Of the Clara Westwood stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Her Rebirth of Retribution. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 401 Signed Peace Agreement. Let's read the author's Her Rebirth of Retribution Clara Westwood story right here.
Calista sat up. “What happened?”
Kallum sounded like he was outside, the whistling wind inexplicably causing anxiety.
“The government of Lostaria had officially signed a peace agreement yesterday. However, the instigator of this war, Kiefer, had seen the unfavorable turn of events and fled early on. Despite the joint manhunt issued by thirteen countries, he remained elusive.” Kallum's tone grew serious. “However, just now, one of my informants reported that they spotted Kiefer. Although we're not certain if it's true, I'm worried about you. Stay at home, and don't go anywhere. Quintus is already on his way to you. He'll be there in ten minutes!”
Calista was taken aback. “You sent Quintus?”
Quintus was a meticulous man, highly trusted and relied upon. When he arrived, he would surely bring with him a considerable number of Parker Guards.
“How could you still be sending people my way at a time like this? If it really is Kiefer, you're definitely his target! What you're doing is far too dangerous!” rebutted Calista.
“I'm perfectly safe, so there was no need to worry about me. Everything is settled with Benedict as well. All you need to do is follow my instructions. Please, don't go out and cause me to worry, all right?” asked Kallum.
Calista had a lot to say, but in the end, she only uttered, “Regardless, you should be careful yourself.”
Kallum grinned surprisingly, even in such a tense moment. “I'm happy!”
“Hmm?”
“That you're worried about me—”
But before he could finish his sentence, a flurry of gunshots rang out from his end! The sound made Calista's scalp tingle with unease!
“Kallum? Kallum!” She called out a few times, but after a burst of noise, a busy tone suddenly came from Kallum's phone. When Calista tried to call back, she couldn't get through!
Kallum's speculation was spot on! That bunch of outlaws had indeed come looking for him!
However, when Kallum needed people the most, he had almost half of them assigned to protect Calista instead. Of course, Calista was infuriated, especially when Kiefer might not even know of her existence. Kallum's decision was truly unwise in her eyes.
Calista wanted to go to him, but she knew very well that a real fight had already broken out there. She realized that her presence would only cause more trouble for Kallum, and wouldn't be of any help.
Since Kallum had even arranged her father's affairs, it was clear that he had made thorough preparations and should be fine. If she rushed over recklessly, she might just disrupt his plans, so she mustn't panic!
Calista stood up, then sat back down. Just then, her cell phone rang again.
Calista shook her head, smiling bitterly. Should I save him or not?
Calista was somewhat hesitant, and it was no wonder she appeared cold-hearted. The opponent was a ruthless character, and they came prepared. If she attempted a rescue, success was far from guaranteed. More likely, she might end up endangering herself as well.
At that moment, Calista's phone buzzed again. A video had been sent to her. She had a sinking feeling about it, but in the end, she reached out and opened it.
“Yell, make it more agonizing!” A foreign, bearded man yanked Ambrose's hair, clutching the thorny twig on the latter's chest.
Ambrose's clothes had already been torn away, revealing his slender and frail figure. In the darkness, the pale complexion of his body was marred by a series of vivid red whip marks, which stood out starkly!
That horrific scene made Calista's pupils contract. Ambrose's eyes flickered across the screen, a mix of panic and resilience. He gritted his teeth and said, “Just kill me!”
The man laughed as his rough hand gave Ambrose a squeeze. His voice was deep and somber as he spoke. “You have such a beautiful body. I haven't had my fill of you. How could I bear to let you die?”
Upon seeing Ambrose about to bite his tongue, the man hastily stuffed something into the former's mouth. Underneath his disheveled, damp hair, Ambrose's clear eyes were filled with utter despair. He began to struggle desperately!
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