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

"Hahaha, great! That\'s really great! You are truly my good daughter!" The Kiel Family Head exclaimed, his face brightening up with happiness as he patted his daughter\'s head.

"Young Master Fey will be waiting for you." Laughing, he turned around to leave. "Make sure to do anything you can to win his heart."

With his daughter\'s agreement, everything was set. He didn\'t have to worry about anything. As long as his daughter could steal the heart of Fey, then she was going to become the queen of this planet when Fey achieved his goal.

He was about to step out of the room when he suddenly remembered another thing that he wanted to ask her.

He stopped and turned around. "I heard that there was a stranger accompanying you? Who was he? Also, why don\'t I see him?"

"What do you mean by stranger? It was a Kiel Family Guard who escorted me back. It seems the servants confused him with a stranger since they don\'t know the faces of all the guards properly."

The girl simply shrugged innocently. Her father didn\'t question her words either. It was true that the Kiel Family had recently been recruiting many guards, and even the estate manager didn\'t know the faces of all of them.

The Leader of the Kiel Family Guards knew them, but he had already been killed by Anya.

"It seems I would have to select a new leader of the guards soon, or it might get confusing if people start suspecting each other because they don\'t know better," he said, shaking his head as he left the room.

The door was closed behind him.

Only after the Kiel Family Patriarch left the room, Eren appeared behind the girl, revealing that he had always been here.

It was just that the Kiel Family Patriarch was too weak to see through his dragon magic which had been growing stronger with his increased comprehension.

"Your acting skills are not bad," Eren said, taking a seat near the girl. He picked up the cup of tea, taking a sip from it.

Ruby watched him in a daze, slightly embarrassed. It was the same cup from which she had taken a sip in front of her father. She couldn\'t help but wonder if this could be called an indirect kiss.

"I only followed your instructions. But do you really want me to go to his room?" she asked with slight hesitation, wondering if Eren wanted her to assassinate Fey.

Fey was someone who was able to control her father. Was she strong enough to defeat him, even if he didn\'t have his guard against her?

She even worried that he might control her the same way he controlled her father before she could even do anything to him.

"I will be the one going to his room. I still have an old score to settle with that guy," Eren stated before putting the empty cup back on the table.

He casually glanced towards the door, thinking about the reaction of the Kiel Family Head.

"I wonder if his enslavement skill had grown stronger," he mumbled, realizing that the Kiel Family Head\'s reaction was quite strange.

He had dealt with Fey in the past. Previously, his slaves couldn\'t reject his others. Despite that, their real emotions or resistance could be seen in their eyes. It was clear that they didn\'t want to follow his instructions but they had no choice.

This time, it was different. It was as if the Kiel Family Patriarch was trying his best to please Fey. It wasn\'t just his body that was being controlled but his kind and consciousness as well, which made his skill even more dangerous.

"What a peculiar skill. If only I could steal it."

"Did you say something?" Ruby asked, watching Eren talk to himself.

"It was nothing. You don\'t have to worry about it. Just stay here and relax. I will deal with that man myself." Eren stood up and walked over to the window, overlooking the entire city.

The sun had already started setting with the night drawing closer. It was not long before he was going to meet Fey once more.

This time, it was clear that the person was not a clone. As he was controlling so many people who were not on the level of an overlord, it made sense for him to come here personally.

Moreover, as per the Wind Tower Master, her son couldn\'t create a second clone since his last one was killed by Eren, which injured the real one.

At least that was the case until he broke through the next realm, which was impossible for someone who relied on the strength of other people.

\'If I was back on earth, just the thought of killing people would be seen as wrong.\' Eren thought, looking at the setting sun in the distance.

Just like the sun was setting, bringing the onslaught of the night; his morals from earth had also long disappeared.

His hands were stained in blood, but he didn\'t feel even the slightest regret, as if this was perfectly normal for him.

He had killed for survival. Everything he did was to protect himself. At least that was the justification he gave himself for such things.

He couldn\'t help but wonder how many people he might have to kill in this long journey. He was strong, but still he had to worry about his life constantly. Just where was the end of this journey?

Just when was he going to reach a point when he didn\'t have to worry about death? He wondered.