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The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Chapter 494
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George ignored Scarface's command, his gaze fixed intently on Raven ahead.

That face, that posture, that aura-it was all so achingly familiar.

He was completely sure that the young girl before him was the very disciple he'd spent years searching for.

At that moment, George felt the icy barriers around his heart begin to melt away.

George, a man typically stoic and unmoved by emotions, now found himself wavering.

Fearful it was only a mirage brought on by his desperation, he dared not move.

At the stime, Raven turned her gaze toward George.

"You..." she said.

The moment her eyes landed on him, an inexplicable feeling surged within Raven.

. Although she'd never met him before, she felt strangely familiar with him-warm, even, as if they'd known each

other in a

past life.

But just as Raven tried to piece together where this feeling might have cfrom, a sharp, stabbing pain

suddenly shot through her temple, breaking her train of thought.

"What are you standing around for? Get moving! Boss sent you here to help us catch her! If you keep waiting,

she's going to slip away!" Scarface, growing impatient with George's lack of action, barked at him in frustration.

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George didn't even spare him a glance, completely ignoring his words.

Had he not arrived at the warehouse just in tto see Scarface fleeing for his life, he might have mistaken him

for one of Raven's men and left him to his fate.

But now, his entire focus was on Raven.

With everyone watching, George walked directly toward her without breaking eye contact.

When he was just a few steps away, he noticed the way she looked at him-like a stranger-and suddenly stopped

in his

tracks.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he finally spoke, his voice carrying a trace of unease. “Was that sachet in the

hotel yours?" Despite his near certainty that Raven was his long-lost disciple, years of heartbreaking searches

made George fear this might be another cruel illusion. What if their resemblance was deceiving? The potential

for further disappointment weighed heavily upon him.

Though certain of the answer, he clung to a sliver of hope, asking for reassurance anyway.

If

Raven had been bracing herself for an attack, so George's unexpected question caught her off guard. "Wait," she

said, "you went to the hotel?"

She was absolutely certain that even if Hugmuinn and Thorian joined forces, they wouldn't stand a chance

against George. If this man was truly sent by Ashley, Hugmuinn and the others were probably already in serious

danger.

And yet, for sreason, she didn't sense any hostility from him.

When George heard Raven confirm the sachet was at the hotel, a wave of relief washed over him, easing the

tension that had gripped him.

All his doubts vanished. The person standing before him wasn't just someone who looked like her-it was actually

his disciple, the one he'd been searching for all these years.

He was swept away by a feeling of deep satisfaction, like finally finding a treasure after a long and arduous

search.

At that moment, Raven turned to the scarred man George had rescued. "Did Ashley send you to abduct me?" she

inquired. "I'm not here to abduct you," George began, but Scarface cut him off, his face hardening. "What are

you talking about? You think you're not here to capture her? Are you disobeying the boss's orders?"

Scarface, impatient and irritable, snapped, "Just get moving! It doesn't matter how skilled you are. Here, you

follow my orders!" He assumed George was boasting about his connection to Ashley to try and pull rank.

Suddenly, Scarface let out a muffled groan, clutching his chest b Successfully unlocked!

The others turned, stunned to see a bloody ho tus cheat, gushing thick blood.

George moved too quickly to be seen, but the impact of his attack left Scarface clutching his chest and falling to

his knees. "You... you..." Scarface stammered, his eyes wide with disbelief. He struggled to speak, but before he

could finish a sentence, his breath stopped.

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He never imagined he'd die like this-killed by someone his boss had brought in to help.

Raven's surprise was evident. 'Hold on... He's not allied with Ashley? Why would he have intercepted my attack,

then?

'And those moves... why do they feel so familiar? Could it be...?' Raven's thoughts raced as she tried to make

sense of the

situation.

"Raven, watch out!" Randolph couldn't hold back a warning as he saw George going berserk, even killing his own

men

without hesitation.

But to his surprise, Raven just stood there, calmly observing George. She showed no signs of defending herself,

let alone making a move.

Seeing her inaction, Randolph, despite the searing pain from his wounds, stepped forward to shield her without a

second thought.

Randolph stated, "You're not laying a finger on Raven! If you want her, you'll have to go throughfirst!"

George swiftly gestured with his left hand, aiming it directly at Randolph. Randolph's breath hitched sharply.

He assumed George was making his move.

Just as Randolph braced himself for the end, squeezing his eyes shut, he suddenly felt himself falling through

space until he crashed to the ground. Lying there, he was completely dumbfounded.

That cold-blooded monster didn't kill him. He just shoved him aside, leaving Randolph stunned.

Disbelief filled the eyes of those surrounding George and Raven as they exchanged stunned glances.

Did they only imagine it, or was there something strange about the way the two interacted?

George had already passed Randolph and was standing directly in front of Raven.

His icy voice softened, revealing a hint of vulnerability as he looked upon the little

disciple he had been searching for all these years, like a lost puppy finding its

owner.

"You... don't remember me?" George asked.

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