The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 641

641.Chapter 641

641.Chapter 641

They came in full force, just as anticipated.

Changing one’s last name wasn’t exactly unheard of; Eliza certainly wouldn’t be the first to attempt it. Yet before she had even stepped foot into the hall, her father, the Duke of Mowbay, had publicly accused her of irreverence before the entire court.

When Eliza arrived and broached the subject herself, Godfrey promptly rebuked her for violating clan hierarchy and the sacred rites of the land.

Was the charge serious? For ordinary folks, perhaps not. But for someone like the Holy Lady? It was grave.

The ministers watching the drama unfold silently scoffed. Even Magnus, seated upon the throne, had a rather grim look on his face. Now, all eyes were on Eliza, waiting to see how she would respond.

“Godfrey,” Eliza spoke, her voice cool and crisp as she turned to look at him.

Godfrey turned as well, his weathered face carrying a trace of arrogance. In his view, what he had just said was indisputable. No matter how Eliza struggled to defend herself, she couldn’t escape the chains of ritual law and ancestral order.

Eliza gave a subtle smile. “You are the Minister of Rites. It is your duty to uphold the 1aws of ritual and social order. But if your own conduct is not upright, how are you to uphold anything at all?”

Godfrey furrowed his brow and said with displeasure, “Mind your words, Your Grace. Everyone in court knows I have always conducted myself with integrity. How can you accuse me of anything improper? Are you slandering me?”

Indeed, before Godfrey had voiced his objection, he had long been known in court for his fairness and propriety. But now…

Julius let out a derisive snort.

Godfrey, however, kept his composure and continued, “Your Grace, slandering a minister of the court is a grave offense.” He thought his words would intimidate Eliza and put an end to her attempt to smear his name, but instead, she chuckled.

“You’ve misunderstood. I have no intent to slander you,” Eliza replied. “It’s just that, on my way to the palace today, I happened to witness your youngest son being dragged off by bailiffs to the Court of Justice.

“Alarmed, I made some inquiries and learned that your most beloved son, while fooling around, had taken a liking to another man’s wife. When she resisted, he drew a knife and wounded someone. Truly abhorrent.”

Eliza continued, “I heard the woman’s husband was gravely injured. I don’t know if he’s still alive. If the man were to die… Well, as a minister of the court, I trust you’re familiar with the laws. What do you think should be done?”

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641.Chapter 641

As Eliza spoke, Godfrey’s face turned ashen. He pointed a finger at her, yelling, “Y–you‘ re framing my son!”

Eliza looked at him with a puzzled expression. “What do you mean by that? I merely passed along something I heard and felt obligated to inform you. How is that framing?”

She let out a sigh and continued, “Just a moment ago, you said that slandering a civil official is a serious crime. And as the Holy Lady, with a rank equal to that of a princess, if you falsely accuse me of slander, doesn’t that count as a grave offense on your part? I suggest you choose your words wisely.”

Godfrey hadn’t expected his own words to be so deftly turned against him. And that wasn’t the end of it.

With a glance from Nolan, Alaric, a first–rank military general, stepped forward into the center of the hall before the civil officials could even react.

“Your Majesty,” Alaric bellowed, cutting off the growing murmurs from the civil side.” Godfrey, as head of the Ministry of Rites, is supposed to uphold the nation’s laws and moral conduct, presenting himself as righteous and upright.

“Yet in his own household, he indulges his youngest son’s disgraceful behavior! I’ve heard whispers of his son favoring his mistress over his wife, but I didn’t expect that he’d abduct a married woman in broad daylight and even attack her husband. The law means nothing to him.

“Your Majesty, how can a man who allows such chaos in his own house speak of clan order or national law with any credibility?”

With Alaric taking the lead, the other military officials immediately followed suit, dropping to their knees and declaring in unison, “Your Majesty, we won’t stand for this!”

“Your Majesty, I am being wronged,” Godfrey cried out in panic. He never imagined that the accusations he fired would ricochet back at him, ripping him to shreds.

While the military officials knelt in solidarity, the civil officials, including Gabriel, exchanged awkward glances, their expressions revealing their unease.

Perhaps they could have helped plead on Godfrey’s behalf if this had been a baseless accusation. But the problem was that everything Eliza had said about Godfrey’s son

was true.

Favoring mistresses, mistreating his wife, frequenting brothels–none of it was fabricated. A quick check would confirm it all. Everyone had simply looked the other way out of respect for Godfrey.

But today, Eliza had clearly come prepared. She laid a trap, and Godfrey walked right into it.