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

Chapter 506

Chapter 506: It’s Her

Just hang in there.

No one noticed Arthur.

He stood frozen at the middle of the field, his breathing shallow, his arms limp by his sides. Everything around him faded, the sound of the wind, Somto’s worried murmurs, Carl’s precise movements. All of it disappeared into silence.

His eyes stayed locked on Nnenna.

That move...

She shouldn’t have known it. No one should’ve known it.

Because only one person had ever learned it before. And it wasn’t Nnenna.

A memory surged to the surface like a wave, uninvited but unstoppable.

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Eleven years ago.

At the edge of the southern cliffs.

Arthur was barely fourteen then, all sharp elbows, messy hair, and a mind always racing faster than his mouth could keep up. His shirt was stained from a morning training session, and a wooden sword was slung across his back.

She came running to him that afternoon, barefoot, face streaked with tears, and fists clenched.

Six year old Anastasia.

"Arthur!" she sniffed, her voice wobbling as she stomped up the hill. "They said I’m small! They said I’ll never be strong like you!"

She dropped to the grass beside him, hugging her knees. Her cheeks were red from crying, but her eyes still sparkled, stubborn and stormy, like always.

Arthur blinked at her, then let out a sigh. "They said that again?"

She nodded hard, wiping her face roughly with her sleeve. "They laughed when I said I would beat you one day."

Arthur "..."

He looked at the spirited little girl who barely reached his knees when they stand together, for a long second. Then slowly, he smiled.

"Alright then," he said, standing up and brushing grass off his trousers. "Come on. I’ll teach you something no one else knows."

Anastasia blinked up at him, confused. "Really?"

once, serious now.

She grinned. "Promise!"

year," he whispered like it was a treasure. "It’s not about being fast or strong. It’s

care. He even poked her nose once

she finally did the move, clumsy, but full

softly, still holding her

beamed at him. "I’m gonna get better and beat you

chuckled, ruffling her

sun, but its echo clung tightly

blinked back into

of sirens. The bark of orders from

And there she was.

Nnenna.

sweat clinging to her skin. Her lashes fluttered as if

one impossibly

He saw her.

child from the

who swore she would beat

Anastasia.

jaw. That

His chest tightened.

It’s her.

It was a certainty that hit him like a punch to

pulse pounded

reason pushed

No.

stone and fire. He had seen the aftermath with

dead.

reminded himself for what felt like the

even as he clung to that

there it

A shadow. A flicker.

her...

His chest tightened.

tightly, as if doing

make sense. It can’t

heart wouldn’t

Look again. Look

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