The Almighty Lord Caspian by Cath Nitfisch

Chapter 33 Lord Caspian Personally Oversees the Battle

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“What’s so urgent that you have to leave in the middle of the night? Are you just trying to run away now because you can’t hold the wedding after all?”

Willow assumed that Caspian was trying to flee after having bragged a little too much about the kind of

wedding he could give her.

She had long considered this possibility.

Feeling embarrassed, Caspian said, “Something really did come up. It’s very urgent. Trust me.”

“Whatever. You can do whatever you want. I don’t care, not even if you’re going off to meet another

woman,” Willow retorted unhappily.

She was becoming more and more disappointed with Caspian. Initially, after the previous gathering, she

thought he was somewhat reliable.

However, it was hard for her not to feel suspicious when he was leaving at this hour just days before the

wedding.

“Do you think I’d do something like that? In any case, the most gorgeous woman in all of Southlake City is

standing before me now. Why would I go off to see another woman?” Caspian countered somewhat

helplessly.

He knew Willow had misunderstood him.

“Who knows? Maybe you’re tired of me and want some excitement with someone new.”

When Willow finished speaking, she realized how inappropriate her comment was and turned bright red.

Why was she saying something like that in the dead of the night?

Saying it out loud was too mortifying…

Caspian was speechless.

Right now, a drowsy-looking Willow was standing in front of him in a sheer nightgown that made her impressive curves just barely visible. Just the sight of her was intoxicating. There was no other woman as

attractive as her.

“What are you looking at? It’s not like you’ve never seen me before. Why are you staring at me?” The look

in Caspian’s eyes made Willow’s cheeks hotter.

“I have to go now. I’ll definitely come and pick you up on the day after tomorrow. I’ll keep my promise,”

The day of the long-awaited wedding ceremony was right around the corner. Caspian did not want to leave so abruptly either, but the battle had broken out along the border.

country and his family, he had to

he had to rush to the front lines at once. More could die if

dallied for a single minute.

and her subordinates had arrived in special vehicles.

Sylvia was

Caspian had to do at this hour of the

her shock, she saw three vehicles pulling up. Sylvia and around seven other people dressed in

of the vehicles and

got into one of the vehicles. Soon, he was out of

stunned. Those people had treated Caspian with the utmost respect. What was going on?

chief’s daughter, but from the looks

subordinate.

do now

out what had happened

and would

attacked us under the cover of night to claim

you over there?” Sylvia

for many years now. I know the terrain like the back of my hand. I just need to command the battlefield remotely. I’ll come up with a strategy

indeed a brilliant man, Lord Caspian. You can

proclaimed.

awaits those who dare to attack

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southern border, everyone treated the revered lord of the Diadem

maximum deference.

on the

Caspian was akin to a god!

as he showed up, the battle would

that Caspian was personally overseeing the battle, he immediately came forward to

proved just how significant the battle was to him.

and said, “Greetings, Lord Caspian!

southern

not here for an inspection. I want to use your command center to oversee the front

on the front lines, and time was of the essence. Caspian wasted no

reason for being

Caspian.” John was aware of the

command

contacted Wallace Acosta, who was on the front

the

was thrilled that Caspian was personally overseeing the

battle.

with the situation, Caspian began deploying the troops.

bait the enemy and take them all down in one

front lines retreated on

sense of security.

forces had retreated from the

according to plan.

not getting any rest for over a day, Caspian remained full of vigor.

on the front lines, he did not feel tired

the sky began to lighten. It was the 30th today-the day of