They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System Chapter 587: Most Unsual

Nnenna waited until the door clicked shut, then stepped further inside. Her eyes road every corner carefully. The riddle led here. But I’ve searched this place countless tis already. What am I missing?

She let out a slow breath, forcing herself to focus. Her gaze swept across the neat shelves, the bed, the cabinet, the walls... searching for anything that didn’t belong.

Suddenly, her eyes landed on a box by the bedside.

Isn’t that where Carl’s dicine is kept?

Nnenna’s steps slowed as she approached, her thoughts racing. I’ve searched this room a hundred tis... everywhere but that dicine box. I assud it was safe since Carl and are the only ones with the password.

Her gaze flicked toward his unconscious face, her chest tightening. But what if we’re not the only one who has access to it, Carl? What if we just don’t know?

She grabbed the sleek box and pressed her index finger against the scanner. A soft click echoed in the quiet room, and the lid slid open with obedient ease.

"What do we have here?" she murmured under her breath.

Inside lay several small vials neatly arranged, each labeled in Carl’s careful handwriting. She picked one up, holding it against the light, her eyes narrowing.

So this is the dicine you created for yourself... She uncapped it, brought it close, and inhaled.

The sharp, alien scent made her brows knit. "As expected," she whispered. "None of these are dicines known to man. You really did create sothing unique to manage your condition."

Her grip on the vial tightened. But if soone tampered with this, just one drop of sothing else slipped in, it could explain everything. Maybe this is where the poison hides.

She set the vial back into the box, her mind whirring. I’ll have to test them. Maybe I’ll finally find sothing that shouldn’t be here. Maybe I can crack this mystery before ti runs out.

Her eyes hardened as she closed the box with a click. Whoever touched this without Carl’s knowledge... I’ll find you.

She opened another drawer and pulled out a small testing kit. Trust Carl, she thought with the faintest smile, a man who loves his work would keep everything handy, even here in his bedroom.

With practiced care, she drew small samples from each vial, her hands steady, her expression unreadable. The glass clinked softly as she arranged them back into the box in perfect order, hiding all traces of disturbance.

"I have a good feeling about this one, Carl," she whispered, holding one particular vial between her fingers. She slipped it into her pocket before shutting the box and placing it back exactly as she had found it.

Her next stop was clear.

The south wing of the castle.

It didn’t take long before she reached the laboratory, its door sliding open under her presence. Her breath caught for a mont as she stepped inside.

Rows of polished counters glead under hanging brass lamps, each surface covered with glass beakers, test tubes, and carefully labeled instrunts.

Tall shelves stacked with rare herbs, minerals, and chemicals lined the walls, and in the center stood advanced equipnt she had only seen in research centers.

Nnenna’s eyes swept across the room in quiet awe. This isn’t just a lab... this is a fortress of science. Whoever set this up made sure Carl lacked nothing.

Her lips curved faintly, but her eyes stayed sharp as she moved toward the main counter. "Perfect," she muttered. "Let’s see what secrets you’ve been hiding."

Nnenna set the vial on the counter and carefully drew the liquid into thin glass tubes. Her motions were precise, practiced, no wasted movents.

She ran the first basic separations, then heated tiny drops over fla to watch the reactions. One by one, familiar results appeared, the sa core compounds Carl had once explained to her.

She rembered his voice as clearly as if he were standing beside her:

"The symptoms align with poisoning... but it doesn’t match anything I’ve ever classified. Cyanosis without pulmonary obstruction. Paralysis creeping faster than a neurotoxin, yet not as direct. The pain—" she could almost see his hand trembling as he had admitted, "—is localized, then migrates. Whatever this is, it mimics known toxins, but doesn’t behave like them."

Her jaw tightened as she cross checked the readings against her notes of his formula. Everything matched what Carl had said he designed: the stabilizing compound, the mild analgesic, the regulator for his unique condition. Nothing was off, until the third slide under her microscope.

Her eyes narrowed.

There it was.

A trace elent glowing faintly under the reagent, sothing that should never have been there.

"Arsenide derivative..." she whispered. "But masked, altered. Soone spliced it in."

Her pulse quickened, though her face remained calm. Based on Carl’s design, this additive was not just foreign, it was lethal.

His formula was ant to hold his condition steady, to slow the strange poison attacking him. But this hidden compound was undoing all of it, twisting his own invention against him.

"Smart," she muttered bitterly. "They didn’t introduce a new poison, they contaminated his cure. The one thing he trusted most."

Her hands balled into fists at her sides. This wasn’t clumsy sabotage. Whoever did this understood Carl’s work well enough to corrupt it without him noticing.

And that ant the enemy was closer than she had dared to imagine.

Nnenna stood in the quiet laboratory, staring at the test results that confird her suspicion. "Arsenide derivative..." she muttered under her breath.

Her stomach tightened. If this really is what’s in Carl’s system, then soone has been slipping it into his dicine or food. And only soone close could do that.

Her gut dragged her back to the sa person again and again, Nanny.

She exhaled slowly, wiped her hands, and left the lab. Her footsteps carried her straight across the castle courtyard until she reached the servants’ building.

The air there was different, quieter, shadows hanging along the walls.