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

Chapter 227: The King is Dead Chapter 227: The King is Dead As she neared the main hall, she heard it, shouting.

Her heart clenched.

“Nnenna.” Her mind went blank.

She exploded forward, tearing through the shadows like a silent storm.

If something had happened to Nnenna… Someone was going to pay.

As she drew closer…

Little Sweetie’s eyes sharpened as she heard desperate cries “My King!” Something must have happened to the King!

Her pace quickened, her heart pounding like war drums.

As she moved through the shadows, her mind pieced together what she already knew The assassins had stormed the castle.

The generals had struggled.

And now The King must have fallen.

But there was no way.

The King was one of the strongest men in Lionara.

Had he really…?

She clenched her teeth, forcing her legs to move faster.

By the time she reached the main hall, it was too late.

The scene before her froze her in place.

The King, collapsed in his own blood.

His powerful frame weakened, his breaths shallow.

His hand grasped the sword impaled through his heart.

And Nnenna… Nnenna was kneeling beside him, supporting his body, her hands stained red, her voice trembling as she pleaded “Please, don’t die!” “I need to know the truth!” Her face was pale, her body shaking from the weight of what was happening.

Little Sweetie’s fingers twitched.

For a moment, just a moment, she considered moving toward the King, checking if there was even the slightest hope of saving him.

He was the general’s father after all.

But before she could take a step She felt it.

Killer intent.

The remaining assassins had noticed her.

Their heads snapped in her direction, and their bloodstained weapons rose.

They weren’t going to let her interrupt.

Her golden eyes narrowed.

they wanted… Then it

warmth in her gaze And let

moved once they made

And the battle began.

20 minutes later.

The battlefield was silent.

on the ground, not all

mixing with the remnants

thick with

With a simple wave of her hand, Little Sweetie

from the shadows,

cloaked in black emerged from unseen

sent a chill through the

strongest warriors None of them had

what scared

Was this another threat?

exchanged one

settled over

instinctively reached for their weapons, though they knew

new force was, they had moved on the

Was

the blink of an eye, the defeated killers

void as if they had never

thing left behind was the eerie silence… and the overwhelming

Little Sweetie.

stood there, unmoving, her cold golden eyes scanning

just one, her

a word, she turned

the next instant She

into the night like a phantom that was never

with people who had no idea what they had just

Three seconds The

No one moved.

No one breathed.

and disappeared, felt like a

for?!” Nnenna’s shaky but urgent voice shattered

the hospital!” The desperation in

out of

body,

as they carried him away, Nnenna

She barely noticed.

at the blood that

Her father’s blood.

rushed in moments

their breath as

A chance.

Anything.

then, the head

Silence.

is

A ripple of horror.

Then Wails.

sound of grief erupted through the castle