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

Chapter 586: Original



"Hand him over." The Second Primordial told Lysander, not appearing to be joking around.

The other Primordials watched the conflict brewing with great interest. They had arrived here to find out more about the explosion, but even they didn't expect to see something so interesting.

If the two strongest primordials were to fight, then it didn't matter who won. It was only beneficial for them. If both of them were hurt, then it was even better for them.

They were inwardly hoping that the two of them were going to destroy each other, which might remove the two strongest primordials from this world.

"And what if I don't?" Lysander answered, not backing off.

At the moment, it didn't matter if Eren was actually from earth or not. He could always find that after they returned to his palace. If he was indeed lying, then he had his own ways to punish him, but for now, that wasn't important.

"The Hellhound City belonged to me. If you're saying that he was responsible for that, shouldn't he be given to me instead?" There was only one other Primordial who asked for Eren to be handed over to him.

Although it was beneficial for him if both the Primordials hurt each other, Eren was also going to die in that battle. If both of them wanted him, then he had a feeling that there was something important about that boy.

As an outsider, he was indeed rare if the explosion that they heard was caused by him. Moreover, even after that explosion, he didn't look slightest bit exhausted.

Lysander rubbed his forehead in frustration. Just because he was talking to them nicely, their demands were increasing. Had he been too soft on them? He wondered.

"Those who want him, come and take him." After a long period of silence, he spoke. However, something about him had changed.

He was like an entirely different person, shrouded in heavy killing intent. Even the essence of death in the atmosphere trembled before Lysander's aura.

It was as if he was warning them. If they stepped forward, then a fight was inevitable. He didn't appear to be in the mood to back off.

The Second Primordial also hesitated at the moment. He wanted to take Lysander down, but his preparations weren't complete. He was so close to his tenth grand evolution, which was going to increase his strength by leaps and bounds.

Did it really make sense to risk everything when he was so close to his evolution? As for taking Eren, he could always use other methods in the future.

As long as Eren was in the Capital, there were thousands of ways for him to get the answers from that brat, especially since he also had the girl from the Nightwing Clan that seemed especially close to him.

Meanwhile if they really faught, then the boy might actually die from the destruction caused by their battles. It didn't make sense for him to lose everything over a moment of impatience.

"This isn't the end of it." The Second Primordial said, his body slowly growing bigger.

He returned to his Dragon Form, and rose high in the sky, flying back in the direction of the Capital to make preparations.

The other Primordial that had thought about taking Eren, also flinched at the sudden change in the situation. If he worked with the Second Primordial, he still had some chance of fishing in troubled water. But now that chance was also gone.

"Now that I think about it, Hellhound City wasn't all that important. If the boy is favoured by you, I will let you have him. I will just send you the bill for the cost of rebuilding that city." The Third Primordial also turned and left as swiftly as he had arrived.

"Anyone else want him?" Lysander asked the other Primordials, most of whom shook their heads. Although some of them were dissatisfied with the fact that there was no fight, they couldn't do anything about it.

"He is still an outsider. I hope you will be careful about him." One of them said before returning with the others.

Only Eren and Lysander were left behind. His gambling had worked and he survived that situation while getting the reward as the potion of luck. But he knew that the real test was going to begin now.

"I-" he looked at Lysander, trying to say something. But before he could utter a single word, he was grabbed by his collar and pushed off the phoenix.

While he was falling, a portal appeared before him and took him to a different space. He fell on the hard floor, inside an unknown hall.

From the same portal, his phoenix also came flying, landing behind him. And lastly, it was Lysander who arrived.

In front of Eren, Lysander walked towards the throne that was placed at the end of the hall.

The interior of the place looked unique, but also familiar. It was especially the case since Eren saw many things that reminded him of earth. There were many paintings hung on the wall that were extremely popular.

Most of those paintings were so abstract that he didn't know anything about them. There were only a few that he recognised like the monalisa. Still, he didn't worry.
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He could always use identification to flex his knowledge and prove that he was from earth by naming these paintings. There was no way this was common knowledge after all.

"Is that Monalisa?" he asked, trying to show that he was indeed from earth.

The painting looked like it was the original, which made him slightly surprised. Even if he used identification, it came across as the original painting which made him wonder what was the painting on earth? Was that the fake instead?

"You seem to know a little. But there are many skills in this world that can help you get the details about an object. That isn't enough to prove your identity." Lysander sat on the throne, his gaze landing on Eren who was observing the painting.


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