The Lady Nun Seeks Justice (Eliza Stonor) novel Chapter 552

552.Chapter 552

“Is this real? Are they trying to trick us into going out?”

“Felix would really be that kind hearted?”

“No way, this is impossible”

It must be another one of Felix’s tricks, trying to push us to the brink of death.”

“We can’t go out, absolutely not.”

Amid the panic inside the room, the young man who had been closest to the window suddenly turned around, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he said, “It’s not Felix. It’s the Black Flag Army The Prince Regent’s Black Flag Army has arrived!

“What? The Black Flag Army?”

“Kingsley, really? The Black Flag Army? You really heard that?”

Kingsley replied, “I’m telling you, my ears are sharp, don’t you know? I can hear better than anyone else.”

Kingsley had always had exceptional hearing, so everyone trusted his words.

The neighbors all knew this about him.

Kingsley suddenly remembered something and quickly added, “The man who passed by just now said there are Black Flag Army patrols nearby. If we need help, we can go to them. If you don’t believe me, let’s go check outside.”

“Yes, let’s go check.”

“If the Black Flag Army is really here, we might be saved!”

“Let’s go, let’s go, hurry up and check!”

As soon as the possibility crossed their minds, the people inside the room couldn’t wait to push the door open, forgetting the harsh wind and snow outside, rushing out into the streets.

Others from nearby houses also began to trickle out.

In no time, the streets, once empty, were filled with people.

They shivered in the cold, anxiously looking around.

“Where are they? How come I don’t see anyone?”

“Didn’t they say they were nearby?”

“Are they trying to trick us?”

As the citizens nervously muttered, a sound of heavy footsteps approached from behind.

They all turned around to see a perfectly organized Black Flag Army marching down the street, cutting through the icy wind like a sharp sword. Their powerful presence immediately calmed the panicked citizens, filling them with a sense of security.

“It’s the Black Flag Army. It’s really the Black Flag Army.”

“The Prince Regent has come with the Black Flag Army to save us.”

“We’re finally saved.”

For the people of Bortenland, they might not trust the royal family or the court, but they would never doubt the Prince Regent.

The era of peace and prosperity in Bortenland was built by him, through his personal battles and sacrifices. Wherever the Prince Regent was, the citizens of Bortenland felt safe.

At that moment, a loud, excited shout rang out in the crowd.

“Quick, to the county office! They’re distributing disaster relief. The Prince Regent must be there!”

As soon as the words left their mouths, the citizens in the street quickly realized what was happening.

“Right, right! To the county office, let’s go!”

The elderly couple, realizing they hadn’t brought a bag, hurriedly said, “We’ll go back and get one.”

“No need. Since you didn’t bring a bowl, you can use one here at the county office. Fortunately, you came early, so there are still some left. If you came later, they’d be gone.”

The Black Flag soldier handing out bread was surprisingly accommodating, and as he gave them the bread, his kind words put the anxious elderly couple at ease.

As they eagerly took the bread and began eating, the couple couldn’t help but tear up from joy.

It was real bread.

And it was warm, soft, and fluffy.

For people who hadn’t eaten a full meal in days, let alone had warm food, it felt like a revival of life.

Just as they were savoring their bread, a sound of hurried footsteps approached from the street.

In the next moment, countless citizens rushed forward, eager to claim their share.

“It’s bread!”

“There are blankets. And charcoal!”

“And medicine. I need medicine. My child is sick, please, give me medicine!”

Some rushed toward the grain storage, others toward the supply points, and still more toward Eliza’s medicine station.

The crowd was so large, the scene quickly descended into chaos.

But just then, the heavy sound of a large knife slamming onto the ground echoed from the entrance of the county office.

Nolan, dragging a chair behind him, stepped out. His cold, steely gaze swept across the crowd. He barked, “Everyone, line up to receive supplies. Whether it’s food, supplies, or medicinal soup, everyone ge