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!”

with a faint, indifferent smile. “Let them

tried to approach Mary found themselves met with the

began to falter completely did Isolde rise from

away.

truth well: to show mercy to your enemies is

also understood that Matilda had not ordered the poisoning. This had been Mary’s own scheme, and precisely because it was her doing, Isolde had dealt

deliberately poisoning one’s mistress–especially with Painroot Extract was a grave offense. The pain alone could drive someone to bite their tongue or dash their head against the wall. Were it not

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pale face, Isolde’s mind began to turn. Mary

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my sile. Mother, you had Mary poison my food in an attempt to kill me. “If this reaches the High Court of Parliament,

flash of malice lit her eyes. She clenched her teeth and shouted, “Guards! Seize the Miss

a match for me?” Isolde smirked, sinking back into her chair. Her cold, disdainful gaze swept

his voice low and urgent. “Madam, we can’t leave the food untouched. Mary is dead–she was your agent. Even if you didn’t oftler the poisoning, the blame will still fall on you. Now’s the

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

They stopped Miss Langley from committing murder. As for the poisoning, she has no proof. When Duke Langley returns, do you think he’ll believe her over

then nodded. “Do it. Bring Marshal Blackwell and Eleanor here at

herself a small smile. Her

was only three streets away. Milton and his

through the ranks on

had elevated Matilda from a concubine to the estate’s mistress, a rare privilege granted only to families who had

cut an imposing figure in his green brocade robe, a sword

face seemed open and honest, but those who knew him understood he was a cunning and ruthless man, showing no mercy–even to those who

him on the battlefield. He was reckless, glory–hungry, and

to Milton’s treachery: a forged letter ruined his reputation, and a single arrow pierced