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

Chapter 351: Family is Important

Before today, many had spoken out harshly against the kingdom of Lionara, accusing them of being heartless, cold, and distant. Rumors had swirled like wildfire, some even speculated betrayal.

But now, those same critics were quiet… or apologizing.

People who had once criticized Lionara for being heartless or distant began to take back their words. Their crown prince had shown up. He had saved the day. That had to count for something.

What they didn’t know, what no one knew, was the truth.

They didn’t know what had really been happening behind the closed castle gates of Lionara. They didn’t know that the king was dead. That the crown prince had vanished from public life not out of apathy… but because something far more dangerous was at play.

They didn’t know the weight Somto had been carrying for years.

They didn’t know the war he had been fighting in silence.

One of the men beside Somto, as part of security protocol, quietly stepped back from the platform and immediately worked to shut down the live feed. Everyone in their army knew one thing: The First Prince hated cameras.

There were barely any photos of him online. A few blurry shots from years ago, and even those had vanished from the net soon after. His face was still a mystery.

But even without seeing him, everyone knew.

The commanding voice. The icy calm. The sheer weight of authority that rolled off him in waves. That wasn’t a general. That wasn’t a commander. That was someone born to rule.

And as people watched Eglon fumble, panic, and tremble… the tide of loyalty shifted fast.

Even his former supporters began deleting their posts. Some openly turned against him.

@ChangeofMonarchy: “I supported Eglon because I thought he was protecting Purlit. I was wrong.”

crumbled the second real power entered the

@IChangedMyMind: “Shameful.”

final message popped up before the stream

First Prince of Lionara just became one of the world’s mystery obsession. And I

wounded, dirty, exhausted. The scent of ash and blood still

Nnenna’s hand again once he got the chance. She didn’t resist this time so as to not create an awkward

steps behind, suddenly quickened

about,

his grip on Nnenna’s wrist still firm, like he was afraid she would disappear

“You can speak.”

want to bring up bad memories for her. But Somto didn’t dismiss her. Instead, he kept walking forward still holding her hand so

everything that had happened and was happening, eyes flicking between her

drew a deep breath.

in the hallway. The air seemed

pause. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t

him in disbelief. “Did you hear me? I

Somto said

hit

Abuchi stopped

knew?” Abuchi whispered,

face him. His expression was unreadable.

for

a hammer. Even Nnenna couldn’t

asked, stunned. “Why didn’t you….

ahead

He had known for months.