My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character! - Chapter 372

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: New Ability
Eren was starting to enjoy playing the Holy Emperor. It was especially good since the Holy Priestess had a handicap. She had to maintain people’s perception about her to protect her powers.

If he wanted to destroy the Holy Priestess, he had to destroy people’s faith in her. Unfortunately it was easier said than done.

For now, he knew that this was merely the beginning. The Holy Priestess had to be cautious about the actions she could take while the Holy Emperor was in the Holy City. How well he utilized this handicap without going overboard would be the deciding factor.

He was quite disappointed that he did not get to witness the Holy Priestess’s reaction when the person exploded in her face.

She was someone who hated even the slightest touch from him. He wondered how she would handle being covered in someone else’s blood.

The only reason he had allowed the Cardinal to take the Minister of War was so that the person could be brought before the Holy Priestess. He had already given that man a special pill in preparation.

As long as the person remained wounded by his poison, the pill would not activate. However, the moment he was healed, the pill would start to react.

That was also why he was against the Cardinal healing the Minister of War there. As for how well his plan worked, it all hinged on one crucial factor.

If the Cardinal took the Minister of War to the Holy Priestess without healing him first, it was going to be for the best. He knew the chances of that were low, but any chance was better than none.

Fortunately, the Cardinal did exactly as Eren wanted.

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“Your Majesty, the Royal Guards are waiting for you.”

While Eren was distracted by the thoughts of the Holy Priestess, he heard the voice of the Guard who had left to deliver the Royal Decree.

It was already afternoon and all the Royal Guards who were present in the city were made to gather in front of the Royal Palace, numbering in tens of thousands.

“I am coming.” Eren sat up. He stretched his arms, yawning while getting off the throne.

He left the Throne Room, accompanying the Royal Guards.

It was time to cleanse the Royal Army, which was much harder as he didn’t know exactly who the traitors were. If the number of traitors was as high as it was amongst the Ministers, then it was truly for the worse.

Fortunately, the Royal Guards were weaker than the Ministers and even the Priests in their mental protection.

Although he could not manipulate them when they were in such large numbers, he could at least find the traitors with the ability of mental manipulation.

Eren soon left the Royal Palace, only to be greeted by the sight of the Royal Army, standing in neatly formed lines.

Once again, Eren told the Royal Guards the same story about there being traitors in the Royal Army. He also claimed to have a method to identify the traitors.

Eren moved from one row to another. His hands had grown numb, but the blood continued to flow. A few of the Royal Guards tried to resist, saying the Emperor had gone mad, but they were quickly suppressed.

When Eren first arrived in this world, the thought of spilling blood was disgusting to him. However, his time in this world had changed him.

In this world, there were only three kinds of people: those who could benefit him, those who were ignorant or neutral, and those who posed a threat to him.

For the last group, he was unwilling to take any risks. It was better to eliminate them before they could eliminate him.

In the eyes of the world, the Royal Guards were the strength of the Emperor. However, in reality, most of them were the strength of the Holy Church who could turn against him and the empire with one instruction from the Holy Church.

They were not the strength of the Royal Family but the weakness. On the contrary, their absolute loyalty and faith in the Holy Priestess was also her strength.

Amongst the billions of people who put her faith in the Holy Priestess, their faith was like a bucket of water in a pond but it was still significant at the level where each point of strength made a great difference between Overlords.

Eren kept killing until the sun started setting. Only after five long hours, he stopped with his hand almost going numb. Fortunately, the ratio of traitors in the Royal Army was not as high as it was amongst the Ministers.

There were approximately thirty five thousand Royal Guards in the Holy City. Amongst them, only fifteen thousand were traitors, who were killed.

The Royal Guards who survived, looking at the blood stained robe of the Holy Emperor who walked back inside the palace, his sword stained in blood.

Many of them started having a newfound respect for the Emperor who was willing to become a demon, all to protect his Empire.

Many might call him a bloodthirsty emperor after what happened today, but he didn’t care about that. Just to weed out the traitors of the Necromancer Tower, he was willing to become a demon.

Although the strength of Eren’s army had gone down, those who were alive were absolutely loyal to him. Some had their loyalty strengthened because of his conviction while others due to fear. It worked nonetheless.

Tired, Eren kept his sword back in the Holy Emperor’s storage ring. He couldn’t even raise his hand anymore after swinging his sword fifteen thousand times within five hours.

He was even quite hungry. Unfortunately, he could not even rest for long as there was a banquet tonight. Soon, the guests were going to arrive, including those from the Holy Church and all the nobles.

Amongst the guests were the Royal Family members as well, who lived in different places. If anyone knew the real Holy Emperor well, it was them. Hence, it was also risky.

Despite so much to think about, Eren appeared quite pleased.

When he thought about killing the Royal Guards, he only thought about weakening the Holy Church. However, the massive amount of experience he had gathered, came as a sweet surprise.

Not only had he crossed another great wall but he also awakened a sweet new ability. Another surprised was that some new options had appeared for him after a long time.