All Chapters of Revenge Of The Reborn Northern Duke: Chapter 71
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71. (Revised) Hearing the question about their father, the proud smile on Serena's face instantly vanished without a trace. The shoulders of the young girl who had been standing so upright before tens of thousands of enemy troops suddenly slumped down. Her hand, which held the steel helmet at her waist, gripped it tightly until her knuckles turned white. Seeing the drastic change in his younger sister's expression, Theodore's heart immediately pounded hard. A bad premonition instantly seized his chest. "What's wrong?" Theodore's voice lowered, filled with a cold pressure that demanded an answer. "What happened to Father in the North? Tell me right now, Serena!" Serena bit her lower lip, hesitated for a moment before finally letting out a heavy sigh that sounded so bitter. "Father's condition... has been very bad lately, Theo," Serena revealed in a soft voice laden with heavy burden. "We deliberately hid this news from you and from the capital's spies so as not to trigger panic at
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“Mother’s medical knowledge can indeed staunch Father’s wounds for the time being, but to heal the root cause of the damage that has been festering for over a decade, Mother needs the Ice Spirit Grass and the sacred pills possessed only by the hermit clan from which she hails!” “And?” Theodore’s eyes narrowed menacingly. “Did your clan refuse to give them to you?” Serena let out a long sigh, then replied gloomily, “They refused.” Hearing Serena’s account, Theodore fell silent, frozen in place, and could only let out a long sigh; her hermit clan was indeed an ancient and extremely secretive one, so it was certainly not easy to obtain medical assistance just like that. Theodore stood frozen in place, yet his dark eyes now glowed a deep red, like the abyss of death. An overwhelming sadness suddenly struck Theodore’s chest, making it feel as though he could hardly breathe. ‘So all this time… Father has been hiding such a severe injury all on his own?’ Theodore thought bitterly. Memo
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For the past three years, their relationship had become severely estranged simply because of Theodore's blind obsession with Lily Spencer. Every time Serena came to the capital to persuade him to return home, Theodore would always snap at her coldly and choose to stay for that bitch. Serena had even thought they had lost the older brother they used to be so proud of forever. But today, Theodore himself had chosen to return home! "Of course," Theodore nodded, carving a faint smile at the corners of his lips. "The Northern Territory is my home. I have been away from Father, Mother, and all of you for far too long." Hearing that answer, Serena's initially tense expression instantly brightened. A wide, deeply sincere smile bloomed on her beautiful face, which was still smeared with soot. Her heart was filled with immense joy; after years of being torn apart by misunderstandings, their family would finally be whole again! "Excellent! In that case, I will immediately order the of
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Angela’s footsteps came to a dead halt behind a stack of supply crates. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end! Angela held her breath, instinctively pressing her body deeper into the dark shadows while tightly concealing her own energy flow. ‘What on earth is this?!’ she thought, suddenly struck with tension. Her sapphire eyes widened in disbelief beneath the hood of her cloak. As a talented martial artist with above-average spiritual sensitivity, her senses had suddenly picked up several terrifying waves of aura moving through the pitch-black camp! One… two… three… no, there were more than half a dozen powerful auras enveloping the area around the command tent in the distance! And what made Angela’s heart nearly leap out of her chest was the sheer power level of those auras. All of them were at least at Rank-6 or higher! Even through the oppressive cold of the night air, she could feel two or three waves of pressure so dense and immeasurable—exactly like the suffocat
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Inside the main command tent, a warm atmosphere enveloped the conversation between the siblings.Upon hearing Theodore’s decision to return immediately to the Northern Fortress and shoulder his family responsibilities, the heavy burden that had been weighing on Serena’s shoulders seemed to be lifted entirely. The girl in black steel armour smiled broadly, her silver eyes sparkling with joy.“At last, our family will be reunited!” exclaimed Serena enthusiastically. “Mum and Dad will be so relieved to see you home, Theo. I’ll go out straight away and order the officers to prepare for our departure tonight!”Serena turned and was just about to step towards the tent’s entrance curtain.But suddenly…The faint smile on Theodore’s face vanished instantly.His gaze wavered slightly, then narrowed sharply towards the ceiling and the canvas walls of the command tent!“Serena, step back!”Without the slightest hesitation, Theodore lunged forward in one long stride, gripping Serena’s armour-clad
