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

Chapter 382: Amazing!!

Livestreamers were even louder:

@SceneQueen: I’m crying. Crying in 4K. Who let this be so good??

@CineCritique: This is Oscar tier. I’m not joking. I need a full movie adaptation.

@WarriorFanatic: It wasn’t just a tribute. It was a soul laid bare. That’s cinema.

Director Naledi stepped back, his head high, his gift echoing louder than any drumroll. In his eyes, pride danced, quiet and smug. He knew exactly what he had done.

And Somto?

Still silent. Still composed.

But his jaw relaxed slightly, his eyes resting on the screen even after it vanished.

Not a word spoken.

But somehow, everyone felt it:

That gift had hit somewhere deep.

The murmurs of awe had barely settled from the previous gift when the soft click of polished heels echoed across the ceremonial hall.

A tall, statuesque figure with dramatic flair approached, her entrance as dazzling as her creations. It was none other than Dame Yalora, the continent’s most sought after fashion designer.

With a trained smile and the poise of a queen in her own right, she bowed deeply before the new king. “Your Majesty, the world knows you as a warrior and now a ruler… but allow me to present a gift worthy of your presence outside the battlefield.” She lifted a luxurious velvet-covered box.

The head steward stepped forward with practiced grace, receiving the gift with both hands and bowing before carrying it off to the royal gift chamber.

Gasps and whispers swept through the hall.

“Is that—? No way!”

“She actually designed one just for him?”

“That suit alone could pay for a small country’s defense budget.”

“Her custom pieces are booked five years in advance!”

On the livestream

@StylistaQueen: “Yalora’s custom suit?? KING BE SERVING LOOKS AND POWER???”

@FashionFiend456: “The cut, the cloth, THE MOMENT. That suit is probably woven from unicorn eyelashes.”

@LioraWatch: “He hasn’t even worn it yet and he’s already breaking the fashion ceiling.”

to ballroom. That’s

of the foreign royals exchanged glances, impressed despite themselves. Dame Yalora took a graceful step back, clearly pleased with the ripple her gift

nod of acknowledgment, expression calm, but his eyes held a subtle gleam, whether

guest whispered to another, “That woman’s got guts… and timing. She’s just

shift forward, but the designer’s presence lingered like a

estates, tech, and tailored wonders,

travel. They were the village elders and

The whispers began instantly.

“Who are they…?”

actually on

wine? Bread?” A scoff. “We’re gifting

behind a gloved hand, “Maybe they got lost on the way to

before, in the trenches, in the fields, in his childhood. Tired, steady eyes that had endured. The kind of

forward first, holding a bottle of dark amber wine. Beside her, an old man

brew of the year, made with the harvest that grew strong under your reign as General. And this…” she gestured to the bread, “was baked by our best village

dropped, because no one

gift with the same reverence he gave the estate deed and billion dollar gadget. He

just

rose from his

swept the room was

himself and dipped his head ever so slightly. “I accept this gift with honor. May your wine

tears. Even the old man’s weathered hands trembled as he whispered a stunned,

On the livestream:

CRYING. SOMTO STOOD UP FOR THE

powerful

where

This is what history

the first time, they realized it wasn’t just the richness of the

grand hall like a warm ember,

the villagers’ gift settled,

with a

ping… ping!

as holographic displays lit up like fireflies around the throne room, shimmering

Drops

Royal Fireworks from

by

Lionara King!” — sent by 3.2

the nobles were speechless.

the stage’s enchanted speaker system, smooth and ceremonial, “A unified tribute from the global livestreamers, loyal citizens, supporters, and well wishers

virtual confetti rained gently across the audience. The “Diamond Train” effect rumbled across the floor as

a hologram or real magic?” someone whispered,

a billion crowns?!” a stunned

SENT HIM A VIRTUAL CASTLE?? Is this a