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

597  Chapter 597: Protect Son-in-law

"Huh?" An apology was something that Eren had least expected, especially since he tried to annoy Jenia as much as possible. Despite all that, she was willing to apologise. She wasn't as foolish as he had expected. If he didn't accept an apology, then he was going to be seen as petty. "Just don't make the same mistake next time," he told the girl, as he accepted her apology. Even though it was out of his expectations, he didn't worry too much about it. It was only a matter of time, and he didn't need to be in a hurry. The more important thing was that he had brought Estelia to his side. As long as he was with her, Jenia wasn't going to attempt to hurt him. And if she wasn't there with them, and she tried to hurt him, then it was even better. "I will make sure that something like this doesn't happen again," Jenia said with clenched teeth, her fists so tightly clenched behind her back that cracking noises could be heard. Estelia couldn't describe how relieved she was that this conflict had resolved amicably. She also felt a little regretful that she had to hurt her friend to reach this stage. Estelia wanted to apologise to her friend for hurting her as well but Eren didn't give her a chance. He took the lead, and asked, "Weren't we going to some Auction? Let's forget all that happened. I am curious to see what auctions in this place are like."

"Ah, right." His intervention managed to distract Estelia, and that apology never came. "That's right. The Auction would be fun. Let's go there," Jenia also agreed, unable to hide the viciousness in her eyes from Eren. "Alright. Let's go." Estelia also agreed, and things seemed to return to normal. Inside the mansion, Lysander watched his daughter leave with Eren. Even if her friendship with Jenia had still survived, he was more optimistic about the future. "That child is good," he turned his back on the window and walked back to the dining table. The moment he sat down, he clapped his hands once. "My Lord!" Many dark robed figures appeared behind him, as if materializing from thin air. Even when they were clearly in the room, their presence was almost negligible. "Protect my son in law. And if there is something that you can't handle, contact me. No matter what happens, my son in law must stay safe. Do you understand?" he asked the guards as he dipped a spoon in the bowl of soup. "We will keep him safe, even if it costs us our lives!" The Guards exclaimed. Even if they were surprised to hear an outsider being addressed as a son in law, but they couldn't question. They soon disappeared, and silently followed Eren to keep him safe in Hell's Capital, a land where each Primordial Clan was situated. ....

Through the streets of Hell's capital, a majestic carriage could be seen moving. It was being pulled by a fierce beast, whose presence alone caused people to move away from the streets, clearing a passage.

Even without the beast, the symbol on the carriage alone was enough to frighten the citizens, as it belonged to the First Primordial.

The capital was huge, even larger than some countries on Earth. Yet, the carriage moved with surreal speed. Within half an hour, it reached the southern end of the city, stopping before a luxurious establishment.

The door of the carriage opened, and a girl stepped out. She was accompanied by another girl. Many people around the establishment were surprised to see the two people. One of them was the daughter of the first primordial. As for the second girl, even her identity wasn't simple. However, the two of them didn't approach the auction house. They turned back, and moved aside, as if waiting for someone to step aside. Many looked at the scene with great curiosity. Who could come with these two, inside the carriage of the first primordial? Only one person came to mind. They wondered if the First Primordial had also arrived at the auction house. It was a rare sight for the First Primordial to leave his mansion. Many people in the surroundings were looking at the carriage, ready to fall to their knees to greet the First Primordial the moment he stepped out.

"This is the Obsidian Auction House," Estelia announced, informing the person within the carriage. "It's where the most valuable and rare items in Hell's Capital are auctioned."

"It looks… fancy," Eren commented dryly, as he stepped out of the carriage, landing on the ground. He gazed at the imposing structure, but he soon felt as if he was being watched by many people. He looked around him, and saw many people that looked quite wealthy from their attire, looking at him weirdly. The people here were waiting for the first primordial, but when they saw Eren, they were left absolutely stunned. It wasn't the First Primordial. Instead, it was simply an outsider. But how could he travel with Princess Estelia in the same carriage?

Even if a family owned a slave, they never travelled in the same carriage as the owner. It was considered shameless for a noble to travel with a slave. "Hmm? Look, he doesn't have an enslavement bracelet!" One person suddenly exclaimed, his words making the others also notice it.

The outsider was truly not wearing an enslavement bracelet. Was he even a slave? Another guest of the Auction House frowned. "I heard a rumor. Could it be that he is that person?" "Which person?" The woman, who was holding his arm, asked. "Do you know him?"

"Not personally, but I heard that recently there was a large commotion outside the capital. Many Primordials went to check it. They saw an outsider there, and fought over taking that outsider with them. Ultimately, that outsider was taken by the First Primordial. Could it be him?"

The news soon started spreading amongst the others. Eren could hear every word that was being said about him, but he didn't make it obvious.  @@novelbin@@