The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Sophie thought, “Nonus… He’s here! They’ve come to rescue me! Finally! That wretched little batch–Eliza’s time is up.

Sophie could barely contain her joy. If Eliza wasn’t still hovering over her, she would’ve thrown herself toward the sound of Nomis’s voice, tears of relief streaming down her face.

Blinded by the cloth over her eyes, she could only rely on what little she heard to piece together the scene. But the moment Nonus and the others saw her–bloodied, bruised, and filthy–a storm of fury rolled off them in waves. All except Gilbert.

In fact, Gilbert might’ve been the only one in that group secretly enjoying the sight. To him, Sophie’s sorry state was karma

at its finest.

So before anyone else could speak. Gilbert stepped forward with theatrical outrage. “Is this how you keep your word? Look at her! What the hell did you do to Sophie?!

Whatever you did… good job, he thought with smug satisfaction.”

Eliza shot him a glance–just one–and immediately caught the faint glint of amusement in his eyes.

She answered coolly, “I kept my word. I didn’t lay a single finger on her these past three days.”

Then what about all these injuries?!” Gilbert bellowed, louder than anyone else, like he had some moral high ground to stand on.

Eliza ignored him completely, turning instead to Nonus’s dark gaze with a thin smile. “Well, maybe if you hadn’t taken so long to show up, she’d still be in better shape. Actually, if you’d been even one day later… all you’d find here would be Sophies corpse.”

The threat was clear. Brutally so.

Nonus and his companion both clenched their jaws. His voice was cold. “Holy Lady, don’t forget–your mother’s body is still in our hands. You push us too far, you may not get it back.”

Eliza’s eyes narrowed. Then without warning, she grabbed Sophie by the collar and flung her to the ground like a sack of trash.

Gilbert’s eyes widened in genuine shock. Eliza’s voice was low and sharp. Then by all means–try me. But if you lay so much as a finger on my mother’s corpse, I’ll carve Sophie into pieces.

“What are you doing?!” Nonus snapped.

Even before the words finished leaving his lips, Eliza had already drawn a dagger and pressed the blade coldly to Sophie’s throat

“Want to test me?” she asked. Her voice was so calm, so composed–it made the danger all the more chilling

Sophie froze. She couldn’t see the blade, but the cold metal biting against her skin told her exactly what it was. She didn’t

dare

Trembling, her voice cracked as she cried out, “Nonus! Stop! Just trade me already–get me out of here!”

Just get me away from her. Once I’m out of her hands, I swear I’ll make her pay, I’ll flay her alive if I have to. I’ll tear her into pieces and dance on the remains.

Nonus held back the curses bubbling in his throat

Finally, he ground out, “The body and the coffin are right here. How do you want to do this?”

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Chapter 201

Eliza glanced at the coffin–large, heavy. There was no way they could carry the entire thing out in the middle of this

standoff.

Someone would have to go over and retrieve Caroline’s body directly.

Noms clearly thought the same.

He narrowed his eyes, a shadow of danger flickering through them. “How about we each send one person?”

Before Eliza could respond, Mary stepped forward and answered, firm and clear: “Deal

Then she turned to Eliza, gaze steady. Tll go. Don’t move.”

Eliza opened her mouth to protest. It should be me. It’s my mother….

But when she looked into Mary’s eyes, she faltered–then finally nodded. “Alright. Be careful.”

On the other side, Gilbert glanced at her with a trace of hidden intent. “Should I go?” he offered casually.

Nonus didn’t even hesitate. “No. Septimus, you go. Nonus didn’t even hesitate. “No. Septimus, you go.”

The man wrapped in layers of cloth–Septimus Ophidian–nodded. “Yes.”

Gilbert raised an eyebrow. ‘Septimus is number seven, but he takes orders from Nonus… So the rankings aren’t led by Prime–they’re led by Nine? Interesting.

He stepped aside to make way, still mulling it over.

Septimus placed the coffin down, then strode toward Eliza’s side. At the same time, Mary began to walk toward the other group, rosary beads glinting in her hand.

Nonus’s eyes followed Mary closely. Suddenly, something clicked.

“Wait… wasn’t she the nun I saw at Saint Grace Nunnery three days ago? The one I tried to scare for fun?

How boring she was then… And now I find out she’s the Holy Lady’s master–the head nun of the entire nunnery

Meanwhile, behind Eliza, a shadow emerged. It was Tina.

And yet… the exchange went surprisingly smoothly.

Even as Septimus reached them, Eliza didn’t lower the blade. Not yet. She waited–watched–as Mary carefully lifted Caroline’s body from the coffin and wrapped her gently in silk.

Only when Mary began walking back, Caroline cradled in her arms, did Eliza finally pull the blade away from Sophie’s neck.