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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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91 Chs

Chapter 79

I then tried my best to put together the puzzle and place it into a bag that appeared out of nowhere in my left hand. 

As I felt the puzzle pieces getting closer, I tried to reach them and put them inside the bag.

However, when I soon managed to get them, the rest of the puzzle pieces disappeared all of a sudden without a trace.

As if they had never been there before I came here.

"Damn it!"

"Concentrate, Marleen! You don't have much time!"

That voice…

Did it appear again?

I nodded my head as I realized that there was no time for me to keep thinking about that missing puzzle piece. 

All I have to do now is concentrate on bringing up the door I created earlier.

I tried to close my eyes and focus on the image of the door that I had managed to imagine for a few moments. 

Then I opened my eyes and saw the large red door that I had seen earlier.