The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 17

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The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 17 Going Down the Mountain

Oliver suddenly asked, “Do you know why the bandits took you?”

Isolde replied. “I don’t know. Perhaps it’s for the same reason they captured the prince.”

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Revealing Milton and Lord Harmon of the High Magistracy would be pointless. Without evidence, it would only tip off the enemy.

Milton was a formidable opponent, and Oliver still didn’t fully trust her. It was better to steer him toward her ow suspicions.

Oliver seemed to accept the explanation. He had already suspected that the prince’s abduction was tied to the case involving corrupt officials in Shadowmere and Argentum. Lord Garraway, head of the High Court, and Duke Blackmoor, the Roya Inspector, might have been targeted through their children as leverage.

If this theory was correct, it meant someone was colluding with the bandits.

“Who knew you were going out with the maid?” Oliver asked.

Isolde, knowing his sharp intellect, had assumed he would set this issue aside and reflect on it once home. But his mind was already racing ahead.

She sighed softly. This man is frighteningly clever.

“Someone from my household,” she answered after a pause.

“Anyone else besides them?” Oliver pressed.

Isolde thought carefully. “No one else.”

She realized he was beginning to suspect someone in the Duke’s estate.

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“I saw you sparring with Marshal Blackwell the other day. Is there any personal grudge between you?” Oliver asked again.

In the pitch–black darkness, Isolde’s voice carried an icy undertone. “Not exactly a personal grudge. But you probably know about Eleanor Blackwell and William Valen.”

Oliver’s tone was indifferent. “I’ve heard little about it.”

“Eleanor Blackwell is carrying my fiancé’s child. She hopes to marry into Marquis Eldermere’s estate, that’s all, Isolde said, her voice calm and steady.

Silence crept in, filling the void. After a long pause, Oliver finally spoke. “My father once said that the future lady of Marquis’s estate can only be you.”

His words seemed to offer comfort, but his voice carried no warmth.

Isolde neither confirmed nor denied, but she replied politely, “Thank you.”

The conversation ended. Theodric had fallen asleep but kept clutching Isolde’s sleeve.

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“We must leave immediately,” Isolde said, standing and stretching her stiff, curled–up limbs. “The enemy has been alerted. The bandits will likely move tonight. Marshal, you must return at once and bring reinforcements to root them out.”

Oliver’s handsome face darkened with resolve. “Let’s

He lifted Theodric in his arms, and the three of them, accompanied by a wolf, began their descent.

Isoldes injuries were not serious, but it was still relatively difficult to walk on the mountain path. His wounds were painful and bleeding. He had only walked for a mile, but his arms and calves were already dripping with blood.

“I’ll carry you, Oliver said calmly as he held her hand.

Isolde shook his head. “It’s just a small injury.”

Oliver pur Theodric down and pulled her to sit down.ll help you bandage your wound again. It’ll be easier to walk this way.”

The most serious injury was the sword wound on his calf.

pulled up her pants. Her left calf was completely swollen. The wound was very deep, about

injuries are

the big deal about this injury?” Isolde

a

badly injured that she did not even make a sound.

and gently wrapped her wound. Around her

as he carefully tended to her. Her heart stirred with complex emotions.

wandering souls adrift in a world

that had once ended, only to be inexplicably pulled

all

her past life. Worry shadowed her heart. In that life, Oliver Valois had fallen on the battlefield. Would history repeat

time, she would not march

yet a dark foreboding lingered. Memories of Oliver’s final moments haunted her still, vivid and

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Amid the chaos, there had been no retreat, no respite. Survival hinged solely on

surrounded, his escape impossible. She had leapt from her horse, hoisted him onto the saddle, and urged the beast to

blade intercepted the enemy’s spear, and a strong hand seized her arm, hurling her to safety. She turned in time to see a man’s chest impaled by a lance, blood spilling like crimson rain.

thought took root–one she had brushed

push had not been an accident. It was deliberate. He had sacrificed her to distract

a sharp breath, fury

could I have been so blind? For five years, she had foolishly loved a man so cowardly,

his gaze lifting to meet hers as he noticed her sharp

shaking her head. “Just remembered

nothing, though his sharp eyes betrayed a glimmer of

Isolde asked, noticing the dark

feet. He glanced at the crimson seeping through his tunic. “A mere flesh

seen him endure far

raging, the military doctor had been forced to extract the barbed arrow without numbing the wound. Oliver had endured it all without so much as a

mountain, Lord Theodric followed quietly, uncharacteristically obedient.

was tethered at the edge of the woods. “Take my horse,” he said to Isolde. “Ride back with Lord Theodric

but the main road would be bustling with travelers.

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you know why the

replied. “I don’t know. Perhaps it’s for the same reason they captured the

Finished

High Magistracy would be pointless. Without

Oliver still didn’t fully trust her. It was better to steer him toward her ow suspicions.

to the case involving corrupt officials in Shadowmere and Argentum. Lord Garraway, head of the High Court, and Duke Blackmoor, the Roya Inspector, might have been targeted

was correct, it meant someone was

out with

he would set this issue aside and reflect on it once home. But his mind was already racing ahead.

This man

she answered after a pause.

besides them?” Oliver

“No one

suspect someone in the Duke’s

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the other day. Is there any

undertone. “Not exactly a personal grudge. But you probably know about Eleanor Blackwell and William Valen.”

tone was indifferent. “I’ve heard little

marry into Marquis Eldermere’s estate, that’s all, Isolde said,

finally spoke. “My father once said that the future lady of Marquis’s estate can only be

offer comfort, but his voice carried no warmth.

neither confirmed nor denied, but she replied politely,

Theodric had fallen asleep but kept clutching Isolde’s

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and stretching her stiff, curled–up limbs. “The enemy has been alerted. The bandits will likely move tonight.

handsome face darkened with resolve.

three of

wounds were painful and bleeding. He had only walked for a mile, but his arms and calves were

calmly as he

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