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

Chapter 505: Something From Deep Within Her

Her form wasn’t perfect, but she was fast.

Arthur dodged effortlessly, catching her wrist mid swing and flipping her over his shoulder.

Crash.

She hit the ground hard.

Carl and Somto tensed in their seats.

Arthur waited.

She groaned, pushing herself back up. Her lip trembled, but she didn’t quit.

Strike. Block. Spin. Kick.

Arthur met her every move like a stone wall. His footwork was minimal. Controlled. Mastered.

Her breathing grew shallow, each limb aching more with every failed attempt.

Then cthe fifth fall.

This tshe didn’t get up immediately.

Carl shot up from his seat. "Arthur, that’s enough!"

Arthur didn’t look at him. "Sit down."

"She's in pain! You're being too hard on her—!"

"She's not done," Arthur said, eyes still locked on Nnenna. "And if you interfere, she’ll never reach what's ahead

of her."

Somto stood, fists clenched. "She’s not a machine—!"

"Sit. Down." Arthur's voice thundered with finality, sharp as a blade. "She chose this path. She knew the rules.

Don’t insult her by stepping in now."

But even as the young men hesitated, watching her battered form still struggling to stand, they couldn't take it

anymore.

Carl moved.

"Stop," Nnenna’s voice cracked as she knelt on one knee.

Her hair was a mess. Her lip was bleeding. But her eyes... they burned with something primal.

"Please..." she whispered, barely audible. "Don’t interfere."

Carl froze mid step. Somto clenched his jaw and slowly sat down again.

Arthur stared at her, silently.

Inside her chest, her heart roared with frustration.

What more do you want from me?!

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A soft voice rang in her mind.

"You're hurting... Lethelp you. Use your good points—"

"No," she gritted through clenched teeth. "If | win, it won't be because of you. It'll be me."

"...Then I'll wait."

Her vision blurred from exhaustion. Her legs trembled. Her arms felt like lead.

And still, she stood.

Arthur's expression shifted, only slightly. The faintest flicker of something... not pity, but recognition.

She cagain. Barely standing, barely breathing, but she moved.

Left strike. Right feint. Low sweep

He countered with ease, trapping her movement with a wrist lock and spinning her body away again.

She crashed for the sixth time.

The world tilted.

Her bones screamed in protest, her spirit threatened to crack.

Why am | even trying!

And then something snapped.

Not pain.

Not fear.

But instinct.

From deep within her, older than the year two or year three teachings. Her body moved before her mind could

follow.

A rapid shuffle step, fluid and explosive. Her hand twisted upward, elbow tucked, a unique pivot of the wrist

Arthur's eyes widened. Too late.

Crack!

She slammed her palm into his chest using a spiral force unique to one particular form.

He skidded backward, his stance broken for the first tin the entire duel.

The technique, he knew it.

He hadn't taught her that.

Only one person had ever learned that from him. And it was—

"...Impossible," he whispered.

The memory flashed across his mind, a memory from more than a decade ago.

He looked at her, stunned into silence.

And she, just realizing what she had done, blinked once, and then swayed.

Her knees gave way.

Before her body could hit the ground, Somto was already there. He dashed forward, catching her gently in his

arms.

"Nnenna..."

She collapsed against his chest, too weak to even lift her head. Her breathing was shallow but steady.

Somto held her tightly, pressing his lips together as he looked down at her bruised face.

His heart twisted.

Carl's voice cracked through the air as he rushed across the field.

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He tossed his phone aside and dropped to his knees beside Nnenna.

She lay in Somto’s arms, barely conscious. Her breath cin short, faint bursts. Her skin was too pale. Too

cold.

"I've got her," Carl said sharply.

Somto shifted, allowing Carl space. Carl was already checking her pulse with one hand, the other hovering near

her collarbone.

"Heart's beating, but it's weak." His

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recovery position, elevating her head

with his hand. He bd eff his jacket

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her airway open, unfastened the top

of her training vest to let her breathe

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"She's not in danger, but she needs rest, and fluids. Her system's just overworked. Likely a mix of fatigue and

mild collapse."

Carl pulled out the handkerchief from his coat pocket and dabbed her forehead, brushing damp strands of hair

away from her face.

She didn’t respond. But her eyelids fluttered.

He exhaled.

Good. Still responsive.

He rubbed her wrists lightly, stimulating blood flow, murmuring more to himself than anyone else, "Con,

Nnenna. You're tougher than this."

Behind them, Arthur still hadn't moved.

He stood several paces back, eyes locked on the scene, arms stiff at his sides. Silent. Watching.

Carl, meanwhile, continued with quiet, precise motions, lifting Nnenna’s hand, checking her fingers, scanning for

tension or reaction.

No visible broken bones. No bruising. Just a drained, overheated body that had pushed too hard.

He glanced at her face again.

Of course you pushed past your limit... again.

He said nothing more, but his hands moved with a little more care.

Moments passed like that, Carl steady, focused, treating her with minimal words. Somto beside them, holding

her hand. Arthur frozen in place.

And then, faintly, Nnenna stirred. Her lips parted, the faintest breath escaping.

Carl paused. Then gave a soft nod.

"She's stabilizing. The ambulance will be here any minute. We just have to keep her comfortable till then."

He did not look up. He didn’t need to.

You're safe now, he thought quietly.