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A Chosen Hero Who Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

In Eutimia, the people are divided into four castes: magic users of music and songs; food magic users; ordinary magic users; and those with no magic talent. And Marleen Harper just wanted to enjoy his normal life as the owner of a not-so-popular cooking school in Eutimia and a user of food magic when he received news of his parents' death from Iskandar Lennon, his best friend, whom he hadn't seen since he left the palace where he was raised as the younger brother of Marion Harper, the crown prince of the kingdom of Eutimia as well as his older brother. He, who initially only wants to continue to enjoy his normal life, is forced to face difficult choices when he finds out that he is the person in the legend who will determine the future of Eutimia, which is in danger thanks to the presence of Ciardha, a rebellious magician who wants to rule over Eutimia and the whole world by making himself the sole ruler, and who disturbs the peaceful life in Eutimia with various attacks aimed at magic users from the first and second castes, the highest caste in Eutimia. Which option will Marleen choose; to help save Eutimia from Ciardha's hands, or instead join Ciardha and create a new world that will change the whole order of life in Eutimia?

carmen_irene27 · Fantasy
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90 Chs

Chapter 14

I ruffled my hair, frustrated that I really had no idea about what to do now to get her to stop crying like she was now. I mumbled to myself while biting my lower lip and thinking of various words I could use to calm Shanon down, who was crying so hard that people around her started crying. The two of us started to get busy talking about me and Shanon, who was certain that what they were talking about right now wasn't something good.

"I'm so sorry... I didn't mean to make you cry like now, Shanon. I'm really sorry for what I said earlier."

Those were the only words that could escape my lips as if I had no idea what to say to make her stop crying in front of me like now. I should be able to say more than just an apology, but for some reason, I can feel my tongue getting numb, and it's hard for me to say more than what I can tell her in person.