The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 135

Chapter 135 Off to the Parliamentary Library

Clark quickly greeted, “Uncle.”

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Geoffrey looked at him, his eyes filled with complexity. “You used to call me dad when you were younger”

Clark paused. It was true that he used to call him that, but after his younger brother was born, Grandmother had ordered that he stop and refer to Geoffrey as “Uncle” instead.

“Don’t want to call me that anymore?” Geoffrey asked, his voice calm but carrying an underlying weight.

Clark hurriedly explained, “No… it’s not like that.”

He felt nervous, but his grandmother had given a strict order.

Geoffrey understood the boy’s dilemma, so he didn’t press further. “Fine, if you don’t want to call me father, you can still call me uncle.”

Clark felt conflicted. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to; it was just that he had grown used to calling him “Uncle.” When Geoffrey had raised the idea of being called “father” again, Clark couldn’t help but feel grateful but also struggled with the difficulty of saying it.

“Please, sit down,” Clark stammered.

Geoffrey, with a calm gesture, sat down and tapped the table. “Sit down, I have something to ask you.”

Clark obeyed, though he felt nervous. It was always hard for him to be in Geoffrey’s presence; the man had always seemed so imposing, so out of reach.

Geoffrey regarded him for a moment. Clark reminded him so much of his younger self. The only difference was that when Geoffrey had joined the military, his mother hadn’t objected.

Looking back, maybe she didn’t think much of his talents and figured he would never amount to much in the army.

But Geoffrey had worked his way up, eventually being appointed as a general, and it had solidified his career. However, his mother’s smiles had grown fewer and fewer with each passing year.

hard,” Geoffrey spoke briefly,

his words, felt

Lamgett Manor,” Geoffrey

Geoffrey mostly stayed in his

Clark replied, not knowing what

him back. Perhaps it was because the atmosphere felt right, and bringing up such matters would only

Clark asked, “How’s

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If not, then… well, we’ll have to leave it

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dwell on what happened tonight. Forget what

you for your advice, Harlan,” Clark replied, respect

up. “Get some rest. Tomorrow, I’ll arrange for a carriage

turned to leave. “Goodbye…” he murmured,

Duke’s estate

Prudence, Vance, and Priscilla to head to the

mood was tense. The Parliamentary Library was a prestigious place, the starting point for many influential people in the Eryndral Empire, and although it seemed like a humble beginning, it was a place that could elevate

enter.

the carriage neared Peace Street, they encountered a commotion. People had gathered, blocking the path.

what was happening, but the human wall blocked his view. He turned to Cooper. “Find out

squeezed through the crowd and returned with the news. “Sir, a little beggar has been beaten badly. There’s blood everywhere. He might die soon.”

froze. “Why hasn’t anyone taken him

center? Even if they did, no

his body shaking in convulsions. His

me,” Clark

day at the Parliamentary Library. You can’t afford to be

the carriage, and you take him to the medical center.

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