Her Graceful War Song novel Chapter 1228

The Capital Guard headquarters' prison was as sparse as they came, and they didn't usually imprison people there. It wasn't that they didn't arrest anyone. Minor offenders were usually fined or given a few lashes, while those committing serious crimes were sent to the authorities to face proper sentencing.

"Your Majesty, if there are court officials present, should they also be detained?" Carissa asked.

Salvador's expression darkened. "Naturally, they are to be detained as well."

Carissa understood that Salvador intended to teach these officials a lesson, though not publicly—he didn't want word of their indiscretions spreading to the authorities. Locking them up in the Capital Guard headquarter's prison was meant to serve as a discreet warning while protecting their reputations.

More importantly, the raid's true objective was to capture the Sandorian spies and subject them to a rigorous interrogation.

"And make sure no one warns them in advance," Salvador added.

It was time to discipline a few people and restore proper order.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Carissa replied respectfully.

As she left to carry out the orders, her thoughts turned to Gerald.

Truth be told, Gerald had reprimanded her not long ago, and she was still annoyed by it. Yet, she couldn't overlook the fact that he was Sigmund's tutor at one point and carried the distinguished title of a royal tutor. If the old man got caught in such a place and thrown into the Capital Guard headquarter's prison, he would likely die of shame.

His embarrassment was one thing, but it was Sigmund's reputation that was truly on the line.

Fortunately, ever since surveillance began late last year, Gerald hadn't visited often. If memory served correctly, he had gone three days ago, which meant he likely wouldn't return in the next couple of days.

She decided to proceed with the raid that very evening. As for the Marquis of Glandale, Salvador hadn't given explicit instructions to apprehend him, so it was clear he intended to handle the matter personally. That was out of her hands.

Carissa returned to the Capital Guard Headquarters to mobilize the troops.

The locations of the five gentlemen's retreats had already been thoroughly investigated. Each establishment employed around ten enforcers and housed over twenty courtesans. The 15 Sandorian spies were scattered across the five retreats.

While their exact martial prowess remained uncertain, their light, nimble footsteps suggested they were well-trained in Lightfoot Skill.

Violet had been training the Capital Guard and Garrison Unit for quite some time now. After those intensive lessons, their skills improved considerably. As for Max and Michael, their martial prowess had surged ahead as well.

When Carissa and her group stormed in, he instinctively turned to retreat deeper into the building. Carissa quickly stepped forward, grabbing his shoulder and yanking him back.

To her surprise, he broke free and spun around, pulling out the whip and striking at her without hesitation.

After just a few moves, the man was subdued, tied up with rope, and tossed toward the entrance, where the guards from the Capital Guard took over.

The rest of the people tried to flee in panic, but the area was already tightly secured. Every exit was guarded, making escape impossible.

The Sandorian spies, however, were determined to fight. They were skilled and vicious, but compared to someone like Michael, they fell short. Naturally, they were no match for Carissa and Violet, who quickly took them down without much trouble.

As for the guests and courtesans enjoying themselves, they were all rounded up as well. Among them were a few officials who wished they could hide their faces behind their sleeves. They recognized Carissa, and at that moment, they felt like dying would be less humiliating.

Carissa pushed open the door to a private room on the second floor. Behind the screen, she found Gerald and two courtesans trying to hide.

She didn't let anyone else enter the room, instead saying coldly, "Should I call people in to drag you out, or will you come out on your own?"