The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 233 Forced Evacuation

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The people, already anxious from losing their homes and loved ones, immediately crowded around upon hearing the two men speak, demanding to know what had happened.

One of the men, his voice rough with exhaustion, declared, “I am the son of Doctor Dilan Charlton from Bumblewick. My father went out on a medical visit last night and has not returned. Fearing something had happened to him, I settled my affairs and took my younger brother to search for him. We ran through the city all night, but all we saw was King Kamari’s soldiers stationed at his residence. He gave no orders for disaster relief, and every granary was heavily guarded.”

He suddenly turned to Hector, eyes burning with anger. “Mr. Maximum, don’t deceive us. You just came from the granary yourself. King Kamari refuses to open them and wants us to starve, right?”

The crowd gasped in shock. They stared at Hector and interrogated him for the truth.

Hector was momentarily speechless. He did not even know how to calm them down.

As the tense standoff continued, an officer rushed in with a report. “Sir, the County Princess of Cromwell, Isolde, has arrived with Lord Doug Becker and General Kolton Sharp to assist. Marshal Garrett has also delivered military rations for the disaster victims as an emergency relief measure!”

A wave of relief surged through Hector. He was well aware that the County Princess had stationed herself with three thousand troops at East Bridge.

The rumors about the heavy rain also came from her group, saying she was following imperial orders to help the displaced people. As for why she hadn’t entered the city, it was probably because Kamari had stopped her.

But none of that mattered to him now. All he knew was that his people would finally have food to eat.

Without hesitation, he raised his hand and commanded, “Let’s go welcome the County Princess.”

As Hector watched the three thousand soldiers march through the storm, their armor drenched by the pouring rain, he saw Isolde, Kolton, and Doug, soaked but steady. The hardships of the day weighed on him, and suddenly, his heart tingled with emotion. Stepping forward, he bowed deeply. “Welcome Your Highness, Lord Becker, and General Sharp.”

Isolde reached out, clasping his hand firmly. With solemn determination, she said, “Mr. Maximus, there’s no need for formalities. The people need us, let’s act swiftly.”

Warmth surged through Hector’s chest. His throat tightened, and for the first time in a long while, he struggled to hold back his emotions.

When the victims knew that Royal Court troops had come to help, they were all excited.

of everyone’s enthusiasm and mobilized some of the stronger

mountains unstable. If they didn’t act fast, landslides could bury entire villages. Determined to prevent such a tragedy, she acted swiftly, evacuating villagers before the mountains could collapse. When some refused to leave, she ordered her

her efforts, some were even more

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the Royal Court’s army joined the disaster relief efforts, the villagers of Rustwood

the entire village would be buried, leaving no survivors. If that happened, Hector would be held responsible

It was now 12 PM on August 22nd, meaning there was

had been searching for the village since yesterday, but the road into the mountains had been blocked by massive boulders. After

hearing about the planned evacuation, the village chief of Rustwood Village flew into a rage. He argued that their village had endured countless storms over the

forward to persuade the villagers, but the village chief

was running out, Isolde gave the order: “Those who are willing to leave, go

tied up and taken

this. In their village, the chief was also the clan leader, a figure

be bound, the young men clenched their fists, ready to fight

If a fight broke out, they might not stand a chance. The people of Rustwood numbered in the thousands, while the soldiers who had

Rustwood is a village of martial artists. Even the women here know how to fight. If this turns into a real

artists?” Isolde glanced at the young men, all clenching their fists, their physiques strong and well- trained. Even the village chief, who had just been panting in anger, still carried the vigor of youth, his stomp left a deep imprint

said in a firm voice, “I have long heard of your great martial prowess, respected not only in Rustwood but throughout all of Zloimond. But today, the lives of your villagers are at stake. I may be overestimating myself, but I challenge the warriors of Rustwood. If I win, you will leave with me immediately.

“Little girl, I don’t know who you are, but if you’re challenging the warriors

give me a chance. If I lose, I

words with her. Rustwood had existed for hundreds of years since their ancestors first settled here, and life had always been good. No natural disaster had ever caused significant harm to their village. He had no reason to believe in this so–called landslide or collapsing mountains.

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