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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 62

I don't know how many days I locked myself in my room. I might even have missed my parents' funeral. I feel like I don't want to do anything other than sleep and try to move my right hand, which is now starting to move if I move it slowly. It still feels a bit stiff, but much better than it was back then. The bandage that covered my wound has now been removed. There's only a small wound that I feel will go away after some time.

It's just, it's just…

"I can't cook like I used to..."

I sighed softly. I looked at the nightstand filled with food and drink that Beth seemed to have secretly prepared for me while I was asleep. Even though he knew I hadn't touched anything other than the drink he prepared, he still brought it for me.