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

Chapter 630: Seeing Things More Clearly

His voice was cold as ever, but there was a faint warmth beneath the edge. "We could never hate you. You hear

me?"

Nnenna looked from him to Carl, who nodded immediately, his eyes full of conviction. Slowly, she returned the

nod. "I hear you. Both of you."

"Good," Carl said, straightening at last. His lips twitched into the first hint of a smile. "Now that we're all soaked

to the bone, | think it's twe went inside."

Arthur allowed the corner of his mouth to lift, amused despite himself, as Carl retrieved his umbrella. He picked

his own back up as well, and for the first tthat night, the air around them felt lighter.

"I'm so going to need a hot bath," Carl muttered as they walked back toward the castle, rain still dripping from

their clothes. "Our flight back to Riverum is in a few hours. I still have leftover work to finish...and we need to go

over our strategy to reclaim your kingdom, Nnenna."

He shot her a sideways glance. "Somto documented everything. | would like us to end this. The sooner, the

better. Now that they not only know you're alive but also know where you are, it’s too dangerous to let this war

drag on. You've been hiding for years, and | don’t want you living like that again."

His voice softened slightly. "Plus, you'll be eighteen in less than five months, the exact legal age to rule. And for

me, the best tto take back your kingdom."

Arthur's brow furrowed. "We still need a strategy to deal with that black thing Athena is working with. Something

tellsit’s not dead."

"We don’t even know what it is," Nnenna pointed out quietly. "We need to find out first. We can’t fight something

we don’t understand." She hesitated, then added with quiet conviction, "But one thing I'm sure of, we can defeat

it."

"How?" both men asked at once.

"I don’t know yet..." Nnenna admitted, eyes narrowing slightly as if steeling herself. "...but I'm sure of it."

They walked a few more steps before she spoke again, her voice softer but firm. "In the meantime, once we get

back... while you're working on strategies, | would like to go to a general rehabilitation center."

Carl stopped, surprised. "What? Are you not comfortable withhelping you with your rehab?" he asked

carefully.

"No, it’s not you," Nnenna shook her head. "It's just...something | need to do. | feel like | can help more people if

I'm there. Seeing others trying to get back on their feet, sharing experiences with them...it can helprebuild

too. They'll know that I truly understand what they're going through."

"Are you sure about this?" Carl asked, concern edging his tone. "It's sweet that you want to help others, but you

know your case isn't exactly the sas theirs. The chances of you walking again are...very slim. And we could

really use your help strategizing for the coming war. Somto’s not here anymore, but he passed down a lot of

experience and knowledge to you. | think it might be more beneficial if you stayed and planned with us than

disappearing into a rehab facility for two weeks, or more."

"I know that," Nnenna replied, calm but determined. "But this is something | need to do. Trust me...by the t|

cout of there, I'll be walking again."

Her words made both Carl and Arthur stop in surprise. Walking again? She had been told the paralysis was

permanent. Was this wishful thinking? Blind hope? Or something else entirely? Neither of them wanted to crush

her confidence, not now.

"...Alright," Carl said finally, giving a small nod. "If that’s what you want, I'll check you into the best rehab facility

in Riverum. Two months is good, right?"

"Yes. Two months is good," Nnenna confirmed with quiet certainty.

Carl exhaled, then remembered something. "Oh, and, Darius mentioned he has something urgent to take care of.

He's leaving tonight. Do you wantto find someone else for you? Preferably a female this time?" His tone

carried a hint of irritation, clearly, he was tired of Darius trying to woo his sister every chance he got.

Nnenna chuckled softly, shaking her head. "No, there's no need. | promised myself two months ago that | would

move on. And | am. Because | realized...I can. That's what Somto would have wanted."

"And as Darius said, it's going very well too. The first day he came, remember?" Nnenna asked.

"Yes, | remember," Carl nodded, while Arthur stayed silent, listening closely.

"The only thing that was holdingback," Nnenna continued, "was what happened that day... I'm really glad |

finally got to take it off my chest." Relief softened her voice.

too," Carl agreed softly. too," he repeated, this twith more gratitude.

"But if you think | need someone to talk my ears off, sure, get someone else. Though...| prefer Darius," Nnenna

added, half lost in thought.

"You're kidding," Carl said in disbelief. He tried to keep his tone light, but it was clear he didn’t like the idea.

"Don’t tellyou're falling for Darius?" he asked carefully. He didn’t want to show too much disapproval, if she

really was falling for him, the last thing he wanted was to push her away.

"Falling for Darius? Nah." Nnenna shook her head, amused.

Still, neither of them looked like they believed her. Arthur's fists tightened at his sides, the thought gnawing at

him, have | missed my chance?

Was Nnenna about to be taken again?

"Calm down, you two," Nnenna finally said firmly, noticing the subtle tension building around her. "I don’t have

feelings for Darius. He's just a friend." She emphasized the last words with quiet seriousness.

"...Okay," Carl exhaled in relief, not noticing how Arthur's clenched fists slowly released.

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argument almost every time, especially if it involved her.

The signs were small, subtle shifts, but they didn’t add up. Ever since she had woken from the coma, it was like

her perception had sharpened, making it harder to ignore.

She had heard him that day. She heard everything.

She hadn't believed it then. She still couldn't believe it now. Somto’s death had been her distraction, her wall

against thoughts too dangerous to face. But now... now that she had started to heal, Arthur's words from that

day were seeping back into her, creeping into her mind one by one.

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Those words could have been dismissed as normal, something a friend or brother might say. But the tone that

day, the emotions behind them, had been different. Too different. It wasn’t like Abuchi, or Ava, or any of the

others who cared for her.

No, those words carried the sweight, the srawness, that she had only ever heard from Somto who

apparently loved her.

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