace, who had been by Charlotte’s side all this while, knew that better than anyone else.

Grace had to walk past a long corridor before reaching the entrance of the fortress’s inner city. The guards on duty respectfully greeted her with lowered heads.

“It’s Miss Grace! Open the city gates!” the gate commander ordered.

“Thank you, Commander Torde.”

“Not at all. General, we are indebted to you for speaking up for us on the battlefield, or else the first miss would have…”

“We’re not on the battlefield right now. Call me by my name instead. Also, I should r

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