The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

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The Swardswomans Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 8 The Marshal

Matilda’s furry flared as she shot a sharp glare at Anne. Why are you still standing there? Fetch the doctor! Or are you planning to let Mary bleed to death?”

As if on cue, the doctor arrived.

Imogen led a thin, middle–aged man into the courtyard. He was dressed in a plain gray coat, a leather medical kit slung over his shoulder, and sweat beading on his brow.

At the sight of Mary, he gasped. “These injuries… they’re severe!”

“She’s not your patient. Isolde said coldly. “You’re here to treat the girl inside.”

The doctor hesitated, finally noticing the strange tension in the courtyard. But experience had taught him to keep silent–houses like this always hid unsettling secrets.

Under Isolde’s watchful eye, Imogen led the doctor inside to tend to Helena.

The poison. Painroot Extract, was not difficult to neutralize. A few needles to stimulate key pressure points and two doses of pills were enough to cure it.

When the doctor emerged, Isolde took a pouch from her sleeve and tossed it to him. “You’re done. You may leave.”

He caught the payment and turned to go, but Matilda stepped forward, blocking his path. “Wait! Treat her wounds before you leave.

The doctor glanced nervously at Mary, but before he could move, a whip cracked through the air, its sharp snap stopping him in his tracks. “No one touches her, Bolde declared, her voice icy and firm.

The doctor froze, his gaze flickering to Isolde’s cold, unyielding expression. Trembling, he waved his hands as if to excuse himself and quickly left.

“You’re out of your mind!” Matilda burst out. “You had the doctor here and refused his help? Do you really mean to let her die? If she dies, you’ll be charged with murder. You won’t escape the consequences!”

a faint, indifferent

who tried to approach Mary found themselves met with the crack of Isolde’s

completely did Isolde rise from her seat

away.

show mercy to your enemies is to be cruel

scheme, and

bite their tongue or dash their head against the wall. Were it not for Isolde sealing Helena’s

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she looked at Helena’s pale face, Isolde’s mind began to turn. Mary was dead–why not seize the

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me–truly, the heavens are on my sile. Mother, you had Mary poison my food in an attempt to kill me. “If this reaches the High Court of Parliament, what will people think? That you tried to eliminate

lit her eyes. She clenched her teeth and shouted, “Guards! Seize the Miss Langley! And throw out all the

sinking back into her chair. Her cold, disdainful gaze swept

fall on you. Now’s the time to act. Duke Langley is at court. He added, “Call for Marshal Blackwell. Let him subdue her, and we can dispose of the food. Frankly, none of our men are capable of handling

frowned, torn. Bringing her brother into the estate’s private affairs would raise eyebrows and

Langley from committing murder. As for the poisoning,

then nodded. “Do it. Bring Marshal

a small smile. Her plan was unfolding exactly

Marshal’s estate was only three streets away.

officer at the court, had risen through the ranks on the strength

had elevated Matilda from a concubine to the estate’s mistress, a rare privilege

cut an imposing figure in his green

he was

and ambitious,

fallen victim to Milton’s treachery: a forged letter ruined his reputation, and a single arrow pierced his heart. Isolde had witnessed it all, powerless