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

Waa this formation the reason that there was no mist here? Eren couldn't be certain. If that was the case, it meant that the entire city was one big formation that was absorbing the essence of death. But for what reason?

His attention was soon drawn to a commotion further down the market. A group of people had gathered around a raised platform, their voices being loud. Curious, Eren made his way towards the crowd.

As he drew closer, he saw a man standing on the platform, his voice being heard across the marketplace. He was advertising the wares of a nearby merchant.

Eren lightly shook his head. He had thought that something interesting was happening, but it was quite boring for him. He made his way towards the north.

Suddenly, the man's voice faltered. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he pointed a trembling finger towards the edge of the crowd.

"Look!" he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "It's… it's a Dragonkin!"

The crowd erupted in a frenzy, their attention shifting from the man to the newcomer. Eren, sensing the sudden shift in atmosphere, turned to see who had caused such a stir.

Standing at the edge of the crowd was a woman, her tall, slender figure radiating a graceful aura.

Her skin was the color of polished jade, and her eyes beautiful with an emerald fire. But it was her hair that drew the most attention, vibrant green locks that flowed down her back like a living waterfall.

"I never thought I would see a Dragonkin in this life! Aren't there only two left in this world?"

"Doesn't that mean she is..."

"She is 'his' Sister."

Eren watched with interest as the girl moved through the parting crowd.

He couldn't help but wonder what her purpose was in this city. From the conversation of the people around him, he learned that she was an important person in the Hierarchy of Hell.

She was the younger sister of the second strongest person in Hell. And here she was, walking around the Hellhound City that was one of the farthest cities to the Capital.

"She doesn't even have any security around her," Eren was really intrigued about the purpose of the girl. "No, she has security."

He noticed many powerful auras hiding around your crowd, secretly following the girl. There were also many on top of nearby buildings, watching over her.

"They are hiding. They are following her secretly, ready to kill anyone who shows even the slightest hostility. Interesting."

The only dragons he had seen were the Sea Dragons, but the dragons in hell were clearly different. Normally, he would have been more interested in a Dragonkin.

Unfortunately, he didn't have time to spare. Yevni was missing. She had most probably betrayed him. Assuming the time it was going to take her to reach the City Lord, he didn't have much time to waste.

He had to leave this city before it was placed on a lockdown.

Eren turned away and started making his way towards the North. He didn't realize that someone had started paying attention to him.

The young girl that everyone was staring at, was looking in the direction of Eren. Even she didn't understand why, but there was something that was stimulating her bloodline.

In his world, her Bloodline was one of the superior bloodlines. It was rare for her Bloodline to be stimulated.

She could count on one hand the number of times she had held her bloodline getting excited. And it was always in front of the other Primordials.

Was the young man also one of the Primordials in disguise? She pondered for a moment, before catching sight of the slave bracelet on Eren's left wrist.

"An Outsider?" For a moment she couldn't believe her eyes, but there was no doubt about it. It was a real slave bracelet.

A Primordial would never wear something like that, even if they were to take a disguise. They would have found even the idea of holding a slave bracelet in their hands disgusting, let alone actually wearing it.

There was no doubt about it. Eren was an outsider with a dangerous bloodline which could even stimulate her bloodline.

With such a bloodline, could that person really be weak? Was it because he didn't even know about his bloodline or how to use it?

It wasn't the first time she had seen people who had lived the life of the weak, unaware about their own unique characteristics. If that was the case, she had to get that slave.

She rushed through the crowd, trying to catch up to Eren. However as she was getting closer to him, she saw his figure getting blurry. Right in front of her eyes, Eren turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The girl came to a sudden halt, looking around in surprise. He was able to use abilities? Did his owner allow him to use his abilities? Normally, owners didn't allow that. Something really didn't add up about Eren.

....

Eren was planning to leave the city as soon as possible, not even realizing that he had caught a girl's attention.

He didn't know the girl was trying to chase after him. His mind was more distracted by Yevni's presence that he was finally able to feel.

It wasn't just her presence. He was also able to feel the scent of blood, due to his heightened senses.

He disappeared from within the crowded street, which was more distracted by the Dragonkin's appearance.

He moved so fast that his figure almost became a blur, only to stop when he appeared at the entrance of an alley.

The moment he looked inside the alley, his expressions shifted. He didn't even know how to react to the sight.

Inside the valley, he saw three Hellhounds. They were different from the man he had seen before. It was more as if they had transformed into their real self.

The Hellhounds were beasts that moved on four feet. They looked roughly similar to a wolf, if one was to ignore the fierce flames of hell that were all over their bodies.

They were also much larger than a normal wolf. They were over three meters tall, which made Eren appear tiny before them.