From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 1514: 680 Enduring Samsara_1 Chapter 1514: 680 Enduring Samsara_1 A large crowd was congregated on the square in front of the church, a ragged mess.

They wished to leave as soon as possible, each delayed moment increasing their danger, yet the forbidden army blocked their way.

“What do you want?

Are you planning to leave all of us here to die?”

A nobleman with a title stepped forward and protested loudly.

“I want to see the king.

He must give us an explanation.”

“What kind of explanation do you want?” A cold voice easily drowned out the noisy crowd.

The Silver Armoured Guard led the way, and a young man in white royal robes slowly appeared behind the icy silver helmet.

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The eight Silver Armoured Guards before and after him were formidable and dignified, the spears in their hands blade sharp and intimidating.

The young king nestled in their midst, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, causing everyone to tremble in fear.

“What explanation do you want from me, hmm?” A soft counter-query, like the Sword of Damocles hanging overhead, spread fear everywhere.

“I have promised that I will protect you.

At this moment, I stand with you.

Regardless of the danger, I will bear it with you.

Is this explanation enough?”

“Mercy, my king.” The most vocal nobleman fell to his knees with a “thud.”

Liam did not give him a second glance.

He turned around and looked towards the church.

What people saw was his back.

At this moment, everyone forgot about the danger because their king was standing in front of them.

A king who doesn’t abandon his subjects in times of danger but chooses to stand in front of them instead is undoubtedly wise and great in the eyes of the people of Percival.

They did not have to wait long, suddenly someone pointed towards the entrance of the church: “Someone’s coming out.”

Liam, who had been watching the church entrance, saw the Young Lady White come out first.

Seeing her emerge unharmed, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

Underneath Liam’s wide sleeves, his fist slowly unclenched.

Under the protection of four Silver Armoured Guards, Nikita Parker, seeing Aubree walking out safely, heaved a sigh of relief and stumbled a step forward.

Green Dragon, who was standing behind her, quickly supported her.

If it weren’t for Aspen restraining her, Randa would have rushed up to her.

Cello Cook and Kelly Martinez also breathed a sigh of relief.

The place of Percival, even in May, was still bone-churning cold.

After recovering their senses, they felt their backs soaked with sweat.

Everyone then saw a pale-faced woman following her.

She was the culprit behind this disaster, which made everyone change their expressions.

Green Dragon’s grip on his dagger tightened, and he stepped towards Alora Hart.

Alora subconsciously hid behind Aubree.

Aubree shook her head.

Green Dragon looked at Aubree, the hand holding the dagger clenched and unclenched, finally taking a step back.

Aubree walked up to Liam, and bowed, “I will explain today’s disturbance to everyone.”

Liam stared at her intensely, and finally gave a slow but firm nod.

“Good.”

Aubree faced everyone, and Alora behind her.

Alora hesitantly stepped forward and stuttered in Percival language, “I… I’m sorry.”

She bent down and gave a deep bow.

Aubree observed everyone’s reactions.

Some sneered at Alora’s apology, while many others were simply confused.

They could not believe that a lunatic who just wanted to drag everyone to hell could apologize in an instant.

Whether sincere or not, this action was hard to accept.

“At this moment, your hearts must be filled with resentment towards her, deeming her unforgivable, deserving death.

Even I, the object of her revenge, deserve to die as well, right?”

The young lady’s gentle voice fell powerfully on everyone’s ears.

That was indeed what they were thinking, and when she bluntly voiced it out, they couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

“Hatred is the biggest source of trouble in this world.

It clouds your thoughts, controls your emotions.

You should know, an intense moment of hate can fundamentally destroy the kindness accumulated over millions of years.

However, a moment of compassion can accumulate incredible merit.”

The young lady’s voice was pure and gentle, as if it could cleanse all the grime and impurity in the world.

Gradually, the crowd fell quiet.

“We have known each other for four years, this is not her first time hurting me.

According to the theory of victim’s guilt, in your eyes, am I also a completely wicked person?”