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 royal castle would

with calculated precision, their dark clothing blending seamlessly

words, only gestures,

man with an imposing

A crossbow was raised.

shot was

air with deadly accuracy, striking the nearest guard

him staggering

more shots followed in rapid succession, each one

barely had time to

No screams.

No warning.

bodies crumpling to the ground, their

The assassins moved immediately.

they reached the base of the castle walls and began scaling them with expert

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

their boots touched solid ground inside the fortress, they pressed against the stone, melting into

Not a sound.

movement noticeable

series of

Orders given.

group, slipping toward

Their mission was clear.

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

were silent, their

their path never

blade

A muffled gasp.

quietly lowered to the

No traces left behind.

to a designated

Or someone.

Minutes passed.

of them reached a door near

door meant to

locked with a sophisticated mechanism since it led to the room of an important person,

these were not ordinary

inspecting the lock with

its edges before retrieving thin, custom made tools from within his

A delicate dance began.

Tension.

A flick of metal.

A subtle click.

like that, the

creaked open