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

Chapter 395: Game Over

The air thickened. The kind of silence that feels like it’s listening. Watching.

His words were a match, and suspicion was the wildfire.

Whispers bloomed instantly across the chamber like creeping vines.

“Wait… I forgot about the broken engagement,” someone muttered under their breath.

“Could this be personal for Vladimir?”

“But he said it was about justice…”

“Funny how now he suddenly cares so much about King Ikechukwu.”

And outside, online, in the streets, in marketplaces, the gossip was already spreading like smoke on the wind.

#JusticeOrRevenge

#WhatIsKingVladimirHiding

“Why now?”

“Since when was he close to the late king?”

“King Vladimir is too calculated for this to be pure justice.”

Among the guests and online, foreign diplomats and nobles were already exchanging theories.

“He never got over that brokem marriage alliance with Lionara to begin with,” whispered one minister.

“Maybe he’s trying to isolate Lionara … weaken them politically by rubbing dirt on their new king,” suggested another.

Even among Vladimir’s own court, glances grew colder, more curious. Doubt crept in, slow but relentless.

of control. Yet even the most

And Somto knew it.

pulling threads. And the more he pulled, the more unraveling was bound to

expression hardened, the faint smile fading like mist under the rising sun. He took a measured breath, then

of justice,” he said, his voice ringing clear across the chamber, “but where was your justice when Lionara needed support during the eastern border

you stood silent, watching from your tower while others

barely, but

that grips an entire room. “You were a politician. A man who plays both sides until one collapses. And now you parade yourself

speak now, when it costs

Whispers swelled into murmurs.

hand for Lionara,”

“This feels… staged.”

your motives are truly pure, why didn’t you present this

words felt like dry sand in

Somto wasn’t finished.

Lionara,” he said, letting his gaze sweep the room. “Whether you believe me or not, you all know the truth: Lionara has power, alliances, and memory. And those who

icy, suffocating

neutral, cautious. No one wanted to back him now. No one would risk

slightly. The air of command around him cracked like old

“I only wanted—”

voice low and firm. “You used my father’s death as

blow

Alone. His allies had retreated into silence, and his enemies were

opened his mouth… and closed it

a barely audible sigh, he lowered his

A disgraceful silence followed.

marks the end of a

faded, Somto stepped forward once more, calm,

questioned. Motives doubted,” he said, his voice low but unwavering, each word weighed and intentional. “So let me

cold in the light. A hush swept