The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 452

452.Chapter 452

452.Chapter 452

Benedict never imagined that their father might have been involved in the Padilla family’s tragic assassination and downfall.

His breath quickened, and a suffocating pressure overwhelmed him.

“Benedict! Are you okay? Calm down, take it slow, breathe!” Dylan immediately noticed something was off and quickly helped him sit down.

Dylan immediately noticed something was off and quickly helped him sit down.

Once Benedict regained his composure, he suddenly grabbed Dylan’s hand tightly. “Leave. You need to leave right now!

“Dylan, listen to me. Don’t come back unless I call for you. Do you hear me?”

Benedict’s grip tightened as he continued, “And Eliza, both of you need to stay far away from the Duke’s estate. Neither of you can ever come back!”

“But Benedict, what about the ledger?” Dylan hesitated, his voice uncertain.

Dylan hesitated, his voice uncertain.

Benedict shook his head. “After you snuck into Father’s study last time, he’s been on high alert. The study is now heavily guarded. You won’t be able to get near it again.”

“Then what do we do? Are we just going to leave those things untouched?”

Even though the Padilla family was gone, since Eliza planned to reclaim her heritage, she would be a member of the Padilla family from now on. Those belongings should be returned to her, or rather, to the Padilla family.

“I’ll handle the ledger myself. Trust me, I’ll find a way.” Benedict patted Dylan’s shoulder, his face filled with worry. “But as for you, you can’t stay in Hasen City any longer.”

“It’s fine. I’ll head back to Mount Westin later.” Dylan thought Benedict was referring to his immediate plans.

Dylan thought Benedict was referring to his immediate plans.

But Benedict shook his head again. “I don’t mean going back to Mount Westin. I mean you need to leave Hasen City entirely, leave Mount Westin too. Go somewhere Father can’t find you.”

Dylan froze. “What do you mean, Benedict?”

Benedict sighed, his expression heavy. “I’m afraid Father already suspects you. If he was truly involved in the Padilla family massacre, and if that ledger really contains the truth and evidence, he might go to unimaginable lengths to protect the Duke’s estate.”

Gripping Dylan’s shoulders tightly, Benedict continued, “You’ve seen how ruthless he was with Eliza. Do you think he’d just sit back if he suspected you?”

A chill ran down Dylan’s spine.

For a moment, he felt like he no longer recognized the man he called Father.

He thought, ‘Is he really our father?

‘The way he treated Eliza, the way he treated me…

‘Cold, calculating, manipulative, heartless… When did he become like this? Or has he always been this way?‘

“Benedict, what should I do?” Dylan asked, his voice tinged with urgency. “And what about Eliza? If she insists on reclaiming our mother’s last name, Father will definitely target her. How can I protect her? How can I help her?”

Benedict looked at Dylan, who was both frightened and deeply concerned for their sister. A faint sense of relief flickered in his heart as he saw Dylan’s worry for Eliza.

He said, “Dylan, Eliza has grown up. She has people around her now who can protect her. And I’ll be here in the estate. No matter what Father tries, I’ll keep an eye on him for her. So you don’t need to worry about Eliza.

“What concerns me most right now is you. Once you leave the Duke’s estate, you’ll be on your own. No matter how skilled you are, you can’t fight everyone alone. So listen to me, leave Hasen City and join the military.”

Dylan’s eyes widened. “You want me to enlist?”

“Exactly.” Benedict leaned in close and whispered something into Dylan’s ear. Whatever he said made the hesitation in Dylan’s eyes vanish, replaced by a newfound receive.

He said, “I understand, Benedict. I’ll do it.”

Successfully unlocked!

“Good. Go now.” Benedict nodded. “I’ll have Manson escort you out of the city. You must leave today, no delays.”

With Manson by his side, Gabriel would hesitate to act, at least not immediately.

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Looking at Benedict, who had meticulously planned everything for him, Dylan’s eyes reddened. “Benedict, wait for me to

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come back!”

“Okay.”

“Take care of Eliza.”

“Alright.”

“Take care of yourself too.”

“Alright.”

To every plea, Benedict responded softly.

As Dylan walked away, he couldn’t help but glance back every few steps. Halfway down the path, he suddenly stopped, as if remembering something. Turning around, he opened his mouth to speak, but Benedict cut him off with a resigned smile.” Yes, I know. You don’t have to worry.”

Dylan broke into a grin and called out one last time, “Oh, and don’t forget my money! Thirty–five strings, a hundred coins each, three thousand five hundred total! Not a coin less, Benedict!”

Watching his retreating figure, Benedict let out a long sigh.

After leaving the Duke’s estate, Dylan was swiftly escorted out of Hasen City by Manson, riding a horse that Benedict had specially prepared for him.

The horse carried a bundle strapped to its back.

Inside were clothes, silver coins, dried rations, and water.

Benedict had thoughtfully prepared everything he might need.

With these provisions, Dylan mounted the horse and galloped all the way to the base of Mount Westin.

Returning to his small thatched cottage, he packed a few more belongings before heading to the gates of the Saint Grace Nunnery. Standing outside, he knocked firmly on the wooden door.

“Who’s there?” Sophie asked.

Hearing the sound, a few nuns came out to check.