The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 174

Chapter 174

Chapter 174

"Assassins?" The king frowned, clearly confused. "Why would someone send assassins to Saint Grace Nunnery to kill you? Who sent them?”

Eliza lowered her eyes. "I cannot say."

"Oh?" The king raised an eyebrow slightly. 'So Eliza does know who it is. In the entire Hasen City, just how many people are there that even a Holy Lady would be too afraid to offend? he thought to himself.

He could not help but chuckle at that. Just a while ago, during a rain ritual led by Eliza, she had somehow called down a massive downpour that drenched Plutonville, a place that had not seen rain in three whole months.

Whether it was coincidence or something more, the rain had fallen, and that was all that mattered.

Now, Eliza was revered by the people of Plutonville as their true Holy Lady. Her name had spread far and wide. Even the king, who had bestowed the title upon her, found his own popularity soaring among the citizens.

The once-young and inexperienced king now w sat more firmly upon his throne than ever before. No one could shake him. His authority within the kingdom had grown immensely.

appointment were now keeping their heads down, too afraid to stir up

had not only saved the people of Plutonville, but she had also helped the king solidify his rule. Needless

the beginning, the king had only named her the first Holy Lady of Bortenland to repay Caroline's kindness. He never imagined that a casual decision would bring him

he possibly ignore it? Of course, he would see justice done

less figured out who she was referring to, the King said, "Very well. How would you like me to handle this?

take her side after what happened in Plutonville, but there was no need to make a big scene, at least

willing to lend me a

are you planning?" the king

and again, so brazen and arrogant, only because they have numbers on their side. But if that support suddenly vanished,

the king. Every king wanted to see his overbearing ministers humbled, especially the powerful

of these old foxes were far too cautious. They rarely slipped up, giving the king no

then, Holy Lady. You've prayed for the people, and now you've nearly been assassinated for it. By every measure, I should assign you the finest protection the palace can

he trusted

fell, fully expecting the assassins to appear. What she did

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