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

In the unknown corners of the Mythical Hero Academy, there was a grand hall which was dimly lit. The only source of light in this grand hall were the candles that were all around the hall, flickering silently.

All around the hall, there were many cylindrical containers that were made from glass with an unknown liquid filled inside.

Most of these containers were empty but there were some which were not empty. Instead, they contained lifeless bodies.

The bodies inside these containers belonged to some unknown Beast Species from the Southern Continent as well as some humans.

The most eye-catching specimen was inside the glass container in the center as it was a lifeless body of someone extremely important.

The body had multiple wounds and even many holes that made the brutality, with which the person was killed, evident.

If Eren was here, he would have quite an easy time recognising the lifeless body inside the main container as it belonged to none other than the first Transmigrator that he had killed.

It was the body of Aster, who was the Vice Dean of the Academy. He was killed in the Coastal City, but his heart was not devoured.

When Mist went to the Coastal City, she recovered the body and brought it back to the Academy. For someone as special as Aster, even his body was an important material that could further research into the variety of spatial phenomena.

As the person was already dead, she handed over his body to the Ghost Queen who was the best researcher in the Academy when it came to death.

The Ghost Queen placed her hand over the glass as she looked at the lifeless corpse inside the container with greed in her eyes.

"To think that there would still be a soul inside that body. Even after dying, your soul refuses to leave this body. What a greedy person you are, my dear Aster."

"However, it\'s all the better for me. With your soul being so weak, I should be able to place a seal on it. After I bring you back to life, you will be my best servant, unlike your old arrogant self."

The Ghost Queen\'s voice echoed softly within the hall. She leaned closer, her breath fogging up the glass of the container. Her eyes were brimming with curiosity and hunger.

"Do you remember the day you walked these halls with pride, Aster? Do you remember how you sliced my budget and even threatened to expel me for failure?" she whispered, her fingers tracing the outline of his face on the glass. "The day you thought you were invincible, untouchable. How the mighty have fallen."

Aster\'s body, floating in the unknown liquid, showed no signs of the torment it had endured. Yet, the residual soul energy clung to it.

Even the Ghost Queen didn\'t know that it wasn\'t just one soul but two souls that were inside this body. All she could feel was a weak soul essence which she believed to belong to Aster only.

Even though Aster\'s body was dead, his soul was very much alive, thanks to the protection his soul received with the arrival of the Transmigrator from another world.

\'Are you listening to this bi*ch? She\'s talking about turning us into slaves! Do something to stop her!" The Soul of Earth\'s Aster called out to the real Aster.

"The body is completely dead. What do you think I can do about that now?" the real Aster asked in return, even though he was also just as frustrated.

He believed that he really should have killed this crazy woman the day she had suggested killing and experimenting on her colleagues in the past.

If she hadn\'t been so talented to the point that Mist was paying attention to her, he would have already killed her in the past. Now he regretted that decision. It was much better to die in the Coastal City than fall in the hands of this crazy woman.

"To bind your soul, I must first weaken it further," the woman murmured, almost to herself, not realizing that Aster could hear everything. "A soul tethered to its body, yet severed from life, is a rare thing indeed. But you, Aster, are no ordinary man."

"To weaken and bind your soul, I would have to take more lives. I suppose it\'s a good thing that you aren\'t here to nag me about it. With the Academy, there are so many \'resources\' just wandering about. I will be right back..." A crazy smirk spread on her lips as the woman turned around to leave.

She reached the door and opened it to leave, only to be stunned as she caught the sight of a few people standing on the other side of the door. It was a young looking man who looked like he was just about to knock on the door before it was opened.

Behind him, there were a few more men who were carrying a steel cage in which two women were unconscious.

"Who are you? And what is the meaning of this?\' the Ghost Queen asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Professor Axxel sent us here. We have two prisoners from the East who he believed might be of use to the Ghost Queen," the young man said, gracefully.

"Aren\'t you from the east as well?" The Ghost Queen looked at Ancestral Elder Yang with great interest, especially since that person did not look weak either.

"I have always been a part of the Hero Academy, working as a spy. I have finally returned to my rightful home," the Ancestral Elder Yang said calmly.

"How interesting. But you are right on time. I did need a few people... However, two girls are far from enough. So..." She walked closer to the Ancestral Elder Yang, placing her hand on the back of his neck, pulling him closer.

"So why don\'t you also stay behind and let me show you something really really fun." As she said, she licked the earlobe of Ancestral Elder Yang, who was momentarily lost in seduction, not even noticing that her scent had started putting him to sleep.