The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

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Chapter 158

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The crowd fell silent once again. Eliza stood on the high platform, unaffected by the voices rising from below. She remained composed throughout the ritual, and when it was time for the rain prayer, she was ready

Eliza slightly tilted her head back, gazing at the sky. She parted her lips, and a clear, melodious voice emerged, carrying her words to the cars of the people below.

The crowd listened intently as she spoke to God. "We live here in Bortenland, and it's already October. Things have been really tough for everyone. My name is Serenity, and I'm speaking on behalf of the people of Plutonville. We're sincerely praying to the gods who watch over the land and the harvest.

"We're asking the heavens to show us some mercy and send the rain we so bailly need, so our crops can grow again, and all living things can find peace. We're just ordinary folks, but our hearts are full of hope. Please, if you can hear us, answer our prayers and help us through this,"

Her words were clear, heartfelt, and sincere. Immediately, the sound of drums filled the air. Men and women dressed in ceremonial robes began to dance the rain prayer dance, encircling the prayer platform.

The thunderous drumming, the mysterious dance, the holy figure of the young woman, and the devoted citizens created a scene of unparalleled harmony and

awe.

was far from

was no rain. She prayed again. "We live here in Bortenland, and it's already October. Things have been really tough for everyone. My name is Serenity, and

there was still no rain. She prayed for the third time. After the third prayer, still no rain. Again, she prayed, and again, no rain. Eliza stood at the prayer platform, persisting with each prayer,

the dancers kept moving The people below,

the sky still showed no sign of change, an unexpected voice broke the silence. "Please, if you can hear us, answer our prayer

voice was jarring, but soon, a second

answer our prayers and help us

the people, feeling helpless and lost, suddenly found a direction. Everyone, commoners, noble families, and

in unison. This moment marked the true voice

an unfamiliar feeling stirred within him. He didn't know why, but he felt that Eliza possessed a unique

presence calmed hearts, and her voice guided them. She could ignite hope in the hearts of those who had

Eliza is meant

day, and the memory of it, stayed with him for a long time, never fading. Even when he later recalled it, he would still feel thankful for the letter that had brought the Holy Lady

that decision, he would never have witnessed such a powerful moment, seeing the Holy Lady stand with the people, praying together

when, while lost in thought, a cool breeze

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