My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!

Eren looked back, sighing. It seemed like the universe was conspiring against him. Everything that could go wrong, had. He could feel a many powerful presences closing in, each radiating an aura far stronger than the Hellhounds he'd faced before.

These were the elite that he had seen before. They were the guardians of the Draconian Girl.

"How did you notice me?" The girl's voice held a note of genuine surprise. She had entered his spell's domain cloaked in the silencing magic of Dragon Tongue, erasing her presence completely.

Even if he was strong, detecting her under those conditions should have been impossible unless she actively exuded hostility or killing intent. Yet, here he was, seemingly aware of her arrival. Was he even stronger than she had initially assumed? She wondered.

Eren remained silent, a flicker of unease in his eyes. He wouldn't admit it aloud, but he hadn't actually sensed her presence at all. It was a stroke of luck, a fortunate miscalculation on the part of her guards.

They had entered his range without bothering to mask their own auras. Their presence was evident, and if they were here, it was clear that they were following the girl.

After all, what good were protectors who strayed from the one they were supposed to guard? It wasn't as if they would have cared more about the fate of a few Hellhounds over their master's sister.

The girl also cancelled her stealth spell as there was no point to keep it up. She was already detected, or so she thought.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Eren had thought that he could kill the Hellhounds fast and leave the city before the incident could be detected. That's why he had given it his all when killing the Hellhounds, even releasing his absolute dragon of beginning form.

Albeit, he wasn't fast enough. If it was anyone else, he could have killed them, even if they were Hellhounds. But it just had to be that Draconian Girl who was protected by so many people.

If he attacked her, her guards were going to jump in. No matter how fast he was, the incident was going to spiral out of control.

"Do you need something from me?" he asked the girl, cleaning the blood in his hand with a handkerchief like a gentleman.

Even though she was someone he didn't want to come across, it was undeniable that she didn't show any hostility towards him yet. It was as if she didn't really care about the Hellhounds.

She looked more curious about him than the death of Hellhounds.

If he could just convince her to ignore everything that he saw here, then it was for the best. If not, then he might be needing a second hostage.

As he spoke, he took a step towards the girl. Before his foot could even touch the ground, a barrage of killing intent barged in, warning him against approaching the girl.

A woman, dressed in a black robe appeared behind the draconian girl, her eyes being blood red. Her killing intent was the strongest, as if she had already killed many strong people in the past.

"Your guards are being really scary. I might have a heart attack from fear at this rate."

Eren smiled, keeping the handkerchief back in his inventory. Although he talked about being scared, there was not a single sign of fear on his face.

"Space magic without any fluctuations?" The Draconian Girl revealed even more surprise.

Space Magic was the most special magic in hell. It was the magic that was considered even one step above the Dragon Tongue.

There was only one person in this world who could use spatial magic without using any external tools. And that person was none other than the First Primordial.

Eren was already very special in her eyes because of his Dragon Bloodline. But if he could use the space magic as well, his value shot up incredibly high.

It was as if Eren was a combination of the First Primordial and the Second Primordial. She didn't know how well he could control the element of space. Even if he was only able to use it barely, it was still an incredible feat.

"I... I want you." The girl exclaimed, realizing that a slave like this could truly help her family rise even higher than the First Primordial.

Even though the Eight Primordials were said to be close to each other, only those in the inner circle knew that there was always friction between them, especially amongst the top.

It was especially worse between the First Primordial and the Second Primordial. The First Primordial was considered the strongest, which made people consider him as the default king of hell.

Her brother hated that fact. Unfortunately, he couldn't find a way to suppress the First Primordial who had no weakness at all.

The First Primordial had a lover and a brother in law which might be considered his weakness, but her brother knew that it was far from being the case.

Even with that weakness, the first primordial couldn't be controlled. He was the true master of space after all. If anything, it was going to make him really upset which might be bad for her brother as well.

They needed something... Something that could change the status quo of hell. In front of her was just that opportunity.

The girl flew past Eren, appearing in front of Yevni. "Are you his owner? I will pay you whatever you need. Hand his slave seal to us!"

Yevni didn't know what to say. Slave seal? Eren had nothing like that. Even if she wanted, she couldn't hand over the control of that person. She wasn't the owner after all.

Eren scratched the back of his head, being just as much at a loss as Yevni. He finally understood why he didn't feel any hostility from the draconian girl, despite the sight she had witnessed.

It was because her eyes were filled with greed to the point that there was no room for hostility.