The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven) novel Chapter 519

Almost the moment Rin finished speaking, George flicked his sleeve lightly

In the next second, a violent gust of wind blasted Rin backward, starring him hard to the wall being h

The impact was so strong that it blasted a hole right through the courtyard wat, and Rirls body was fundou through the

дар.

He landed like a discarded rag doll, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could even register the pain, George’s cold voice sounded. “This is my residence I don’t the unimet quens t you dare intrude again, I won’t be so lenient”

As he finished speaking, George’s phone suddenly vibrated. Glancing at the message, his figure vanished in as rent

Rin stared dumbfounded at the spot where George had just stood. After a long pause, he finally managed to say to he feet, clutching his injuries that felt as if every bone in his body had snapped.

Gritting his teeth, he spat bitterly, “Your residence? You think you’re Mr. Brown? You’re just a servant under Pens command. How dare you pretend to be him!”

He added, “Once Mr. Brown kills Raven, I’ll report that one of her lackeys is still hiding in the courtyard. Then you ters ca keep each other company on your way to the afterlife”

With that, Rin limped back into the courtyard through the hole he himself had made.

He didn’t leave right away. He knew Tranquil Manor was vast and had many rooms, and he was determined to find Georgs actual residence.

After a long and frustrating search, he suddenly froze. It was Raven,

The moment he spotted her, he quickly dropped down behind a clump of 20–inch–tall shrubbery

Through the gaps in the leaves, Rin clearly saw a guard leading Raven down a path opposite the direction he bed just come from. He quietly followed,

Soon, the guard brought Raven in front of a rather plain–looking building.

“Miss Valor, Mr. Brown is waiting for you inside.” The guard spoke softly, as if afraid of disturbing whoever was inside. Afer that, he turned and quickly left without lingering even a moment.

Raven looked at the small house in front of her. It appeared completely ordinary, no different from the other buildings she had passed. It was hardly the kind of place one would expect the master of the manor to live.

But perhaps George was deliberately keeping a low profile, concealing his real residence to avoid unwanted attention Without overthinking it, she stepped forward and knocked gently on the door.

“Who is it?” A cool, celestial–sounding male voice echoed from within.

The moment she heard it, Raven felt a strange sense of familiarity.

But her mind was preoccupied with Cassian’s whereabouts, and Benedict’s life hanging in the balance. So, she didn’t dwel

on it.

She replied calmly, “Mr. Brown, I’m Raven, the one rumored to be your long–lost disciple. I came today for two reasons.” She continued, “First, to seek your help with something urgent. Second, to ask why you instructed Robert to pressure the Vyrdenia Military and force them to expel me.”

In truth, Raven not only hoped George could help her find Cassian and save Benedict, but she also wanted to understand why Robert had been targeting her.

By all logic, she had never even met George before. There shouldn’t be any enmity between them.

She hoped to clear up any misunderstanding, if one even existed.

Rin thought, ‘Who do you think you are? Just a ‘

Yet under his stunned gaze, Raven calmly opened the door and walked inside.

The moment she stepped in, a familiar scent reached her.

It was aromatic incense.

The fragrance was slightly different from the kind she normally used, but one of the key ingredients why the one haige

most.

That familiar scent instantly made Raven realize that George might very well be from the same world he

As she walked further into the room, what came into view was a folding screen. Behind it, someone was seated Best couldn’t see his face clearly.

The moment she shut the door behind her, George stepped out from behind the screen

Seeing him, Raven froze for a second in shock. Then, almost instinctively, she asked, “Why are you here?

At that moment, George was doing his best to suppress the emotions surging within him. He didn’t want to scares He wanted to let her accept him gradually.

He thought, ‘I must take things slow, can’t rush it. No, definitely can’t rush it!

With that in mind, George looked at her and spoke calmly. “I am George Brown, the one you came to see And you are my long–lost disciple.”

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