The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

The Swordswoman’s Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 424 Grieving for His Death

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Everyone was ready to depart, and only Isolde’s tent remained unstruck. As soon as she got up, someone came to pack it up.

The neighbors had also gathered to help, and slowly, members of the Langley family began to arrive to see Geoffrey off.

The Langley family was a vast clan, with many impoverished members. Most of them ignored family matters because they didn’t have a say. On Geoffrey’s matter, some harbored a sense of injustice but had kept silent–until now. Those who once respected Geoffrey had come out of the woodwork, walking in silence behind the procession.

“Wait, wait!”

A weak, urgent voice came from behind. Isolde turned around and saw an elderly man, dressed in tattered clothes, being supported by two strong men. He was frail and looked sickly, wearing a worn–out coat, his face pale and yellowed–clearly a long–suffering patient.

Isolde didn’t recognize him, but Clark immediately did, rushing forward to help him. “Micah, what are you doing here?”

Micah looked stricken with sorrow, stomping his foot. “Those unworthy descendants didn’t even tell me! If it weren’t for the officials going door to door asking, I wouldn’t have known Geoffrey is gone! How cruel! He was so young, the pillar of Eryndral Empire! Why did Heaven take him from us?”

Micah broke down into sobs, wailing uncontrollably.

A neighbor whispered to Isolde, explaining that Micah was an old elder of the Langley family, but because his family had no notable members, he was often disregarded. He had been bedridden for years, unaware of much that had been going on.

Seeing his grief, Isolde walked forward and bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Micah.”

“Isolde?” Micah slowly approached, trying to focus on her. “Ah, you… You look exactly like your mother,” he said, his voice cracking again, tears flowing. “Your mother… she had such a tragic life…”

Two strong men around him hurried to console him, “Grandfather, please don’t be too upset, take care of yourself.”

old, I’m going to die soon anyway–what’s it to me? Why didn’t you all tell me? A huge event like this, and not a word to me? I’ll go to the church and demand answers. Lawson, that bastard, I’ve never liked him! What

a deep breath, shouted towards the crowd, “Lawson, come out here! I’m going to beat you to death! You good–for–nothing, you can’t do anything right except stir up trouble. Get out here, I’ll kill

turned crimson with rage, his eyes nearly

officials for questioning. But his family members were present, and when they heard Micah’s

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come to pay respects. Now, hearing Micah speak up for his father, he felt that at least

need these so–called relatives. But his roots were here, and sending him back to this place, even if they eventually decided to return to Argentum,

Micah’s hand. “Thank you. If my father sees this from above, he will be deeply grateful. He… he was the Langley family. He needed

face softened with sorrow, and he

of the Langley family came

City, Isolde turned and bowed to the people who had come to pay their

was pulled by eight horses, with Isolde, Oliver, Hattie, and Hazel in the carriage. Clark

carriage and went to speak with Clark. She returned and informed Isolde, “Micah was your paternal grandfather’s eldest son, but the family has been poor for a long time. Geoffrey used to visit them often. Your mother

had helped this family, Isolde turned to Hattie. “Please go tell Anthony that I have it in mind to care for them, but I won’t give them money. If they need help, they should come

you want to

can only solve short–term problems, not long–term poverty,” Isolde replied.

become soft–hearted like a Bodhisattva,”

her voice firm. “They’re poor, but they have dignity. Micah’s angry words today redeemed my

was a good person, and anything her mother had done was always right. She had often been scolded for lacking manners, but now,

ahead, do as she said,” Oliver said, holding her hand and exchanging a

“I’ll ride back and tell