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

Chapter 345

Chapter 344: Did Not Flinch

The command was casual, cold. Like he was choosing the first act in a play, not a man’s final breath.

Gasps rose from the group. Ruth’s hand tightened around her father’s. Mesha took one step forward, face calm, almost noble, though his eyes quietly searched his daughter’s one last time.

King Eglon’s reason was clear.

Mesha was the lion. The steady one. The threat.

He had to go first.

The guards stepped forward to carry out the King’s command.

John clenched his fists but did not speak.

Ekene closed his eyes.

Nnenna turned her head away.

Abuchi muttered a prayer under his breath.

As the guards came closer to take Mesha, Ruth and her mother instantly rushed to his side.

“No! No, please don’t take him!” Ruth’s voice cracked, raw and trembling. Her arms wrapped tightly around her father’s waist, refusing to let go. Her mother clung to his other side, sobbing into his shoulder as if holding on could somehow freeze time.

“You can not take him,” his wife whispered, over and over again.

But Mesha only smiled softly, despite the pain in his eyes. He placed one hand gently on Ruth’s head, the other on his wife’s back.

“It’s alright,” he whispered.

His voice was calm, like a lighthouse in a storm. But it only made Ruth cry harder.

“Don’t say that,” she sobbed, shaking her head violently.

The moment was heartbreak carved into flesh.

But the guards, unmoved by tears or love, stepped in.

“Move aside,” one barked.

one of them grabbed her arm and yanked

Ruth held on tighter.

“Please, don’t!” she cried.

and her mother in his arms, pulling them back protectively just as

go!” Ruth shrieked. “Let

sorry,” Mesha said softly, locking eyes with them. “Don’t

they did. They could not

of the platform, his figure

collapsed into his other arm,

echoed across the courtyard. One step. Then another. Then

as if he were watching the

shadows across the silent execution ground. Every soul in the courtyard held their breath as Mesha stood alone on the platform, bound but

a piece of popcorn into his mouth. He turned to one of his men and snapped his fingers. “Bring the camera. Set it up. I want them all to see, every last fool still clinging to

platform. One of Eglon’s aides tapped a screen. A red light blinked on.

nation, no, beyond, people stopped what

sun, filled screens of

covered mouths. In open courtyards, fists clenched

can

King Mesha has saved us more

stand with you, King

can not do

One

wrong! He does

is doing what must be

can’t watch. Someone

support for

stormed the

#StandWithKingMesha

#ExecutionDay

#PurlitLives

#ThisIsNotJustice

with sick delight. “Let them all see their last hope die before their eyes. This is

drew the great ceremonial blade, a massive, curved weapon forged not just to kill, but

beyond the camera, beyond the chains. His

crowd online grew

“Mesha, please fight!”

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