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

Chapter 220: Help Me!!!!

Chapter 220: Help Me!!!!

Carl and Somto had also left.

Before Carl did, he had pulled Nnenna aside, his usual playful expression intact.

“I’ll call you,” he had said.

“And you better pick up.” Nnenna had laughed out loud.

“I don’t ignore important calls.” “Good,” he had nodded, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips.

“I’ll visit when I can.” She had promised to keep in touch, and just like that, he was gone.

With the heavy weight of the royal ball behind them, attention shifted to new matters, preparing for school.

It wouldn’t start for another four months, but planning had already begun.

Slowly, belongings were packed, schedules were made, and responsibilities were shifted.

For Nnenna, life had taken on a new rhythm.

Her reputation had stabilized, even strengthened.

The way people looked at her had changed.

No longer just “the adopted daughter,” she had proven herself, and though some still refused to admit it, they could not deny her worth.

Whether they liked it or not, she was someone they needed to acknowledge.

This newfound status had a surprising effect, it made her calmer.

Less defensive.

Less burdened by the need to constantly prove herself.

For the first time in a long while, she felt like she could just exist without constantly fighting to be seen.

And so, she focused on herself.

Every morning, she followed her usual routine.

Even after the ball, even after Lady Rose’s training had ended, she never stopped.

Physical fitness wasn’t just for show, it was necessary.

And so, she continued.

Jogging before sunrise, strengthening her endurance, keeping herself sharp.

Sometimes, she exchanged messages with Lady Rose.

She would send her training routines, precise and effective, things she could incorporate into her regimen.

It was efficient, structured.

Just like her.

Everything was going smoothly.

Until that night.

That night, everything changed.

Something huge.

that would alter the

that no one in the royal

towering castle walls, seven figures moved with calculated precision, their dark clothing blending seamlessly into

only gestures, their synchronization revealing years

with an imposing presence,

A crossbow was raised.

first shot

arrow sliced through the air with deadly accuracy,

sent him staggering before he collapsed,

shots followed in rapid succession, each one finding its

guards barely had time

No screams.

No warning.

silence and bodies crumpling to the

The assassins moved immediately.

castle walls and

hands found the narrowest grooves, their bodies moving like shadows slipping through the cracks

boots touched solid ground inside the fortress, they pressed against

Not a sound.

flicker of movement noticeable to

a series of quick hand

Orders given.

group, slipping toward the castle’s main building

Their mission was clear.

with an eerie familiarity, as if they had studied the layout long before stepping

steps were silent,

enough to cross their path never lived long enough to raise

swift blade to the

A muffled gasp.

body quietly lowered

No traces left behind.

to a designated location as if hunting

Or someone.

Minutes passed.

a door near

door meant to

it led to the room of an

were not

the lock with trained

gloved fingers traced its edges before retrieving thin, custom

A delicate dance began.

Tension.

A flick of metal.

A subtle click.

just like that,

creaked