The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 352 Not That Kind of Man

Oliver felt a pang of sorrow as he listened.

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“Do not tell Isolde about this,” Geoffrey said, his gaze dark and heavy. “Thinking back on all these years, I carry too much guilt. I’ve made too many mistakes–hurt the woman I loved, wronged my only daughter, Now, with death approaching, I finally see things clearly. My daughter… she is destined for greatness, Princess Aveline told me the Queen Mother thinks highly of her, even considering her for military service.

“Well, what can I say? I was a soldier myself. Seeing my child follow the same path brings me a sense of pride. But if the world were at peace, that would be one thing. If war breaks out and she must lead troops into battle, how can I possibly rest easy?”

“Yes,” Oliver murmured. He wanted to say he would protect her, but war was unpredictable. He would do everything in his power, yet there were no guarantees.

Geoffrey fixed him with a serious look. “I am telling you this because I need you to do everything you can to stop her from joining the army. Only then will she be safe. It’s just a few years–I want her to live in peace, even if only for a little while.”

Oliver fell silent for a moment before replying, “I will try my best, but I cannot promise to stop her. If this is what she truly wants, I won’t stand in her way.”

“But it’s dangerous!” Geoffrey’s voice rose, urgent. “You’re doing this for her own good! You’d be stopping her from walking straight into death! A noblewoman should live under the protection of her husband’s love, not throw her life away on the battlefield.”

“I trust that Isolde knows what’s best for herself,” Oliver said steadily. “She is not an ordinary woman–she has ambition, a dream. I will not be the one to crush it. Father–in–law, I cannot agree to this, but I will pass along your words.”

Geoffrey let out a long sigh, his eyes dimming. “I thought you truly loved her, but now I see–you don’t even care if she lives or dies.”

Oliver’s expression grew serious. “Of course I love her. Of course I care. But if stopping her would only make her miserable, then why should I do it? She has something she wants to achieve, and I will stand by her. The only thing I can do is protect her with everything I have.”

Geoffrey glared at him. “What kind of logic is that?”

Oliver met his gaze head–on. “Let me ask you–why did you join the army?”

“To kill the enemy, to protect the country and its people, to achieve glory and honor.”

“But you knew you might die.”

“In times of national crisis, what is one life worth?” Geoffrey declared solemnly.

And when you returned victorious, did you feel proud?

“Of course! How could I not?” Geoffrey answered without hesitation.

seeks that pride, that

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Geoffrey froze.

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of keeping his daughter safe, never considering the deeper meaning of her choices.

imperial court, achieving little, but I have seen much. On the surface, things seem

right or wrong?” Oliver frowned.

you understand? If one day you think they are wrong, do not be so quick to judge. Look deeper.

Oliver nodded.

lunch at the Langley estate, the two set

home was an all–out celebration, as if

out of the carriage, they dragged him away, leaving Isolde with only one instruction“Go with

laughed in exasperation. “Weren’t you all begging me to

but he destroyed their entire arsenal.

over tea.”

haven’t even paid my respects to the elders yet!”

rush–story first!” They dragged him off

stood there,

swore she heard Alex’s voice say, “Start with the

shook her head. A bunch of scoundrels.

Natasha stood with the help of a cane, surrounded by a crowd of family members. A wide smile spread across her face as she watched

arm. “It’s freezing–why are you

you were coming, and I thought, ‘It’s been too long, hasn’t it?” Natasha’s smile was warm and

paused, glancing behind Isolde. “Where’s Oliver?”

away by Alex and the others.” Isolde said, exasperated. “I kept insisting we should greet you

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wouldn’t let him go.”

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little to talk about

you mean, old? You’re still