My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!-Chapter 602: The last link

602 Chapter 602: The last link

The servant had believed, for a brief moment, that he might have survived seeing the things that he shouldn't have seen. But when he saw a claw coming out of his chest, he realized that the reality was quite different.

He had seen Jenia being embarrassed by an outsider. She couldn't let him live to tell the others that she was played by an outsider. She had to kill him and that's what she did when Estelia wasn't here to see it.

After she killed the servant, she dragged her corpse away from the place, ensuring that not even a single drop of blood was left behind.

Inside the room, Estelia was focused on the stage, waiting for the auction to begin. She didn't care about other things, but Eren was different from her.

More than the stage, she was interested in the surroundings. His divine consciousness had spread out, to observe the other rooms.

The rooms were made with the abilities of people from hell in mind. They weren't made with his abilities in mind, that came from the world of cultivation. His divine consciousness remained unaffected, and was able to spread out.

He had seen Jenia kill the servant, which made him frown. She was so swift and ruthless in her action, that it surprised him as well. He was sure that it would've been him, if he hadn't fought back when she attacked him.

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Even now, when Estelia had told her that he was their guest that couldn't be attacked, he didn't believe that Jenia was going to care much about that if she had an opportunity.

As Eren peeked into the neighboring room, he saw the Sister of the Second Primordial, who had taken her seat as well. She was here representing her brother and had been provided the second-best room in the entire auction house.

Yevni was also in her room, but she looked somewhat restless beside the Dragon Princess.

She told the Princess, "That's right. From his actions, I'm certain that it was his first time in hell. He arrived around the same time as the other outsiders, most of whom were caught by the Seventh Primordial."

"Did he know the other outsiders?" the Dragon Princess asked, trying to learn as much as she could about Eren.

She had already asked everything, but she had failed to find anything significant. The only link she had to Eren's past was through the outsiders who had appeared in the Nightwing Clan Territory at the same time.

'Keep digging into my past. It doesn't change anything,' Eren thought, as he stopped paying attention to the Princess.

The only way to dig into his past and find his real identity was through those from the Necromancer Tower. Even if some of them were alive, they were likely suffering a fate worse than death after being caught by the Seventh Primordial.

The Dragon Princess could not ask the Seventh Primordial to hand them over, as the two were in different camps. The Seventh Primordial was related to the first primordial, and had conflict with her brother.

As far as he could guess, those prisoners were never going anywhere. It was a dead end for the Princess, and she also knew it.

He shifted his attention to the other rooms and discovered that almost all the VIP rooms had guests. Some of them even had a few Primordials he had seen before. They were the Fourth, Fifth Primordials.

Only the first three Primordials were not here personally. It made Eren wonder just what was going to be auctioned here that the strongest Primordials didn't care about, but the weaker Primordials couldn't ignore.

He could also see the manager of the auction house moving from one VIP room to another, occasionally wiping cold sweat from his forehead. He had never had such a stressful day in his life, having encountered so many Primordials personally.

He asked the Primordials if they were comfortable in the rooms and if they needed anything to make their stay more comfortable. He also handed them the list of the items that were going to be auctioned.

At last, the manager entered their room, and Eren stopped spying on other rooms. He watched the Manager enter with the list of the items.

"We already have a list. We don't need another," Estelia waved a scroll that was delivered to her home by the Auction House.

"Of course I know. I was the one who personally delivered the list of auctioned items to our special patrons. But this is the updated list, as there have been a few last minute additions." The Manager respectfully placed the new scroll on the table, before stepping back.

"Please go through the updated list, and see if anything catches your attention," he said, before turning to leave. However, not before taking another glance at the mysterious outsider who was sitting right next to Estelia.

He still didn't know the identity of this person, only a few vague rumours. There was even a rumor that he was a distant relative of the first Primordial. If it was true, then his identity was definitely significant.

He swiftly turned away to leave the room, keeping his thoughts to himself.

"While you're leaving, can you arrange a servant outside our room?" Eren reminded the Manager. "The last one seems to have disappeared, which I'm sure has nothing to do with Miss Jenia's temper."

The Manager gulped heavily, understanding the implications. But he could also feel that these words were not directed towards him. He was simply used as a means to an end, and the words were truly meant for Estelia to know.

"I will arrange for a new one." The Manager respectfully nodded before leaving the room. He had gone through other rooms and met with the other Primordials, but still, this was the most tense he had been in the last few minutes.

He wanted to send some of his sources to find out the true identity of Eren and his link with the First Primordial, but his fear didn't allow him to dwell deep into that man's history.