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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 74

Instead of answering my question, he pushed my body so that I was lying on my bed and blinked my eyes, completely not understanding what he was thinking now.

Both of his hands then held mine I was about to push his body away from me, but his gaze kept looking at me who was still trying to let go of my hands from him.

Unfortunately, because of the difference in strength and our unequal physical appearance, I, who was no longer able to let go of my hands from him, could only cast my hateful gaze at my best friend who smiled broadly.

"Finally you gave up too. And I like the way you look now. You look so much sexier than before."

"Huh? What do you mean by th–"

I haven't had time to continue my words because he immediately sealed my lips with his kiss.

He kept kissing my lips, forcing me to accept his kiss which was hard for me to follow because it was too fast and brutal.