My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character! - Chapter 385

Chapter 385: Chapter 385: Fey’s Control
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Even though the Necromancer Tower had destroyed all other magic towers in the Northern Continent, it didn’t mean they destroyed all lives. There were many families who had risen during the chaos while supporting the Necromancer Tower.

Each of those families were rewarded with territories of their own. While the real ruler was still the Necromancer Tower, the families were allowed to manage the land for the Necromancer Tower.

With all the resources of their territories being monopolized by them, the families prospered even more.

Even as they sent most of the resources to the Necromancer Tower, they were able to save enough to become stronger.

The families that were like ants before other magic towers, were now comparable to them in strength. There were even some families that had grown stronger than what used to be the Wind Magic Tower of the past.

There were twenty such families, collectively called the Magic Families, holding most influence in the Northern Continent if one was to exclude the Necromancer Tower.

Amongst the twenty Magic Families, the weakest one was the family which had received territory near the Western Continent’s Border.

Being immersed in constant conflict with the Western Continent, they had received a worse bargain than the other Magic Families. Still, even if they were weaker than the other family, they were still lords of the region.

For the people of their province, just becoming a mere guard for the Kiel Family was an achievement worth being proud of.

In the eyes of the people of this territory, the Kiel Family’s Patriarch was an existential akin to a god who could change control of heaven and earth with a single wave of his hand.

None of the citizens could have imagined that the Patriarch of the Kiel Family, the godlike existence, was currently on his knees, sitting in front of a young man like an ordinary servant.

The old man’s eyes were somewhat blank and hazy, his thoughts being extremely cloudy.

“To think that I would have to struggle so much, just to control the weakest of the twenty…” The young man on the throne mumbled, looking arrogantly at the Kiel Family Patriarch.

If Eren was here, he would have been surprised to see the man. It was the Transmigrator of the Northern Continent who had escaped from his grasp.

The young man on the throne was Fey, who was the heir of the Wind Tower. He was also someone who had received a skill that allowed him to turn any person into a slave as long as certain criterias were met.

He had first turned his mother, the Wind Tower Master, into a slave. He even went to the Eastern Continent to enslave Feng Yu, using the trick he learned from the Author.

Everything was going as per his plan and it was only a matter of time before he succeeded, taking complete control over the Eastern Continent.

Unfortunately for him, a stranger came and ruined his entire plan, even killing his only avatar while also injuring him.

Fey was still concerned about Eren, especially since Eren knew about him being a Transmigrator. He still didn’t know how Eren could know about it. Was he also a Transmigrator or did he have other methods to see through a person’s past?

Whatever the case, he understood that Eren was a dangerous existence for him, maybe even more dangerous than the Overlords. Unlike Overlords who were unaware about his existence and his means, Eren knew everything.

Unaware about Eren’s identity, Fey avoided entering the Eastern Continent anymore as it was the place where he came across Eren.

For now, he ignored Eren’s existence and focused on his main plan of enslaving the Four Overlords with his next target being the Holy Priestess.

For that, he needed more subordinates as his old slaves were taken away by Eren. Not overestimating himself, he came for the weakest of the twenty families.

After a lot of planning, he had finally managed to enslave the Kiel Family Patriarch. As the Kiel Family’s Territory was connected to the Western Continent, this was also the perfect place for him as per the plan he learned from the author.

“Send an invitation to the Patriarch of the nineteenth ranked family,” he commanded the Kiel Family Patriarch.

Now that he had control over one patriarch, he could finally focus on controlling the twenty families, before turning his sights to his real goal, the Holy Priestess and the Necromancer Tower Master.

“Master’s will shall be fulfilled.” The Kiel Family Patriarch nodded, still staying on his knees.

Fey stood up from the Patriarch’s seat. He walked closer to the Kiel Family Patriarch and patted his head lightly.

“Good boy,” he said, as if talking to a little pet.

“Also, your daughter was very arrogant when I first came here,” he added, remembering the Princess of the Kiel Family. “Now that this entire family belongs to me, doesn’t it mean that she also belongs to me? Send her to my bedroom tonight. I will ‘personally’ teach her some manners.”

He released the Kiel Family Patriarch’s head and walked away, the sound of his footsteps getting distant.

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“Don’t ever talk about dying again!” Uriel told Eren, clearly being angry at his brother’s words. “If someone wants to hurt you, they will have to hurt me first.”

Eren expected a response like this from Uriel who was described as the epitome of loyalty. Even when the False Priestess went against the entire world, he was always on her side without fear of death.

“Let’s not talk about that for now,” Eren changed the topic after getting the confirmation that Uriel was on his side. “When are you moving back to the Royal Palace?”

“Moving back?” Uriel looked at his brother, confused.

“The Palace is your home as well. How long are you going to live separately?” Eren turned around, walking back inside the Palace, only leaving his words behind. “It is time for you to return home, brother.”

Uriel watched his brother’s back growing distant, his heart feeling strange emotions. It was as if there was happiness, as well as sadness within.