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Behind his iron mask, Maxime’s eyes flashed with cruelty as he stared at Theodore, a silent, cynical smile curling on his lips. A newly-broken-through Grandmaster would never stand a chance against two veteran Rank-7 experts in such a confined space—let alone when one was armed with a Masterwork-tier divine weapon! Tonight, the sole heir to the Protector of the Northern Region would die here. Wasting no time, Maxime gave a swift, silent hand signal to his subordinates. Instantly, the five Rank-6 experts surged forward in unison. Yet, they were not targeting Theodore at all. The five high-ranking experts charged straight at Serena, showering the girl with deadly sword strikes from all angles! “You're courting death!"” Serena snapped, swinging her longsword to parry the first attack. The clang of clashing metal echoed loudly through the tent. Although Serena was a formidable cavalry commander, facing a five-way assault from Rank-6 experts at such close quarters immediately pushe
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The spiritual energy coursing through Theodore’s veins boiled furiously. However, facing a combined attack from two Rank-7 Grandmasters unarmed was far too risky—especially when one of them wielded a Masterwork-grade weapon! At that critical moment in the opposite corner of the tent, Serena realized the mortal danger threatening her brother’s life. “Theo! Catch!” Serena shouted. Kicking away one of the Rank-6 assassins in front of her, Serena swiftly drew a dark-silver sheathed longsword strapped to the back of her armor. Without hesitation, she mustered all her strength and hurled the heavy weapon across the room, straight toward Theodore! This was no ordinary military sword. It was the Northern Sky-Splitter—the Cordova family’s primary heirloom. Forged from eternal ice meteoric iron, it was a legendary masterpiece whose power far surpassed the sword Theodore had once given to Lily. Serena had deliberately brought it from the Northern Fortress to return it to their family’s rig
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The remaining four assassins surged forward in unison, sealing off Serena’s avenues of escape with a deadly net of flashing steel. However, they had forgotten one crucial detail. The young woman before them was no pampered noblewoman from the capital. She was Serena Cordova—one of the Iron Wolves of the North, a warrior baptized in the blood of the border battlefields since her youth! Serena’s silver eyes flashed with icy resolve, completely devoid of fear. "Tch! You’re nothing but a pack of cowards hiding in the dark... Do you really think a few Rank-6 rats are enough to take down a Commander of the Northern Iron Cavalry?!" Serena snapped furiously. As the five blades closed in on her, Serena refused to passively defend. Instead, she stomped her foot against the earth, twisted her body with incredible agility, and unleashed a sweeping circular slash saturated with dense, battlefield killing intent! CLANG! CLANG! SLASH! She flawlessly parried three consecutive strikes. Before
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Despite being caught completely off guard by such a cowardly sneak attack, Serena’s combat instincts—honed across thousands of battlefields—reacted purely on intuition. Gritting her teeth, she spun her body as fast as humanly possible, raising her longsword across her chest. She channeled every last ounce of her spiritual energy to parry the fatal strike! CLAAAANGGG! The Rank-7 master's curved dagger smashed into Serena's blade with the crushing weight of a collapsing mountain. The massive disparity in their cultivation realms shattered Serena’s defense instantly. The longsword in her hands was violently knocked aside, and she was sent flying backward for several meters, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood. Thanks to her lightning-fast reflexes, she had successfully deflected the attack from directly piercing her heart or throat. However, in the midst of that high-speed collision, the tip of the Grandmaster's dagger still managed to slice through a gap in her left shoulder gu
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Theodore's voice sounded so low, hoarse, and violently trembling—as if it were echoing from the darkest abyss of hell. Maxime, who was currently pressing his sword against Theodore, suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end! For some inexplicable reason, the presence of the young man before him underwent a drastic transformation. Theodore was no longer glaring at him like a fighter; he was looking at him like a god of death prepared to annihilate the entire world! "You all are truly tired of living!!" BOOOOOOM! Without giving a single damn about his own defense, Theodore unleashed the absolute limit of the primordial Rank-7 spiritual energy sealed within his dantian! A surge of dense golden inner energy, crackling with arcs of black lightning, erupted wildly from Theodore's body like a raging volcano! The camp ground beneath their feet instantly pulverized, caving in two feet deep to form a massive crater that launched debris into the air! "W-What is this?!" Maxime’s e