The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 136 Imperial Scholar–Apprentice

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Clark had originally planned for Cooper and the carriage driver to handle the situation, but as soon as the beggar got into the carriage, he started convulsing uncontrollably, even biting his own tongue. Cooper tried to cover the wound but couldn’t manage, so Clark had no choice but to accompany him.

People watching as the carriage left shook their heads.

“I heard it’s his first day at the Parliamentary Library. Foolish, throwing away his future like that.

“Right? After ten years of hard work, it’s all for today. And now this beggar is his undoing.”

“Doing good is fine, but you have to pick your battles. This beggar can’t repay him. Saving him, he’s just inviting more trouble. If the beggar dies, it’s a life debt.”

Everyone discussed among themselves. The middle–aged scholar in azure looked at the departing carriage and smiled slightly. His previous coldness had disappeared.

The comments continued as the carriage rolled away, and the middle–aged scholar in grey from earlier smiled faintly, his previous indifference replaced with a subtle amusement. He walked toward the sedan chair, saying, “Let’s go.”

“Yes, my lady,” the servant said, lifting the sedan to head toward the end of Peace Street.

Meanwhile, from a coffee house by the street, a head peeked out from a window, watching the commotion below. The face had been there for quite a while, observing the scene intently.

“Lady Sadie Greystone, what’s so interesting?” a maid, returning from the kitchen with some snacks, asked as she noticed Sadie still staring out the window.

“Just finished,” Sadie murmured, retracting her head. Her face was one of quiet, distant beauty.

Earlier, she had wanted to go down, but when she saw someone step forward to help, she realized the beggar needed to be taken to a clinic, and she wasn’t prepared. But who was that person? It seemed he was headed to the Parliamentary Library, willing to forsake his future to save a beggar.

Sadie, the Greystone family’s lady, had saved many people, but she had never done so at a cost. The thought of having to pay such a price made her wonder if she would still be willing to do the same.

“Jenna, what do you want in life?” Sadie asked the maid.

The girl smiled, “Don’t you already know?”

Sadie smiled faintly, “Yes, you’ve always dreamed of marrying Guardian Jalen Beasley. But, tell me, if Jalen came to marry you, would you hesitate on your wedding day to save a beggar?”

Jenna shook her head, “No, that would be my lifelong dream.”

sense of respect for the man she had

rs, ten years

hard work and endless study were often sold to the royal family. Yet, at such a critical moment, this man had barely hesitated before making his choice. Such

your face—it’s red!”

Greystone, blushing? This was a first. Had the

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mouth, mumbling through a full mouth, “Don’t waste

blood, finally arrived at the Parliamentary Library around midday,

served.

to change clothes, but having already arrived so late, he

the worst assumptions about what

had recommended didn’t make things any better.

late, covered in dirt and looking like he had been through a battle. His appearance was disheveled, and his anxiety

to dismiss him, but then a young page dressed in grey entered, delivering an unexpected message: “Chancellor–General Luka

Clark,

in place, Clark should have been sent away to come back another day for a proper exam. But to be called

The atmosphere was something Clark had

often seen in the Imperial Court, working directly with the King. He was an esteemed noble, someone respected even among

couldn’t help but feel nervous–what could Luka want with him? He had entered with Doug’s recommendation, but was that really enough

they entered the grand hall, the page led

solid stone tiles, each

bow,

dare to raise his head,

familiar voice

gaze, he saw none other than the scholar he had encountered earlier -the one who had called the beggar’s life “not worth

life, was

he struggled to comprehend

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