The Fate Of The World Is In My Hands, But All I Want To Do Is Eat! - Chapter 254

Chapter 254: He was such a a predictable one Chapter 254: He was such a a predictable one Alice sat on the benches, swinging her legs and watching as the students began to choose their specified weapons and what they thought they would be good at.

“You’re not going to pick one?” Leo asked.

He was sitting above her and she looked up.

“No rush.” She said.

“I’ll just pick up what’s left.

It’s not like I’m planning to be good at it anyway.” She dropped her head and watched them again.

Clarissa picked up a bow and arrow.

No surprise there.

She literally almost got her with her ice arrows, which were pretty cool, by the way.

With proper training, those arrows could be lethal to even an S-class monster.

“Wow, I leveled up all of a sudden.” One of the students said in excitement, looking at his system screen and his friends gathered around him.

“For real?

How’d that happen?” “This means you’re getting stronger, bro.

Congrats.” “Ah, I guess I’m lucky, hm?

I just picked up the sword and my window popped up saying I’d leveled up.” “That should mean you have a great affinity with the sword.” Philip said, appearing behind them and it startled them.

He could not see his window but just examining him, he could tell there was a slight difference.

Just a tiny one but it was okay.

“The weapons are not high level, but they are not low either.

They’re all made from highly refined mana stones because the agency and the government wish for you kids to bring out the best of your potential.” He took the sword from him and unsheathed it.

“And that’s not going to happen if it’s all low-level junk, don’t you think?” He swung the sword to the side, safe from any of the kids and his slash was smooth.

The blades were shining, sharp, and dangerous.

The students marveled, clapping their hands at his smooth swing.

“This is their sincerity to your growth, so you kids have to be sincere and put your all into this event.

Understand?” He sheathed the sword again and they nodded.

“Yes,” Philip handed the sword back to him and said, “When you join a guild, make sure to use a sword.

It’ll bring out your full potential.” “I will.

Thank you, coach.

You’re amazing.” He said and Philip’s head blew in pride.

Alice watched him, sensing the prideful air that suddenly clouded his head from behind complimented and adored by the students.

He was such a predictable one.

‘He’s like a kid who wants nothing but recognition.

It makes him happy.

He’s so simple.’ She thought, resting her back on Leo’s leg.

“You’d think that that’s all he ever wants.” As soon as she thought that, a sudden image flashed through her head.

It was dark but she could tell it was a half body.

There were blood trails following the upper body as he crept with one hand as the other hand been lost in the battle he fought.

He was trying to get away from the scene after being victorious, trying so hard.

But for what reason?

Why fight anymore when he was in such a condition?

He wasn’t giving up his life, even if he had been split in two.

She stood in front of him, staring in horror and a trembling heart.

She knelt down before him.

“I don’t want to.

I don’t want to.” She heard him say with his rough breath.

“I don’t want to die.

Don’t let me die.” The painful words that echoed from his slowly fading consciousness broke Alice’s heart.

She picked him up and saw his ragged, bruised, and partially burnt face filled with tears as he kept muttering, “I don’t want to die.” Alice watched his face, her own eyes tearing up as she watched him cry his heart out.

“Please, all I wanted…

All I wanted was for him to recognize my efforts.

Why wouldn’t…?” He wheezed, his heart slowly reaching its limits.

“Why wouldn’t he give me the recognition I needed?

Why?

What…

What did I do wrong?” He shouted at the top of his lungs with his pained voice.

He was suffering with his lower body split and his guts spewing out of his body.

He was in pain.

But she could tell that none of that compared to the pain he felt in his heart.

It haunted him and put him down for too long, and he did not want to die without fulfilling his heart’s desire.

It did not matter if he was a half-human being, it didn’t matter if he was no longer extraordinary, he just…

“He’s gone.” Alice said with a sad and low voice.

“He’s been gone for a while.

So, who will you prove yourself to?” These words seemed to calm him down as he did not say anything else just letting the beat of tears flood his face and wash off his sorrow.

“You made it longer than he did, so…

Take pride in that.” She said, her tears falling on his face and helping him wash his sorrow a little faster.

But she forced out a smile and said, “You won.

Take pride and rest now…

brother.” He had died but his eyes were still open.

Alice cried, clutching his body tightly.

Once again, in her arms…

there was nothing she could do.

Nothing at all.

She closed his eyes and kept weeping.

“What did ‘I’ do wrong?

What is it?

Why do you all have to leave me?” A bright golden light shone around them, and her eyes glowed golden, but she could only cry with muffled breaths.

“Alice,” Leo called, placing his hand on her shoulder and she jolted out of the memory.

Her heart raced and more or less, it felt like a boulder was pressed against it.

“Are you okay?” He asked, stretching a hanky towards her and she blinked, looking away.

“Ah, for a moment there,” she took the hanky from him and cleaned the blood rolling down from her nose.

“I just…

Had a memory but…

I don’t know who it’s of.” Leo looked at her weirdly.

Was it about someone in the field?

He looked around and then his eyes fell on Philip.

Wait, it couldn’t be that, right?

Leo had to admit but even if he scanned through her memories during her previous life, there were a lot of things he missed.

There were quite a number of instances that he felt were insignificant and did not need to be looked at deeply, so he did not look through all of her memories because he was in haste.

That was why he missed a few of the memories she locked in her heart.

Memories of the pink room Big Stach usually locked the kids in, memories of Clarissa, and things like that.

If he had looked through all of them, maybe he wouldn’t be so clueless and would be able to help her completely.

No, if he did, then they would’ve run out of time.

“The memory was…” She clutched her chest.

“It was bitter and I…

I called the other person ‘brother’.

Leo, did I discover a family in my previous life?” Leo bit his lip.

What was he going to say?

He shook his head and said, “I’m sorry but I have no idea.” He said.

“I didn’t look through every single one of your memories before returning you to the past, so I have no idea.” He lowered his head.

“Forgive me.” “Hey, what’s with that guilty attitude?” Alice asked and he raised his head.

“It’s not a big deal, and it’s not your fault, so don’t act like I’m blaming you for anything.

I just…

Got curious.” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Author_fredah Oh, oh, oh.

That’s a bad memory, y’all.

He died.

It’s him, you all know it