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

Chapter 449: Each One Just As Dangerous

Arthur didn’t glance at anyone. His golden eyes locked onto one person.

Nnenna.

The VC swallowed hard. Jana took an involuntary step back.

Prince Arthur was Carls best friend. Everyone knew that. He would help her right?

“What's Arthur doing here? We don’t even have martial arts class today,” Nnenna thought, brows furrowed in

confusion as she blinked at the unexpected figure cutting through the crowd like a blade of light.

But then, another shock.

Behind Arthur, panting slightly and looking like she had sprinted across the entire campus, was Ava.

Nnenna’s eyes widened. Ava? Here?

Her chest rose and fell rapidly, trying to catch her breath, and it didn’t take a genius to piece the puzzle

together. She must've gone to look for him...

A soft, helpless laugh nearly escaped Nnenna’s lips. Didn't this girl say she didn’t like me? Then why does she

keep doing the opposite of her own words?

The sight was oddly touching.

Even if she acted tough or distant, Ava had gone out of her way, maybe even risked something, to bring Arthur

here.

Fine, Nnenna thought, a small warmth blooming in her chest. I'll accept this strange sister of Arthur. She might

not be so bad after all.

But even as the new decision stirred her heart, one question quietly lingered in Nnenna’s mind, a question she

didn’t like.

What about Somto?

Her eyes flicked to Ava again. The girl clearly liked Somto. Anyone with eyes could see it. And every tNnenna

saw her trying to get close to him, something twisted uncomfortably inside her.

She scoffed internally. | guess I'll figure it out later. Besides, Somto already said he has no feelings for her... so

she’s not a competition, right?

Then she froze.

Wait, what?

Competition?

Why am | talking like I like Somto... and Ava is a threat?

She stared blankly ahead as realization hit her like a slap. No, no, this must be the stupidity radiating off Jana.

Yes, that had to be it. All these ridiculous thoughts... They weren't hers. They were a side effect of proximity to

toxic energy.

Better safe than sorry.

With barely a second wasted, Nnenna took a silent step to the side, away from Jana.

No one noticed her movement, of course, all eyes were on Prince Arthur, but if anyone had known the reason

behind her sudden shuffle...

Well, let's just say... speople would definitely be pissed.

Arthur approached the center of the chaos, each step measured and calm, but carrying an invisible pressure that

made the crowd instinctively part like the sea. No one dared to breathe too loudly.

His eyes locked onto Nnenna almost immediately.

She quickly looked away.

Arthur's gaze lingered for a moment, unreadable. She doesn’t want people to know we're close?

That... hurt. More than he expected. But he pushed it aside. Now wasn’t the time.

He turned his attention sharply to the VC, his expression colder than winter rain. “What's this I'm hearing about

a student being expelled... without evidence?”

His voice was low, quiet even, but it hit like a whip.

The VC froze.

That look, the Iceberg Prince, as students liked to call him when they thought he couldn’t hear, was in full effect.

Not the slightly patient version of Arthur that taught class. No, this was the real Arthur. The one even high nobles

dreaded crossing.

Sweat rolled down the VC's forehead, while his back trembled like a leaf in a storm. He didn’t know how it was

humanly possible to sweat and shiver at the stime, but somehow, around Arthur... it happened. Every.

Single. Time.

Ever since Prince Arthur and his two equally terrifying friends, Carl and Somto, joined the academy in their teens

and now, lecturing here. This was his new reality.

Why did | ever take this job? the VC thought bitterly. Retirement never looked more beautiful than it does now.

For goodness’ sake, the VC internally wailed, they were only sixteen when they got here... yet they already ruled

this academy with sheer presence alone.

Each of them was a different kind of nightmare.

Carl?

That boy wore a smile like a prince... but anyone who really knew him learned to fear it. Because the moment

that soft, charming curve lifted the corners of his lips, it usually meant:

“You should start running... Like right now.”

Somto?

That one was a strategist through and through. The type to write a ten year plan just to ruin your life after

graduation. Once, he helped the academy resolve a major crisis, everyone thought they were outsmarting him.

Until the endgcand it was revealed...

They weren't ten steps ahead. They were at least a hundred steps behind.

The whole academy had watched in awe, and slight horror, as even the elders of the academy bowed to the

terrifying precision of his mind.

And then, Arthur.

Cold, quiet, lethal.

He spoke rarely, his words were few, precise, and burned into memory like iron pressed into skin.

If you thought you were stubborn, and you kept poking him?

He wouldn't waste his breath arguing. No, he would drag you to the arena and beat you so soundly in front of

everyone that even your ancestors would rethink their life decisions.

These three didn’t just build reputations.

They carved legacies, before they even hit their teenage years.

He would never forget the day the royal council and the academy elders burst into celebration.

Why?

Because Carl, Somto, and Arthur, the continent's three most powerful youths, had chosen to enroll in Omniora

Academy.

At the time, he didn’t understand what the big deal was.

“It's Omniora,” he had thought. “Of course they'll chere. Where else would they go?”

But how wrong he had been.

Because they hadn't joined to learn.

No. They cwith missions. Each one of them had an agenda, and none of those agendas had anything to do

with absorbing knowledge from lecturers.

They were already too advanced.