The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 203

Chapter 203 Making Clothes for Her

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When Garrett saw the two of them approach, he stashed his spear and leapt into the air. Without missing a beat, the spear flew straight toward Anthony.

The spear shot forward like lightning. Anthony nearly had a heart attack. His body jerked backward, barely dodging the spear as it whisked past his face. He hit the ground with a thud.

Garrett let out a loud laugh. “Nice reflexes!”

Anthony slowly picked himself up, his legs wobbling like jelly. He cursed in his head, What a cold–hearted old bastard. Called me here just to try and kill me.

Isolde was equally shocked. He quickly reached out to help Bentley up. “Grandpa, this is insane! If he hadn’t dodged in time, he’d be a goner.

Garrett just grinned. “Let’s have a look at the spearhead.”

Anthony glanced back, confused. He saw that the spearhead was unnervingly white–whiter than any normal steel spear. “What’s this?”

But before he could say anything else, Isolde had already picked it up. He squeezed it, eyes widening. “It’s paper!”

Not just the spearhead–everything, the whole spear, was made of paper.

Anthony was dumbfounded. To turn soft paper into something so tough and sharp? How did he manage that? What kind of insane internal power must that take?

Garrett chuckled. “By the time the spear hit, I’d already used up most of my strength. If you hadn’t dodged. it would’ve just left a bruise at worst.”

Anthony gave him an appreciative thumbs–up. “You’re amazing, Marshal Sharp. Seriously.”

Garrett snapped his fingers, and someone quickly set up coffee. He led the two of them over to sit down.

“So, your name’s Anthony Bentley, huh?” he asked, waving his sleeve nonchalantly.

Anthony, no longer brimming with his usual arrogance, lowered his head in respect. “Yes, my lord.”

Garrett gave him a nod. “Nice name.”

confused. “Nice

name like yours symbolize strength and

Strength? Priceless?

if a Great Marshal said it, it must be

from my people that when Isolde fell off that cliff, you searched for three

at Isolde, a bit uncomfortable. “Well… Isolde and I go way back. L… I had to do

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203 Making Clothes for

All Pearls

know. It’s rare to see someone so loyal. You two must have a

scratched his head. Even though he respected him, this guy was getting a

in his eye. “Kid, ever thought about joining the military? You’ve got

with Isolde, he’d started questioning his life choices. Am I really just waiting away? Maybe I should actually do something with my

too much, Anthony blurted out, “Yeah….I’d

make up your mind. I’m not gonna sugarcoat it for you–this camp? It’s no joke. It’s

not afraid of hardship!” Anthony said, mustering all the courage

determined, pack your things and

turned to Garrett and asked, “Grandpa, who’s

casually, “It’s your eldest

little confused. “Didn’t he go to Zloimond?” She hadn’t heard about this

the King issued an edict,”

skipped a beat, a surge of excitement rushing

sudden shift in her expression, raised an eyebrow.

wiped the grin off her face and shook her head. “Oh,

there was more to it, but with Garrett around,

said, “Grandpa, I’m going to pay my respects to

Garrett said, his expression softening. He remembered how surprised

simply said

it a secret, so he couldn’t show

Natasha was making clothes.

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