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

Chapter 222

Chapter 222: The Black Veil Chapter 222: The Black Veil Little Sweetie’s expression darkened instantly.

A dangerous, unreadable look passed through her sharp eyes, but she said nothing.

Of course, Nnenna would run straight into danger.

That girl was reckless beyond reason.

But Little Sweetie couldn’t just rush out after her, not with Ebere still here, watching her every move.

It was too risky.

If she made even one slip, Ebere could expose her true identity.

She clicked her tongue in frustration.

Then, with the practiced ease of someone who always had a backup plan, she pulled out her phone.

Her fingers moved swiftly, sending out a coded message to her hidden operatives across the castle.

[Protect Nnenna.

Do not let her die.] She exhaled, sliding the phone back into her pocket.

She couldn’t go after Nnenna herself.

At least until she found a way to protect her identity.

But she sure as hell wasn’t letting her die, either.

The general would have her head but before that, her guilt for not protecting her friend would have killed her already.

Nnenna dashed through the castle, her breath quick but controlled, her steps light as she avoided every corridor where the sounds of battle raged.

Her heart pounded in her chest, but her mind stayed sharp, focused.

Before stepping out of Little Sweetie’s room, she had grabbed a servant’s cloak, pulling the hood low over her face.

If anyone saw her, they would assume she was just another panicked maid running for safety, not a member of the royal family.

Not a target.

Her disguise held as she slipped through the shadows, moving swiftly toward the royal floor.

But the moment she got there, the air itself seemed heavier.

The battle above had been intense, but here, here, it was brutal.

Swords clashed in a deadly rhythm, the metallic clang of steel against steel ringing through the vast hall.

battle cries mixed with the agonized screams

slicked the once pristine marble floors, and overturned furniture lay shattered against the

iron

all, she heard

Her father.

voice

let them

unison, break their rhythm!” The soldiers, battle worn but

movements were precise, disciplined, trained

But it wasn’t enough.

The assassins were monsters.

the wall, heart hammering, as she finally laid

moved like shadows, weaving through the

that cut down trained warriors as if they were mere

movements were too

waste energy on unnecessary

Every attack had purpose.

Every kill was efficient.

could see

an

“They are only three!

We are dozens!

back?” One of the commanders, bloodied but still standing, stumbled toward

King…” the man panted, gripping

are not ordinary

commander

Veil.” The words

Nnenna’s body went cold.

father, a man who had fought in countless

slick with blood, tightened in his

generals and commanders exchanged uneasy glances, their eyes betraying the fear none of

The Black Veil.

They weren’t just assassins.

They were the end.

man with scars across his

and commanding,

this is a

take contracts unless…” “Unless they are

“Completely.

filled with shouting and steel, seemed to

who had pledged their lives to

see it in

The hesitation.

The fear.

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