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.

a fight they wanted… Then it was a fight they would

discarded the warmth in her

moved once they made a

And the battle began.

20 minutes later.

The battlefield was silent.

motionless on the ground, not all dead,

pooled around them, mixing with the remnants of

thick with the metallic scent of

of her hand, Little

the shadows,

black emerged from unseen corners of the

a chill through

royal family, the commanders, even the strongest warriors None of them had

that was what scared them the

Was this another threat?

just exchanged one

settled over the

their weapons, though they

force was, they had moved on

their first act Was to take the

eye, the defeated killers

void as if

and

Little Sweetie.

stood there, unmoving, her cold golden eyes scanning the

a single second, just one,

without a word, she turned

the next

the nearest window, vanishing into the night like a phantom that was

who had no idea what they had just witnessed

Two seconds Three seconds

No one moved.

No one breathed.

came and disappeared, felt like a nightmare no one could wake

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

him to the hospital!” The desperation in her tone jolted everyone

soldiers and servants snapped out of their

body, lifting him with trembling

they carried him away, Nnenna

She barely noticed.

could only stare at the blood that stained her

Her father’s blood.

moments later, examining

held their breath as they waited for

A chance.

Anything.

then, the head doctor shook

Silence.

King is

A ripple of horror.

Then Wails.

of grief erupted through the castle