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

Chapter 383

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.”

“Battlefield to ballroom.

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

but his eyes held a subtle

woman’s got guts… and timing. She’s just secured her

the designer’s presence lingered like

jewels, estates, tech, and tailored wonders, the crowd hardly noticed the quiet approach of a

the village elders and chosen spokespeople of the common folk, humble in appearance, yet brimming with a

The whispers began instantly.

“Who are they…?”

they actually

scoff. “We’re

they got lost on

eyes before, in the trenches, in the fields, in his childhood. Tired, steady eyes that had endured. The kind of people who didn’t

amber wine. Beside her, an old man with hands roughened by years of labor carried a small

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

fell. Not a pin dropped, because no one

took the gift with the same reverence he gave the estate deed and

didn’t just nod this

rose from

swept the

“I accept this gift with honor. May your wine be shared in

eyes welled with tears. Even the old man’s weathered hands trembled as he whispered a stunned, “Thank you,

On the livestream:

“I’M CRYING. SOMTO STOOD UP FOR THE

most powerful

people. He remembered where he

“Forget gold. This is what

a few nobles shifted uncomfortably. For the first time, they realized it wasn’t just the richness of the gift, it was the meaning. And

the grand hall like a warm ember, glowing

echoes of the villagers’ gift settled, a sudden tremor of

with

ping! The

the throne room, shimmering midair. Streams of golden sparkles flooded the digital ceiling, forming words in glimmering

Drops from

Royal Fireworks

by @TycoonStar—value: 120M

MESSAGE: “Long live the Lionara King!” — sent by 3.2 million

the nobles were speechless. The entire platform had

unified tribute from the global livestreamers, loyal citizens, supporters, and well wishers around the world. On this day,

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

hologram or real magic?” someone whispered,

billion crowns?!” a stunned livestream guest shrieked

HIM A VIRTUAL CASTLE?? Is this a coronation or

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