The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven)

Returns Novel 500

Chapter 500 It Was Thorian

Thorian clenched his fists, just about to explode, when he saw Raven walking out of the kitchen with a tray of tea.

As Raven stepped into the living room, her gaze froze when she saw Thorian's injuries, and then instinctively shifted toward George.

"What happened to you?" Raven asked.

"He attacked me!" Thorian shot George a glare and complained to Raven, "All I did as question why he was getting close to you, Lady Valor, and warned him not to pull any shady tricks behind your back. He flew into a rage, attacked me, and even threatened to break my legs."

Upon hearing that, Raven turned to look at George as if waiting for him to explain. George didn't bother defending himself. In his mind, he'd already blacklisted Thorian.

Raven lightly pressed her lips and said, "The tea is ready. Come and have some." • Thorian was her subordinate. By rights, she should have stood up for him, but for some reason, just seeing George was

enough to snuff out her anger completely.

Somehow, she felt that George had his reasons for everything he did.

George was an incredibly proud man. If Thorian had truly provoked him with his words, then his harsh response wasn't unjustified.

Suddenly, Raven became aware of where her thoughts were going and was startled by herself.

had been by

in white. And still, she

a complicated look, then said, "Thorian is

he did something wrong, it's not your place to discipline him. Don't

she cast Thorian a deep

anyone watching could tell that she hadn't shown the slightest

in the direction Raven had gone, a faint, almost imperceptible smile flickering in his eyes as he thought,

moment, Thorian, driven mad with rage, growled, "Don't

an indifferent look, and Thorian's legs suddenly gave

dropped to his

had happened and struggled desperately to get back up, but no matter

"What did

you know-dirty, underhanded

He could only seethe with helpless frustration under George's control.

walked over to the sofa, taking

then picked up the cup of tea Raven had brewed, moving

small sip. "That familiar water temperature... That familiar technique... It's been too long since

tea of his apprentice, the

with fury Yet no matter what he did, he