The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

apter 48 Doug Is Her Master

Eleanor was carried down the mountain, while Michelle and Matilda were sent away ahead of time.

The officials who had arrived that day had all departed–save for Tyler.

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It wasn’t that Tyler couldn’t leave, he simply refused to walk alongside them. Only after everyone else had gone did he finally bid farewell.

Geoffrey personally escorted him to the gates of the manor.

The golden hues of the setting sun bathed the entire estate in a warm, gentle glow, casting long, soft shadows across the countryside.

But Tyler remained still, his gaze locked onto Geollrey. His voice, carrying a note of resination, broke the

silence. “Geoffrey…. how did it come to this?

Tyler sighed, clapping a hand on Geoffrey’s shoulder.

“When the case first arose. I deliberately delayed the trial. I had my men summon you here, hoping your presence alone would be enough to deter those in the estate from giving false testimony. Anyone with half a mind could see that this was a setup meant to frame Isolde. And yet… you didn’t see it? You arrived and acted without even questioning the case.”

With that, Tyler shook his head and turned away.

Geoffrey watched him go, his figure disappearing into the lengthening shadows. He turned his gaze toward the courtyard, where the jujube trees cast flickering silhouettes under the fading sunlight.

Everyone had seen through the trap. Everyone–except him.

He stood there for a long time before finally making his way back inside. But when he entered the hall, Doug, Oliver, and Isolde were nowhere to be seen.

Oliver stood at the edge of the pavilion, overlooking the distant reservoir.

With his height, he could just make out the rippling waters, the marks along the bank where Michelle had been dragged under.

Doug sat on a large boulder by the reservoir. Before him, Isolde knelt, her posture rigid, her body. unwavering–but her tears fell freely, one after another, in silent, unstoppable streams.

To see her master again… it felt like a lifetime had passed.

had died–Doug had already been

detached. “I’m not

cried harder, her sobs escalating

had carried alone–upon seeing her master,

softening just slightly. He reached out, patting her back gently. “What’s wrong with

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didn’t need to. From the footsteps, from the faint breath, he knew exactly who it was

introduce Orson to Geoffrey, Oliver said casually. “He’s

stood in silence, watching as Isolde clung to Doug, weeping. His face was unreadable, his lips pressed into a

hesitated. Turning back, he asked Oliver, his voice grave, “Oliver, tell me one thing, and tell me

from the mountains stirred his robes, making them billow like

hadn’t known beforehand… would you still have been able to tell, at a glance, that Isolde was innocent?” Geoffrey’s gaze

flicker of irony flashed–too brief for anyone to catch. “Known beforehand?” he echoed. “Vincenzo came to Southern Watch, seeking out

Why were you and Mr. Becker so certain Isolde

for a moment before speaking. “It seems,” he said finally, “that you don’t understand her at all.” “I’ve only met her a handful of times, but even I know this–she knows how to fight. If she had truly wanted Eleanor dead, she would have simply abducted her, taken her to some desolate place, and

expression darkened. “People can act irrationally in the heat

to rely on. She wouldn’t pick a fight unless she was absolutely certain she could win–because she knows that, if she did, there would be no one at the Duke’s estate to defend

turned pale as he asked, “Mr. Becker

he is fiercely protective. He wouldn’t allow anyone to harm Isolde. “When Vincenzo arrived, Mr. Becker had just returned to Argentum. The Queen Mother sent someone to summon him, yet he chose to come to the

even paler. “No… Mr. Becker is cautious, rational. He wouldn’t have done this unless–at the very least–he was absolutely certain.”

looked at him in silence for a moment before finally saying. “Yes, you have a point?

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