The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 146 Returning to the Manor

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Today, Pablo returned to Argentum, and word had already spread ahead to notify the Valen family of his arrival. Margaret had made all the preparations, cagerly awaiting her husband’s return.

Naturally, she had already prepared her words for the cancellation of the engagement. Though not entirely perfect, she knew Pablo’s temperament well–he cared deeply about face and would not be inclined to ask questions afterward.

She was ready to face his anger, but she also knew that his temper flared quickly and dissipated just as fast. After all, the engagement had already been called off. There was no need for further turmoil over it.

However, William was uneasy. The one thing he feared most in life was his father. So, he had summoned Agnes back to the manor carly, hoping she could intercede on his behalf if Pablo lost his temper.

Agnes, seeing William drenched in sweat from worry, couldn’t help but laugh. “Come on now, Father is fierce, but his temper comes and goes in a flash. All you need to do is take a few lashes, and it’ll be over.”

William, looking even more terrified, replied, “You make it sound easy, but his lashes aren’t something anyone can bear. You’ve never been on the receiving end. I’ve been whipped by him before–three lashes, and I thought it would kill me.”

Eleanor, overhearing their conversation, looked shocked. “Pablo really beats you? But you’re his own son! Surely he wouldn’t…”

“Surely?!” William shot her a glare. “He’d kill me if he had to.”

“Don’t worry,” Eleanor reassured him. “I’ll stand in front of you when the time comes. Pablo wouldn’t dare strike me, would he?”

“Please don’t,” Agnes interjected, her voice cold. Ever since Milton’s downfall, Agnes had become thoroughly displeased with Eleanor, finding everything about her irksome. But she couldn’t say it out loud, especially since she had once encouraged Eleanor to marry into the Valen family.

Eleanor, however, dismissed their concerns. “The engagement is already broken, and the rest doesn’t matter. As for Isolde, she’s wild, rude, and crude. Everyone knows that. How can she even compare to me?”

“If I behave well, Pablo will definitely change his mind,” Eleanor added, confidently.

“Mother, have you figured out what to say yet?” William asked, his anxiety mounting as he glanced at Margaret, who had been silent up until now.

a moment of foolishness, that we didn’t want to cause Miss Langley any harm, which is why we broke the engagement. “Don’t say anything else. Just kneel and confess. Leave the rest to me. Agnes, you can throw in a few words as well, and bring up how Isolde caused trouble in the manor, even trying to kill someone. “Pablo doesn’t like vicious women, and if he learns

right,” Agnes agreed.

her gaze landing on Eleanor. “When Pablo returns, you of sight. Just stay in your room. Your presence will

stay out punished

but remained silent holding hack her frustration. “I’ll stay out

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to the

you wish.”

thinning. “I’ve told you not to appear, so don’t argue. Do you understand?”

and replied meekly, “Yes.”

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of the day, we were wrong. But Agnes, if your father isn’t too angry, there’s something you must say. You must explain that William wasn’t particularly interested in Isolde at first, but out of respect for his father,

Mother. We made a mistake, but if we place the blame on Father, saying he forced the engagement without considering William’s wishes, it will explain

choose the right moment,” Margaret advised.

Mother has already thought

couldn’t shake the image of

rushing to announce, “Pablo has arrived at the western

the entrance to the Valen family’s street, and they had

calling out, “Line up! Let’s welcome

family and servants outside. Eleanor tried to follow, but Agnes stopped

burned with injustice. She had to stay inside while even the servants were going out to

led the family to the

the street, casting a bright glow on the path. Crowds of people, eager to greet Pablo, lined the

a majestic horse, wearing gleaming armor that caught the light of the torches, Pablo was flanked by his generals. The crowd cheered as he acknowledged them with a wave. His presence stirred the people, and they greeted him with even

watched with pride as her husband, hailed by the people, was celebrated as a hero. This man, whom she had set her sights on all those years ago, had risen

clearer in the distance, Margaret’s eyes misted

reached the gates of the manor, he dismounted, saluted the cheering crowd, and Margaret.