The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 242 It Can’t Be William

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He looked at her that way. Before leaving for Zloimond, he had told her that he would marry her when he returned.

However, at that time, there was no such pain in his eyes.

“Isolde, I’ll use all my strength to protect you in this life. I won’t allow anyone to hurt you, not even a little bit. And I won’t let anyone who has harmed you off.” His fingers brushed against her cheek, still carrying the faint scent of blood.

His voice was forced through clenched teeth, unwavering and resolute.

After the battle at the Zloimond Armory, no one knew what he had been through or what he had seen. The pain that almost seeped into his bones tortured him every day, forcing him to live tenaciously and come back to protect someone,

Isolde was slightly stunned. The Oliver she knew had never shown such intense love or hatred.

He had always been indifferent to everything. Even knowing that his adoptive mother disliked him and that William hated him, he simply fulfilled his duties without complaint.

The mild–mannered person suddenly delivering such sharp words caught her completely off guard.

She knew that only facing life and death could change a person’s nature so completely.

She knew that what he had been through was truly perilous. He had barely escaped with his life.

Slowly, she lifted his sleeve. The iron hand extended all the way to his elbow, with a section of his arm embedded within a metal casing. There were no visible fastenings. She gave it a slight pull, but it didn’t budge.

“It won’t come off. The Grand King Emeritus made this iron hand. When I woke up, it felt as if it had fused with my flesh. But it moves as naturally as my own hand. It’s truly magical,” Oliver said.

“This isn’t iron, is it?” Isolde touched the metal hand, noticing that its color was off. It was whiter than ordinary iron.

“It’s not iron, but I don’t know what it is either.” He moved his fingers, and the metal hand worked smoothly. Even the joints could bend and straighten, just like real fingers.

it doesn’t seem like it,”

I tried slashing it with the Primordial Sword, and it didn’t leave a

was stunned. “Stronger than black iron? Then what exactly

smile. “But don’t worry. As long as

face and gently smoothed his slightly disheveled dark hair. “Yes, coming back alive is

you agree, I’ll propose to you

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dimmed. “Do you not believe I will treat you well? Or… is

and sorrowful eyes. “While you were away from the capital, I got

eyes tightened, his expression turning to shock. He blurted out, “You really did marry William? No! You must divorce him, or I will kill him the moment I return to the capital! Even if you refuse to marry me,

startled by his words. “Do you really think I married William? Why do you think that? And why can’t it be

Just know that it can’t happen. If you don’t have deep feelings for him, submit a divorce petition

he knew something about her past–things he shouldn’t have known. But that was impossible. He had been gone long before she ever married

the question but held back. Such thoughts were far too

with a trace of resentment, “Yes, I married

then widened his eyes

had thought that saying this

sons. It

it was the Marquis of

coughed up

blame Oliver. After all, he would not possibly guess that she had been in

only one left

the thought absurd, he

It was you! After you left the capital and news of your death came back, I held

much thought, it was obvious that she

Oliver widened his eyes. But then, the light in his eyes quickly returned

got married,”

There was no wedding ceremony. A spirit marriage doesn’t count. We need to hold the wedding properly

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