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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 22

I brought my hand to her wrist and pulled her slightly towards me to force Beth to refocus her attention on me, which she had been avoiding for a long time. That's when I saw the expression of sadness painted on her face, which made me, who originally intended to ask what he meant earlier, immediately cancel my intention and look at my best friend's face with a feeling of worry.

"Beth, what's going on? Are you okay?"

Instead of answering my question by telling me about how she is feeling right now, Beth prefers to shake her head and force her smile at me, which for some reason I don't like with the expression she is showing me right now.

I wanted her to answer my question earlier. That's all I want from her right now. And she didn't seem like she wanted to answer my question, because the next time she flashed a smile, I knew right away that she was deliberately smiling in front of me so that I would stop questioning her with questions she didn't want to answer.