The Swordswoman's Revenge Story after Rebirth

Chapter 232 Disaster Relief

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She thought that if Isolde planned to attack Kamari’s residence, the best twould be during the storm.

However, by the next morning, there was still no sign of Isolde’s army. After sending people to investigate, they

found that her troops were still stationed in the stone houses, unmoved.

Ashley found it strange, wondering if she had guessed wrong. Isolde, what exactly are you planning?

She felt deeply uneasy and immediately redeployed another five thousand troops for defense.

Inside the stone house, Doug, Kolton, and Isolde were discussing their attack strategy.

“We can’t stay here for long. The heavy rain is our cover, but once it stops, this stone house will be under siege.

Although Oliver destroyed their weapons depot, the kind of gunpowder Princess Aveline mentioned must still be

stocked in the royal residence. They surely understand our intentions and will take advantage of this storm to

wipe us out. So, we must retreat before the rain stops,” Isolde said.

“Retreat?” Doug was momentarily stunned. “Wasn't your plan to attack the royal residence during the storm?”

Isolde said, “That's right, but this storm won't stop anytsoon. Now isn’t the best moment to strike. A surprise

attack should truly catch the enemy off guard. The rain will last for five days, bringing devastating floods. Our

priority now is to stay with the people to ensure safety. At the stime, we have five days to prove ourselves

and win the hearts of Zloimond’s people for the King. If my guess is right, Kamari won't provide disaster relief.

Since the Royal Court's stance is still unclear, he wouldn't dare open his granaries at this moment. This is the

perfect opportunity for the Royal Court to regain the people’s trust. With their support, victory will surely be

ours.”

-Kolton looked at her with intrigue. What she proposed wasn’t an exceptionally sophisticated strategy. It was

actually the simplest one. She was merely using a natural disaster to win public favor before launching a surprise

attack. In a way, it was rather cunning.

Yet, she spoke with such righteousness, and looking at the whole situation, it truly was a just cause.

Kamari was indeed a traitor and a usurper.

Ashley’s defenses did not face an attack.

Instead, news arrived that Isolde and her three thousand troops had rushed to the coastal areas in the storm to

help the people escape the disaster.

Since the moment the hurricane arrived, the heavy rain had never ceased.

Countless houses in the suburbs collapsed, trees were uprooted, and even within the city, sbuildings fell,

and rooftops were torn off.

The heavy rain showed no signs of stopping. The local authorities opened schools, ancestral halls, and large

churches to shelter those whose homes had been destroyed.

However, as the storm intensified, those living near the mountains had to evacuate. If a landslide occurred, the

rushing mud would bring unimaginable disaster.

Yet, evacuating the numerous villages in the mountains was no easy task. Svillagers refused to leave

their homes, and when persuasion failed, they had to be forcibly carried away. It was an effort that required

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The government lacked manpower and could only rely on Kamari’s army. He had already recalled 15,000 troops

for defense and sent another 10,000 to the coastal areas, leaving few soldiers available.

The local authorities knew that Kamari had more troops than this. Braving the storm, the governor, Hector

Maximus, rode his horse to the royal residence, only to find the strees inside and outside the palace packed with

soldiers in straw raincoats. Under the pitch-black sky, the rain poured relentlessly, and three entire streets

surrounding the palace were filled with soldiers wearing pointed straw hats.

Hector trembled with anger and shouted toward the front lines, “Please make way! | have urgent business with

King Kamari!”

The soldiers remained stone-faced and unyielding, unmoved even in the torrential rain. Not a single one

acknowledged him.

Seeing this display, Hector knew that meeting Kamari was impossible. Instead, he called out again, “May | speak

with the commanding officer? The disaster is severe. We need His Highness to send troops for rescue and

evacuation!”

The torrential rain poured down. Aside from that, there was only silence.

Hector refused to give up. He shouted again and again until his voice was hoarse and exhausted, yet no one

responded.

Furious, he knew there was no hope here. Rather than waste more time, he turned his horse and rode straight

toward the granary, determined to open it and at least feed the sheltered civilians.

However, when he arrived, he found that the original guards were gone. In their place stood at least two to three

thousand soldiers.

Like those outside the palace, they wore straw raincoats, gripped long blades, and stood motionless in the

downpour, their faces devoid of expression.

Hector called out, “May | ask where the commanding officer is?”

At last, someone stepped forward from the ranks.

Like the other soldiers, he wore a straw raincoat, but beneath it, he was clad in black iron armor.

“Mr. Maximus, what business do you have, braving the storm to chere,?” the officer asked loudly.

Having been ignored at the palace, Hector was overjoyed to finally receive a response. He quickly replied, “I

have cto order the granary to be opened and provide food for the disaster victims. While shave been

temporarily sheltered...”

The officer interrupted before Hector could finish. “Mr. Maximus, do you have King Kamari’s written decree?”

Hector was stunned. “King Kamari’s decree?”

This granary belonged to the local government, not the royal residence. It was the official emergency reserve,

separate from the rations that had already been allocated to Kamari. He had multiple granaries of his own, but

this was not one of them.

“Yes,” the officer said. “His Highness has ordered that no granary be opened without his decree.”

Hector quickly responded, “Marshal, there must be a mistake! This is not King Kamari’s granary.”

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The officer scoffed, “Every granary in Zloimond belongs to King Kamari.”

Hector felt a chill run through him. What does it mean? Is King Kamari truly planning a rebellion?

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Hector served as an official in Kamari’s territory, but he was also a representative of the royal court.

Hector had worked in this position for five years and knew Kamari well. He was not the kind ruler that outsiders

thought he was, but he had always kept up a good image.

Yet today, in the midst of a great disaster, he had scaled off the granaries. Is he planning to starve the people? Is

this truly a sign of rebellion?

Most of the officials in Zloimond were Kamari’s loyal followers, but Hector was not.

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

He had calone. Everyone from the High Court of Parliament had already been dispatched elsewhere. It was

impossible for him to stand against two or three thousand soldiers on his own.

Then, he began to wonder where the original guards had gone. A chilling thought crept into his mind as he

suspected that they had been eliminated.

Hector dared not press further. He had no choice but to turn his horse around and retreat.

The granary was no longer an option, yet the displaced citizens still needed to eat. The designated shelters had

barely any food left, not even enough for a single proper meal.

If the people went hungry, they would cause trouble.

After running around endlessly, Hector was extremely anxious.

Looking at the chaos in the city and the torrential rain that continued to pour relentlessly, he truly felt powerless.

He went to St. Grace Church and saw the disaster victims suffering from hunger, repeatedly asking when food

would be distributed. Hector found himself at a loss for words.

The chief constable stepped forward to reassure the crowd, “Everyone, please rest assured. Mr. Maximus has

already gone to see King Kamari. His Highness will surely open the granaries for disaster relief.”

“No! No!” Two men rushed in from the downpour, drenched from head to toe, their faces pale and their

foreheads lined with bulging veins. “King Kamari has already sealed off the granaries! Every single one is heavily

guarded!”

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