All Chapters of Revenge Of The Reborn Northern Duke: Chapter 1
- Chapter 10
127 chapters
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The wedding was nearly over, and the hall fell quiet. All eyes turned toward the stunning couple.For an entire month, it had been all anyone could talk about: Theodore, the kingdom’s most notorious simp, was finally going to marry his dream girl, Princess Lily!"I still can't believe Lily actually strung him along for a whole year and turned down dozens of his confessions.” Someone sighed softly, “Theodore is the sole heir to the Guardian of the North—isn't she afraid of overplaying her hand?""Overplaying her hand? Please! You have no idea—the more she rejects him, the harder Theodore simps for her. Last time, just to hold her hand once, he even gave her a Masterwork weapon worth millions!""Good heavens, isn't that a divine weapon even Rank-7 masters would fight tooth and nail for? Lily is just the King's illegitimate daughter—how dare she turn down something so precious?""Who said she turned it down?! She only rejected his confession, not his gifts! Where else do you think all th
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“Young Master, come now, don’t stand there like such a fool. Everyone here has seen for themselves just how embarrassing you are.” A hoarse voice came from Hans, the Cordova family’s head butler. His demeanour was so haughty; his arrogant and patronising tone made it seem as though he were the young master himself. Behind him, dozens of high-society guests were once again whispering amongst themselves, laughing at the family heir who was notorious for his pitiful ‘stupidity’. “Tsk. Just look at yourself, Young Master. Your fiancée has just humiliated you in front of hundreds of guests, and you’re just standing there like a statue. If I were you, I’d have left ages ago and wouldn’t be showing my face here again!” Theodore turned slowly, gazing coldly at the figure beside him. In his previous life, it was this servant who, every night, brought drinks to Theodore’s room—drinks that Lily had secretly laced with a slow-acting poison for a whole year. Hans had betrayed him fo
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Theodore’s guards filed out, shutting the doors of the Corvoda family’s capital mansion one by one. Upon hearing the thunderous boom of the heavy doors slamming shut, the guests who had just emerged were overcome with a lingering sense of having narrowly escaped a disaster.They all knew that a massive upheaval was coming to this mansion, and indeed, to the entire capital.Inside the mansion, Theodore strode forward with his back straight. His footsteps echoed heavily, shattering the silence of the magnificent east wing corridor. He was flanked by Kael, the giant captain of the Northern Region’s Iron Blood Guard. Right at the end of the corridor, blocking the gold-inlaid mahogany door leading to Theodore’s private chambers, a woman in a maid’s uniform stood haughtily. She was Martha, Lily’s personal maid, who for the past three years had always looked down on Theodore. Upon seeing the room’s owner approach, rather than bowing respectfully, Martha instead planted her hands on her h
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“Y-Y-Young Master?!” Kael, who was accustomed to beheading enemies on the battlefield, was momentarily stunned for a fraction of a second. It was not because he hesitated, but because the brutality of that order transcended the bounds of any political reason. Castrating the Prime Minister’s only son was tantamount to declaring open war on the most powerful bureaucratic faction in the palace.However, upon seeing Theodore’s pair of black eyes—as dark as a bottomless abyss—Kael knew this was no mere bluff. His young master had shed the last remnants of his naivety and been reborn as a conquering demon.“Carry it out.” Theodore’s voice was no more than an icy whisper, yet its authoritarian resonance compelled Kael’s body to move instinctively.“As you command!” roared Kael.Gerald’s eyes widened so much they nearly popped out of their sockets. The pain in his ribs suddenly vanished, replaced by absolute terror that froze the blood in his veins. His once handsome face was now as pale as
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Theodore’s mouth parted slightly in disbelief. He hadn't expected this woman would still dare to demand things from him now.Lily deliberately bit her lower lip gently, allowing a single tear to roll down her smooth cheek. She deliberately let her bare shoulders tremble slightly, displaying a fragile, feeble and heart-rending resignation.“Theodore… if this can appease your anger,” Lily whispered through her sobs, adopting the expression of a helpless woman that had always succeeded in melting the heart of the Cordova clan’s heir in the past. “Then touch me as you please. Make me yours tonight… as long as you let Gerald live!”Theodore grinned cynically, stepped forward with an intimidating stride, then said coldly.“My princess, have you forgotten? We are husband and wife; you already belong to me. So I have no need for bargaining chips or any conditions whatsoever to touch you.”Lily was utterly shocked by Theodore’s words, but before she could react in any way, Theodore pulled h
