Volume 5 Chapter 59: Sometimes Fighting Is Not Worth It


    <span style="text-decoration:underline"><span style="font-weight:400">Volume 5 Chapter 59: Sometimes Fighting Is Not Worth It


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Herrick, do you have to bring the nt everywhere?" Melor grabbed his head as he stared at his friend. He was so confused by him now. Initially, he thought of him as the strongest student. Way more than him!


    <span style="font-weight:400">Herrick was the same as Melor, pursuing strength. However, what he was now was,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Little Herc, here''s some water," Herrick started to spray some water onto the nt. The nt came with him everywhere he went. On Herrick were tools to help the nt: a spray bottle on the waist whenever he needed water and a shovel for more soil.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"I have to bring him with me at all times!" Herrick red, which caused Melor to raise his hand. Forget I said anything.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"But don''t you think you need to tone it down?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"If I did, little Herc would die." Herrick couldn''t do anything about it. This bud was fickle; one look away was enough for it to start wilting!


    <span style="font-weight:400">He couldn''t let it happen. With how hard he worked on it with Fira, there was no way he could let it go down the drain. As he continued to watch the nt,


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hey, isn''t that the insane person?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How could he be so much of an idiot?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">While Herrick and Melor walked down the hallway, some students demeaned them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"How dare you!" Melor raised his fist.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Melor, it''s not worth it," Herrick said, shaking his head, which widened Melor''s eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Hah! Did the arrogant lion be a cub?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Go and run back to your master!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those guys continued tough at him as they walked away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Okay! Where has your backbone gone?!" Melor couldn''t believe it! Where did the regr Herrick go?! He would have smacked them if they talked to him like that!


    <span style="font-weight:400">"You know, fighting is not the only thing we could do," "Eh?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sometimes we shouldn''t fight those little people for no reason," Herrick smiled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Melor said nothing as he grabbed Herrick by the shoulders, "Who are you? And what happened to the old Herrick?"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Eh?" "What is wrong with you?!"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Nothing is wrong with me! It''s just that there are times fighting is not worth it," Herrick realized. Was there really a need to fight a person like that?


    <span style="font-weight:400">If those people couldn''t say it to his face, that meant they were scared of him. It would have been a waste of strength if he had done it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"But you usually punch them in the face,"


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Melor, we''re princes. That means we have to ignore those people for the greater good." Herrick stated calmly as he raised the pot in the air.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Sometimes I wonder if Keith is feeding you something strange."


    <span style="font-weight:400">"He feeds me well. My stomach has never felt any better." This was true. No one on the ind could say they weren''t getting fed. They felt so full because of Keith.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"..." Melor sighed. When he ate Keith''s food, he understood what he meant. It was delicious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">"Well, I''m going to head home now," Herrick stated as he returned to the ind. And when he entered the ind,


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