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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 21

Yep. As she told me while beating me after she listened to my explanation about the reason I wanted to see Shanon today, Beth continued to beat me up without giving me a chance to run away from her. And she only stopped beating me after she was satisfied that she had given what she called a 'deserved punishment for all the foolishness I've done to Shanon'.

Once she was satisfied with beating me, she let go of me and gave me permission to go back to my bed with a triumphant smile that made me want to get her out of my room as soon as possible. But I immediately shook off the idea of ​​kicking her out of my room as soon as I imagined her future response if I kicked her out of my room which would certainly be far more terrible than what she had done to me earlier.