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Lily’s slender body was revealed in all its perfect roundness; her full breasts swayed gently, her slender waist was narrow, and her smooth thighs were spread wide apart. Theodore grinned cruelly, his eyes now glinting red with wild lust. He seized both of Lily’s wrists and bound them with the bridal silk sash he had just removed, securing them to the bedpost. “Look at me, Princess,” he commanded, lowering his face until his hot breath brushed against Lily’s trembling lips. “You were the one begging me just now, weren’t you?” Lily shook her head violently, tears streaming down her face, but as Theodore moved his hand lower, touching her inner thigh, she tensed. At first she felt a stabbing pain as Theodore’s fingers played there, but in an instant it turned into a wave of heat burning from within. Her body reacted unconsciously; her hips rose in response to Theodore’s rough touch. “Ahhhh…” Lily moaned weakly, her voice already turning into an uncontrollable groan. Theodore smile
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Outside the room, Gerald lay sprawled on the cold marble floor, battered and covered in blood. The sound of slaps and Lily’s screams from inside pierced his ears, burning his chest with explosive rage. Gasping for breath, his saliva mixed with blood, Gerald looked up at Kael with eyes blazing with vengeance. “You bastard! Why didn’t you just kill me straight away instead of making me go through all this?!” Gerald roared with what little strength he had left. “Kill me now, you bastard!” Kael folded his arms across his chest, staring at the minister’s son with a cold, merciless sneer. “Killing you so quickly? That’s no fun at all,” Kael snorted derisively. “Even if we were to subject you to far more brutal treatment right now, your frail body would simply lose consciousness from blood loss. And fainting would mean giving you far too easy an escape from this hell. My master has a plan far more fitting for a loser like you.” At that very moment, Lily’s screams mixed with moans could b
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“Let Lily go! I’ll kill you, you bastard! Die, you—!” CRASH! Before Gerald could reach the doorway, the sole of Kael’s iron-shod boot landed squarely in the centre of his chest. “Ughhk!” Gerald spat out fresh blood as his ribs were pressed so hard they cracked painfully against the marble floor. SCREEECH. The gold-inlaid bedroom door slowly swung wide open. Gerald’s eyes widened as he watched Lily, the woman he loved, gasping for breath beneath the force of Theodore’s thrusts; seeing the two of them making love so wildly and passionately, Gerald shouted in anger. “Theodore, you bastard! I’ll get my revenge! Don’t think I’ll let you get away with this!” Theodore stopped moving and turned to face Gerald with a sneer. “You and Lily have conspired to deceive and humiliate me – how dare you threaten me like this?” Theodore stared at him impassively, as though looking at a pile of rotting carcass. In his mind, the memory of his tragic death in his previous life flashed clearly—when
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If she were to kill him in public within the Cordova residence, there would be no place under the heavens for her to hide. His father, the cold-blooded old King, would surely have his head chopped off without hesitation to appease the wrath of a hundred thousand Northern soldiers ready to raze the palace to the ground. Theodore caught a glimpse of the woman’s hesitation out of the corner of his eye, then snorted derisively with utter contempt. It was precisely this cowardice that he had anticipated from the very beginning. Lily was nothing but an arrogant parasite who loved to hide behind her false status. What’s more, Theodore knew exactly what his physical condition was at present: ever since drinking the antidote and undergoing his second resurrection, his strength and muscle reflexes had surged far beyond those of an ordinary human. Even if Lily had actually been reckless enough to thrust those scissors just now, Theodore possessed more than enough strength to snap the princess
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A mocking smile that crushed her self-respect was etched on Theodore’s handsome face. He leaned forward, gazing straight into Lily’s pupils, which had shrunk in terror. “My family commands a fighting force of one hundred thousand men on the northern border. The entire stability of this kingdom depends on the swords of the Cordova clan.” Theodore sneered with utter contempt. “Now, try to guess for yourself… will His Majesty the King believe my words, or will he even care about your death?” Those words struck Lily’s common sense like a steel sledgehammer, shattering every last shred of her pride. A bone-chilling cold crept from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. Lily’s tongue went numb instantly. In her shattered mind, Lily knew full well that every word Theodore had uttered was an undeniable truth. Her father, the aged King who reigned over that magnificent palace, was a cold-blooded, cunning and utterly pragmatic ruler. To him, royal blood meant absolutely nothing in t