The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 17

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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.

left calf was completely swollen. The wound

are so serious? Oliver’s

about this injury?” Isolde smiled.

a woman had for pain. He had seen a young lady who screamed as if she was about to die just because her finger was slightly

that she did not

his robe and gently wrapped her wound. Around her pale calf were faint scratches from the sword’s edge–mere grazes,

the tree, watching him intently as he carefully tended

adrift in a world that

lives that had once ended, only to be inexplicably pulled back into existence

all

to her past life. Worry shadowed her heart. In that life, Oliver Valois had fallen on

march to war alongside William. And without her presence, Oliver would not meet his end saving

dark foreboding lingered. Memories of

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had been drenched in blood–a gruesome tapestry of severed limbs and lifeless bodies. Amid the chaos, there had been no retreat, no respite. Survival

been surrounded, his escape impossible. She had leapt from her horse, hoisted him onto the saddle, and urged the beast to flee. But the horse, startled and wild, bolted. Välen, shaken by the sudden jolt, pushed her from

had thought it a mere accident. Certain death loomed before her, until a great blade intercepted the enemy’s spear, and a strong hand seized her arm, hurling her to safety. She turned in time to

she

accident. It was deliberate. He had sacrificed her to distract the

her eyes and drew a

so blind? For five years, she had foolishly loved a man so cowardly, so selfish and vile. She had even

thoughts, his gaze lifting to meet

her emotions. “No,” she said, shaking her head. “Just remembered something that made me angry.

eyes betrayed a glimmer

wound–does it trouble you?” Isolde asked, noticing the dark stain of blood on his

nothing.” Oliver replied, rising to his feet. He glanced at the crimson seeping through his tunic. “A mere flesh

seen him endure far

military doctor had been forced to extract the barbed arrow without numbing the wound. Oliver

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

but the main road would be bustling with travelers. He would not risk tarnishing Isolde’s reputation

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asked, “Do you know why

it’s for the

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of the High Magistracy would be pointless. Without evidence, it would only tip off the enemy.

fully trust her. It was

the case involving corrupt officials in Shadowmere and Argentum.

this theory was correct, it meant someone was colluding with

going out with

this issue aside and reflect on it once

softly. This man is frighteningly clever.

household,” she answered after a

else besides them?”

“No one else.”

suspect someone in

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the other day. Is there any personal grudge between

undertone. “Not exactly a personal grudge. But you probably know about Eleanor Blackwell

was indifferent. “I’ve heard little about

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

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

seemed to offer comfort, but his voice carried

confirmed nor denied, but she replied politely, “Thank

asleep but

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

face darkened with resolve.

Theodric in his arms, and the three of them, accompanied by a

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,

you, Oliver said calmly

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