Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3146

In the military camp, Iris sat trapped inside the large tent, her face a mask of despair. She knew that death awaited her.

A soldier quietly lifted the corner of the tent and slipped inside. "Your Majesty, I'm here to get you out."

Seeing her hands freed, Iris felt a rush of excitement. "You'll be rewarded for saving me. Once we return, I'll make you the next Minister of Military Affairs."

The soldier beamed with excitement and whispered to her, "Your Majesty, while no one's watching, let's make a run for it. If we can reach the rear army, we'll be safe."

Earlier, the Minister of Military Affairs had ordered the rear army to cease fire, leaving all heavy artillery silent.

If I can reach the troops at the rear, with countless tanks and soldiers as protection, Matthew wouldn't dare touch me, thought Iris.

"Your Majesty, take us with you! Please don't leave us behind!"

The three princes, bound together, called out to her, their voices desperate.

The soldier inside the tent frowned at the princes before speaking softly to her. "Your Majesty, if we take too many people, we might not make it."

Iris hesitated, glancing at the princes. Gritting her teeth, she turned to the soldier and said, "Take me first. Leave them behind."

Hearing this, the three princes quickly began pleading with Iris, hoping she would take them along.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten your promises to us when we were together before?"

Gadel nodded coolly. This battle had changed him in more ways than one.

Matthew studied Gadel, certain that upon their return, his first order of business would be to purge the court. Knowing Gadel's temperament, if half of the ministers survived two months, it would be a miracle.

"Take me to her." Gadel's voice was as icy as his demeanor. He pulled his Eagle Sword from the ground, its blade slick with crimson blood that dripped slowly from its beak-shaped tip.

The Minister of Military Affairs wiped the sweat from his brow and led the way, too afraid to utter another word.

He couldn't help but wonder if Gadel was truly the same Sixth Prince they had known. The former Sixth Prince had been a bit of a flirt but generally kind, often greeting the ministers with a friendly nod and a smile.

Even Iris used to smile at them when things were calm. Now, with Gadel exuding an aura of deadly intent, his fearsome reputation among the ministers was growing by the minute.