The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 123 Trouble in Zloimond

Doug's gaze suddenly turned sharp, like a sword as he asked, “Who are you cursing?”

Isolde slowly withdrew her gaze and replied, “My old man.”

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“Mm, he deserves it. Doug returned to his book, dismissing the conversation with a casual tone. “Alright, go

back.”

Isolde jumped up and squeezed herself beside him. “Wait, why are you always trying to get rid oflately?

Doug set down his book and looked at her. With a smile, he reached over to ruffle her hair. I'm not trying to get

rid of you. It's just... with all the rumors outside, it’s better for you to stay away and avoid the gossip.”

Isolde, surprised, blinked a few times. “So you're worried about what others will say about us?”

Doug laughed. “Of course, | care. Otherwise, | won't be able to find a wife after all this.”

“You still want to find a wife?” Isolde raised an eyebrow.

“Why not?” Doug replied.

Isolde gave in, admitting, “Fine, you can.”

She stood up, her heart aching as she walked away. Tears welled up in her eyes, a deep sorrow tugging at her

chest.

Isolde, you really have had the worst luck in life.

What right do you have to only seek revenge? You owe so much more to those who care for you.

Doug, fearless and rebellious, never worried about what others thought. Yet, for her nand future, he went to

great lengths to avoid the rumors.

Once she left, Doug sighed deeply. The world may be harsh, but he, Doug, could defy the heavens, while she

couldn't. He couldn't bear to see her suffer.

Women, they need a good marriage, a proper match. It was the only way. He didn’t want to be shallow, but the

world forced him to be. He had too many enemies, too many complications. He couldn't protect her forever.

If he could, he’d let her live her life however she wished. But he couldn't.

Today, he was a mighty figure, the high-ranking Nine Thousand Years. Tomorrow, he might be a prisoner. his life

in danger.

He picked up his book again, only to have someone rush in and hand him a letter. “Mr. Becker, a letter from

Zloimond.”

“Quickly,” Doug said, dropping his book. He read the letter, and his face changed tically. After a moment,

he tucked the letter away, gave quick orders, and headed out. “Prepare the horses. I'm going to the palace.”

Doug mounted his horse and rode out with two attendants, heading straight for the palace to meet the

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Inside the royal study, the chamberlain presented the letter to the Emperor. The Emperor read it, his face

composed. “Keep this quiet. Go to ZIoimond and don’t announce a death until the body is found.”

The Emperor took a look and said with a solemn expression, “Put this matter aside for now. Bring speople to

Zloimond. If you don’t see the corpse, don’t mourn.”

“Understood, Your Majesty,” Doug replied before leaving with his orders.

After leaving the palace, Doug went straight to Duke's estate.

Isolde, who had just returned, was surprised when she saw Doug arriving. I've only just returned. How are you

here already?”

“I'm heading out on an official trip. It'll be about a month before | return. While I'm gone, if you need. anything,

go to the Princess and Rosemary. They will help you,” Doug instructed.

“Where are you going?” Isolde asked casually, though she didn’t pay much attention, knowing Doug had been

handling the Emperor's affairs for years.

“Zloimond, Doug replied.

Isolde froze. “Zloimond?”

“Yes. I'm leaving right away. | still need to pack. Stay out of trouble,” Doug warned.

“Understood. Safe travels, Isolde said, her heart growing uneasy.

She had just been to Paletein Manor, and Doug hadn't mentioned anything about an official trip, so this must

have cup after she left. She recalled seeing someone hurry in when she left, a messenger who had changed

horses at the post station.

She remembered from her past life that, in November of the year she married into the Valen family, Zloimond’s

leader, Kamari Conway, had started a rebellion. It had been large-scale, with an army of over twenty thousand,

later swelling to over fifty thousand, heavily armed. Since Zloimond wasn’t far from Argentum, it posed a direct

threat.

Isolde thought of her previous life. In the November of the year she married into the Duke Mansion,

elite. At Kamari started a rebellion. It was a huge commotion, and their weapons and equipment were very the

tof the rebellion, there were more than 20,000 people, but later on, there were more than 50,000 people.

sk of suppressing the rebellion had fallen to Harrison, who was known for his swift action, though it

still took him a year and a half to crush the rebels.

Isolde calculated the timeline. Zloimond'’s rebellion must have started in November, just three or four months

away. If Doug was heading to Zloimond now, could Kamari have started the rebellion early?

But if the rebellion had started early, it should have been Harrison leading the charge, not Doug

Isolde felt confused and anxious. Her current life seemed increasingly different from her example, Oliver was not

supposed to go to Yue, but he did.

“County Princess, what's wrong?” Enoticed Isolde still staring after Doug, lost in thought.

“| feel uneasy,” Isolde admitted, her worry growing.

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“Are you worried about Mr. Becker?” Esmiled. “He's been out handling matters for years. He's used to it

Don’t worry. No one can harm him.”

Isolde considered this and realized she had been worrying needlessly.

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next day, Clark arrived at the Pearl Tower.

“I have to report to the Parliamentary Library tomorrow, but | haven't told my grandmother or father yes! Clark

said, troubled.

“Can’t bring yourself to say it?” Isolde asked.

“It's not that. I just don’t know how to bring it up, Clark replied with a small smile,

Isolde encouraged him. “Just tell them. They're not going to eat you alive.”

“I want to talk to my father first,” Clark said.

“That's a good idea. He's been through it all. He might give you sgood advice, Isolde said.

“Well... if even he doesn’t support me, I'll be a real target in this house, Clark said, carrying sburden of

his own.

“I've always been a target in this house, but I live a happy life,” Isolde replied, smiling

Clark laughed. “You're not a target for me. You're my benefactor.”

Isolde smiled back. “Alright, when you get your salary, takeout to a nice meal.”

Clark looked at her with tenderness. “I'll give it all to you.”

“Why would | want all of it? Keep sfor yourself, so you can marry a good wife,” Isolde teased. “You should be

thinking about that, too.”

Clark blushed. “No rush.”

“You should be rushing. You're the oldest in the house. Even | almost got married, but | was rejected. If it wasn’t

for that, I'd be married by now,” Isolde said.

Clark, hearing her talk about her rejection, said, “Don’t be upset. I've heard what happened. The fault wasn't

yours. William was too much. Eleanor was... unfair.”

He wanted to say William was shameless, but those words felt too harsh.

Isolde smiled. “I'm not upset. William wasn’t worthy of me.”

Clark looked at her in surprise, then laughed. “If anyone hears you say that, they'll think you're arrogant, saying

someone isn’t good enough for you.”

“I'm not being arrogant. I'm just stating the truth. And it’s not about family status. It’s al person has good

character, even if they're poor, I'd still marry them, Isolde said calmly.

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