The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 412 He Won’t Hit Me

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Lawson’s voice rang out, furious. “Isolde, do you realize the great sin of disrespect you are committing? Forget the laws of the kingdom, even according to our family’s rules, I could have you executed right here in front of the church.”

Isolde shrugged indifferently. “Lawson, you’re not seeing things clearly. I’ve already said it–I’m a businesswoman. If my father can’t be buried in the ancestral grave, then this grave has no meaning to me. I am married now, so my husband’s ancestral grave is what matters. If you’re so upset, I’ll sell it. Why are you all throwing a fit? I’m fair; anyone can buy it. If you have the money, feel free to come and negotiate.”

“You-” Lawson gripped his smoking pipe and started tapping it violently, his face twisted with rage. “How dare you? If you dare sell the ancestral grave, let’s see if you even make it out of Zrork City.”

Isolde’s smile faded, her eyes cold. “Threatening me? You, a mere commoner, threatening a Marquise of the Empire? What penalty do you think you deserve?”

Lawson, taken aback by her sudden shift in demeanor, was momentarily stunned. “You… How dare you speak to me like this?”

Isolde’s gaze turned sharp. “How dare you speak to me this way? I’ve come here calmly to discuss things with you, and not only are you rude, but now you’re threatening me. What penalty do you deserve? What penalty do you deserve?”

“Isolde!” Finally, Vance emerged from the church, his voice full of fury. He pointed at her and shouted, “How dare you act out here in front of the church? There is no status of a County Princess here; everything is decided by seniority.”

“If we’re talking seniority, why don’t you go outside and pay your respects to my parents‘ coffins before talking to me?” Isolde’s voice was sharp, her words cutting. “My father’s remains aren’t even cold, and yet you and Riley are scheming against him and his legacy. How many years did my father care for your entire family? The food you ate, the clothes you wore, even the entertainment at Vermelle Hall–it was all paid for by my parents‘ wealth. If you had any decency left, you should be ashamed to even speak to me. You should be so ashamed that you’d crash your head into a wall.”

slander me? How about you explain how you caused your grandmother’s death? Or how you manipulated Doug, that eunuch, into helping you rise to this position? You ungrateful wretch, if we don’t teach you a lesson today, you’ll never learn

Isolde’s smile turned cold, and she moved quickly, advancing toward Vance. The sudden movement

woman causing a ruckus. Not even ashamed of her words. Always talking about brothels, fighting–just a

saw a middle–aged woman in a red floral cotton coat, with jade hairpins adorning her head, surrounded by a group of women. Her face was large and round, her body heavy with

to her. “Mother, what are you doing

The woman

laime had just called “mother.” was clearly Gage’s

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ignorance, asking, “And

her chin, sneering. “By seniority, I

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rude of you,” Isolde said, as the skinny woman beside the large one snapped, “A wild girl with no manners, shouting like

you’re planning to sell the ancestral grave, huh? If you dare do that, I’ll tear your clothes off and hang you at the

“So, you’re accusing me of being disrespectful? How about the Langley family’s disgrace? My mother’s death, my family’s troubles–who among you helped us in Argentum? My mother bought the ancestral

or leave with the coffin. If you dare sell the grave, I won’t hold back. Even if