The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 17

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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.

pants. Her left calf was completely swollen. The wound was very deep, about the length

your injuries are so

big deal about this injury?” Isolde smiled.

rarely interacted with women, but he knew how much tolerance a woman had for pain. He had seen a young lady who screamed as if she was about

was so badly injured that she did not

and gently wrapped her wound. Around her pale calf were faint scratches from

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

her, they were but two wandering souls adrift in a world that neither truly

ended, only to be inexplicably pulled back into

defied all reason.

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

time, she would not march to war alongside William. And without her presence, Oliver would

dark foreboding lingered. Memories of Oliver’s final moments haunted

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had been drenched in blood–a gruesome tapestry of severed limbs and lifeless bodies. Amid the chaos,

her horse, hoisted him onto the saddle, and urged the beast to flee. But the horse, startled and

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 see a man’s chest impaled by a lance, blood spilling like crimson

instant, a fleeting thought took root–one she had brushed aside

was deliberate. He had sacrificed her to distract the enemy, saving

closed her eyes and drew a sharp breath, fury

could I have been so blind? For five years, she had foolishly loved a man so cowardly, so selfish and vile. She

through her thoughts, his gaze lifting to meet hers as he noticed her

her head. “Just remembered something that made

though his sharp eyes betrayed a glimmer

trouble you?” Isolde asked, noticing the dark stain

his feet. He glanced at the crimson seeping

had seen

arrow had pierced through his abdomen. With painkillers scarce and the battle raging, the military doctor had been forced to extract the barbed arrow without numbing the wound. Oliver had endured it all

Lord Theodric followed quietly, uncharacteristically obedient.

was tethered at the edge of the woods. “Take my horse,” he

steed could certainly carry the weight of two riders but the main road would be bustling with travelers. He would not risk tarnishing Isolde’s reputation by

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“Do you know why the bandits took you?”

Perhaps it’s for the same

Finished

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

and Oliver still didn’t fully trust her. It was

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

meant someone

you were going out with the maid?” Oliver

knowing his sharp intellect, had assumed he would set this issue aside and reflect on it once

man is

household,” she

besides them?”

carefully. “No

suspect someone

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the other day. Is there

darkness, Isolde’s voice carried an icy undertone. “Not exactly a personal grudge. But you probably know about Eleanor

was indifferent. “I’ve

my fiancé’s child. She hopes to marry into Marquis Eldermere’s estate, that’s all,

the void. After a long pause, Oliver finally spoke. “My father once said that the future lady of Marquis’s estate can

but his

denied, but she replied politely, “Thank you.”

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

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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

handsome face darkened with

his arms, and the three of them,

to walk on the mountain path. His wounds were painful and bleeding. He had only walked for a mile,

said calmly as he held

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