The Valkyrie Returns and Slays (Raven) novel Chapter 377

hapter 377 Raven’s Other Brother.

Even knowing the truth, the crowd still struggled to accept it.

They couldn’t believe that Lionel, a man they had always respected, would stoop so low as to steal military merits.

What shocked them even more was that Miles, the man they’d always looked down on, had suddenly become Vyrdenia’s first hero to slay over a thousand enemies.

The sheer magnitude of this reversal left them utterly stunned, unable to process it all at once.

Before the soldiers could fully process what had just happened, Raven turned to Alex and issued a cold, commanding order.

“Take Lionel to the dungeons to await sentencing!”

“Yes, madam!” Alex responded with a respectful nod.

But just as the order was given, Lionel suddenly raised his head, his voice sharp and frantic. “It’s fake!

“Alex, she’s Miles’s granddaughter! For his sake, she can abuse her position to do anything she wants. All of this is nothing but lies to frame me!”

Alex, however, merely let out a cold laugh.

“You think I’d fall for that?” he said.

Without hesitation, Alex seized Lionel by the collar and hauled him off the platform.

Lionel struggled desperately as he was being dragged away.

But as a mere Mid–Class Warrior, he was no match for Alex.

Realizing his resistance was futile, he shouted in panic, “Let me go! I demand to meet General Drakon! You’re persecuting a war hero!”

Some soldiers, who had been hesitant moments ago, looked at Lionel’s pitiful display and shook their heads in disappointment.

Gradually, more and more soldiers began to show expressions of regret and bitter smiles.

They thought, ‘We really messed up. We never thought military merits could be faked. Earlier, General Valor said that if Miles were powerless, then we’d all be worthless. Thinking about it now, she wasn’t wrong.’

Beside Raven, Miles, who had been in a daze, stared blankly at Lionel being dragged further and further away. The murmurs of the soldiers reached his ears, and he stiffly turned to look at Raven.

And then, tears quietly streamed down his face.

‘With Raven as my granddaughter, I would die without regrets,’ he thought.

Suddenly, an urgent ringtone blared from Hiemaly’s pocket.

Without a second thought, he ignored the countless stares directed at him and quickly stepped down from the platform. Only after ensuring no one could overhear the conversation did she press the answer button.

“Hiemaly, any luck finding our sister?”

The moment the call connected, a smooth and pleasant voice of a young man came through.

Hiemaly replied expressionlessly, “Hello.”

“Found her yet?” the other party asked again.

“No.” Hiemaly’s tone was flat and unwavering, showing no trace of guilt.