The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

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The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 326 Oliver’s Dance

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As soon as Esme gave the signal, Noelle, Britney, Hattie Hazel, and the others rushed to distribute gifts. She had anticipated that the wedding–night revelry would stir up the enthusiasm of the soldiers, so she had prepared presents in advance.

Anthony grinned and declared, “Alright then, for Esme sake, we won’t go too overboard tonight–just two hours of fun! Let’s go!”

“Two hours? Oh no, Anthony, that’s way too much!” Esme protested, but before she could say more, the crowd had already pushed her outside.

A chorus of voices erupted. “Come on, jump! Watch that threshold carefully!”

Oliver chuckled, adjusting his grip as Isolde clung to his back. She had no choice–if she didn’t hold on tight, she’d slip off mid–jump. But if she held on too tightly, she’d end up choking him.

Lucas raised his voice. “The rules are simple! If the bride slips off, the groom drinks. If the groom falls, the groom drinks again!”

Laughter exploded through the room. Hattie scoffed, “That’s not fair! Either way, Oliver’s the one drinking!”

“Hattie, do you really have the heart to make Isolde drink?”

“Well, I feel bad for Oliver too!” Hattie protested.

“No helping it,” Anthony clapped his hands. “Oliver, your only choice is to jump properly.”

With no way out, Oliver turned his head slightly. “Hold on tight. I’m jumping.”

“Alright.” Isolde’s eyes sparkled with excitement. As exhausting as the ordeal was, the sheer liveliness of it all made everything feel so real.

Oliver took a step forward–and Isolde nearly slid off. But with quick reflexes, she hooked her legs around his thighs and scrambled back up, pressing herself flush against his back. Oliver froze, his face turning red.

“Oliver’s blushing!” someone hollered.

crowd roared

his jaw and shot Anthony a glare. “Do I have to jump out

And you’re not done until you make it to the rooftop!”

wait until your wedding, Anthony–I’ll make sure you suffer for

the future anyway, I might as well make the most of

no choice but to keep going. With each jump, Isolde timed her movements perfectly, using her own strength to help stabilize herself. Step by step, they

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let out a helpless chuckle. He glanced up at the roof–it was over ten feet high. With his arms and legs tied, how was he supposed to make it up there?

ended with him failing to gain any height–and worse, Isolde slipped off his back.

Keith

of

“Again! Again!”

going

legs were free, anyone could jump up. Either you get to the

the guests he’s bound to be drowned

later-

Esme’s pleading on your behalf, we’ll do one more challenge–good things come in pairs,

that’s true. But let’s not go overboard this time.”

promised, then turned back to the crowd. “Oliver will dance, and the bride will perform a sword routine! How

and cheers erupted. “Brilliant! Anthony, you’re ruthless!”

heard this. She turned to him, only to see his face burning red. “Wait… you meant I’d wield the sword,

the star of the show! Oliver, we want to see you

Go drink and leave

without some mischief. Just ask Esme–tradition.

“Oliver dances! Isolde wields the sword!”

completely helpless. “I don’t know how to dance!”

you demonstrate! Oliver, just follow along,” Anthony declared, dragging

giggling. “Oh, I don’t know how to dance either.”