They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 212: Lora Chapter 212: Lora “But I—I never really wanted to kill you.

I don’t know what I was thinking.

I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry…” She finally broke down in tears, her body shaking as the weight of her actions crashed down on her.

Nnenna watched in silence, surprised.

Maybe this girl wasn’t all that bad after all.

But at the same time, she couldn’t ignore the fact that if she hadn’t had the Love System, she would have drowned.

This girl’s regrets, though they seemed sincere, wouldn’t have changed anything if she had actually succeeded in dragging Nnenna down with her.

Still, humans made mistakes.

And maybe, just maybe, this was a lesson she would never forget.

Nnenna sighed.

“You’re forgiven.

But next time…” she narrowed her eyes.

“Don’t try something like this again.

Or I will let you drown.” The girl flinched but nodded quickly.

A small smirk played on Nnenna’s lips.

She wasn’t joking.

“What’s your name?” Nnenna asked her.

“I-I’m Lora,” she replied still shaken.

As the commotion grew louder, more people rushed toward the scene.

The sound of galloping horses echoed through the forest, signaling the approach of reinforcements.

Nnenna glanced down at the girl beside her, her soaked clothes clinging uncomfortably to her body.

Bits of leaves and debris were stuck to her skin, making her appearance all the more disheveled.

This wasn’t good.

If the men saw her like this, rumors would spread like wildfire.

The royal court was merciless when it came to a lady’s reputation.

as she sat there

written all over

knew she wasn’t obligated to

had things gone the other way, this girl wouldn’t have hesitated to

wasn’t like

she spoke to the

need to

can help?”

points deducted for temporal

five minutes, you will receive

using the leaves around you.”

Weaving?

system could

to the girl who wouldn’t take her eyes off of her as

around.” She said

turned around and faced another direction, no

trust

she couldn’t see her, Nnenna stared at the pile of leaves in front of her, disbelief flashing

Weaving?

A gown?

In five minutes?

system had to

“Are you serious?

before, let alone a whole dress!” she

so.” The system’s response was

further when suddenly, a strange sensation coursed through her

was as if invisible strings connected her mind to her hands, guiding

what was happening, her

for the largest, most flexible leaves and, with precise, practiced movements,

under her fingertips, as if they

slowly took

fitted bodice,

layer overlapping like flower petals, forming an

deep green shimmered under the dappled sunlight, making the dress fit for a forest goddess draped in

edges, their patterns swirling like ivy

shouldn’t have

Not in five minutes.

with nothing

a dress that no royal seamstress could

trees as if nature itself was applauding

deep breath,

Her heart pounded.

I… really just do that?” she