The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 551

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The doctor said, “Five young men have severed limbs, ruptured diaphragms, and severe injuries. They were tortured mercilessly. Additionally, two bodies were found on the bed, both tortured to death. Judging by the signs, the culprits seem to be led by County Magistrate Felix and his men.”

These beasts are worse than animals.

After the doctor’s words, the atmosphere in the room became incredibly heavy.

Nolan and even the Black Flag soldiers behind him looked extremely grim.

They had come for disaster relief, but before they could even start, they were confronted with this horrifying massacre, right in the heart of the county magistrate’s office.

Nolan clenched the hilt of his sword and, with a voice as dark as the abyss, gave his orders, “Cut off Felix and his men’s limbs, remove their organs, turn them into human jerky, and throw them into the dungeon. Only keep them alive. After the disaster is over, they will be sent back to Hasen City.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

At Nolan’s command, the Black Flag Army’s voices rose in unison as they turned and left to carry out the brutal orders.

Inside the room, Eliza was tending to the wounds of the young girls.

While the female doctor went outside to report to Nolan, Eliza gave each of the girls a special healing medicine she had brought with her.

The herbs in the medicine were grown in her pocket farm, infused with spiritual energy. After taking them, at least they would be safe from immediate danger, and their wounds would heal quickly.

However, while their physical wounds could heal, the emotional scars they carried would be much harder to treat.

Eliza looked at the girls‘ empty eyes, seeing the despair and pain in them. She opened her mouth, but she didn’t know what to say…

Since Eliza and the others entered the office, the girls hadn’t spoken a word. No matter what was done for them, they seemed resigned to their fate, as if they had already accepted their horrible destiny.

Eliza bit her lip, leaving a small spider next to each girl. The spiders wouldn’t scare them, but they could keep an eye on their condition

After finishing everything, she stepped out of the room.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, as if the sky had tipped over a bag of cotton, the snowflakes endlessly cascading down. The people standing outside were soon covered in snow.

Despite this, Eliza immediately spotted Nolan, standing not far away.

After handling Jefferson and his men, Nolan had begun organizing the Black Flag Army to plan the disaster relief for Saint Snow City.

They would stay the night in Saint Snow City. After days of travel with little rest, the army needed to recuperate. The real battle would begin tomorrow when they reached Centrina City.

Saint Snow City was the second–largest city after Centrina, and its citizens were also in need of help.

It was already evening, and it would only get colder after nightfall. If they didn’t want to see more people freezing to death, they had to distribute food and warmth before nightfall.

Soon, Nolan’s Black Flag Army began splitting up, notifying the citizens of Saint Snow City.

“The county office has opened the granaries for disaster relief. All citizens can immediately go to the county office to queue for food and warming supplies such as clothing, charcoal, and firewood.”

The Black Flag Army’s announcement spread quickly through the streets.

Meanwhile, in the east street, the wind howled, carrying with it the fierce snow, roaring like a thousand arrows shooti through the alleys. Snow piled up on rooftops, the beams creaking under the weight as if they could collapse at any

moment.

In one of the dimly lit rooms by the street, more than a dozen men, women, and children huddled together, rubbing their hands and breathing into them, trying to catch a birol

Despite wearing as many layers as they could,

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ough, relentless.

The coal stove in the room was the only source of warmth, but the last of the charcoal was nearly gone.

“Mom, I’m so hungry…” A small boy, around six or seven years old, curled up in his mother’s arms, weakly saying.

Sadly, even though she tried, the woman had nothing left to feed him.

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She forced a bitter smile, stroking her son’s head and re–adjusting his hat, saying, “Good boy, sleep. If you sleep, you won’t be hungry anymore.”

That was the only comfort she could offer her innocent, ignorant child.

But the hunger wasn’t limited to just him in the room.

They were all cold, hungry, and didn’t know how much longer they could hold on.

They had run out of food the day before, and the coal stove would burn out soon. Once it was gone, the room would be as cold as the outside.

“How much longer will we have to endure this cold and hunger? Maybe once we die, it will all end: Everyone in the room thought bitterly and numbly.

But if they could live, who would want to die?

The coal fire in the room was already nearly extinguished, and the last bit of warmth was almost gone. The people inside sank into utter despair.

A deathly silence filled the room.

“I… I don’t want to die…*

“I want food… I want to warm up…

“Me too, I don’t want to die…”

The cries suddenly erupted, a clamor from inside the room.

Outside, there were many more houses like this one.

The sound of crying seemed to spread, and soon, more and more people in the area were crying in despair.

It seemed as though they had already accepted their fate of dying from the cold or hunger.

But just at that moment…

“The county office… is offering disaster relief. All citizens… line up… for warming… supplies…”

A faint voice suddenly reached them from outside.

A young man with sharp hearing suddenly shouted, “Quiet. Listen. What did they just say outside?”

“What are they saying? What else could it be? It’s that damned Jefferson coming to rob us again,” one of the citizens angrily said.

But the young man felt something was off. He quickly stood up, hurrying to the window.

Unable to open the window due to the cold, he cracked it just a little, pressing his ear to the sill to listen closely to the voices outside.

The voice grew louder, and soon, it was right on their street, echoing through to all the citizens hidden inside the houses…

“The county office has opened the granaries for disaster relief. All citizens may immediately go to the county office to queue for bread, clothing, charcoal, and other warming supplies.”

“If you have trouble getting there, please seek help from the Black Flag Army patrols nearby.”

This time, not only the young man but everyone in the room heard it.

They stared at each other in disbelief, wondering if they had imagined it, even asking the person next to them, “Did you hear that? Did they say the county office has opened the granaries for disaster relief?”

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