My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!-Chapter 333 - : When I do the same

The Holy Priestess looked disgusted by the presence itself, as if it had brought many unpleasant memories.

She raised her hand, making a mirror appear in front of her which depicted the scenes at the entrance of the holy domain.

She watched the Archbishop escorting a young man inside. The young man was donning a robe that made his presence well known. It was the robe of the Great Elder of the Demon Sect.

She was even more confused at the sight, especially since she had learned that the Great Elder who appeared here was a woman.

There was no mention of another Great Elder appearing here. It was especially surprising since the young man carried the same disgusting aura as the person whose sword had been sealed forever in the basement of the Holy Emperor's Palace.

If he was just a normal person, the Holy Priestess would have captured him to interrogate and maybe even torture him until she recieved her answers.

The only problem was that the person was here as a representative of the Great Demon Sect. There was no other way a Great Elder would have been sent to the Western Continent.

Even if she made him disappear, it was going to grow into a bigger mess. When someone disappeared from the border, she was able to blame the Northern Continent.

If someone disappeared from a city that was almost in the center of the Western Continent, who could she blame? With how protective Feng Yu was of her people, it was the worst decision she could make.

She rubbed her forehead, her eyes narrowing in thoughts. On one side, it was the Necromancer Tower which was their lifelong enemy. On the other side, it was the Continent of Heroes that had decided to help the false Priestess.

If she even turned the Eastern Continent against her, then it was going to be absolutely foolish. Even if she wanted to make the man with this disgusting presence disappear, she couldn't do it here.

She took a deep breath and calmed her expressions before sending the mirror back.

There was soon a knock on the door. "Your Holiness, I have brought the Great Elder from the Great Demon Sect."

The Woman simply waved her hand, making the door swing open with an unknown force.

The Archbishop entered the room respectfully, accompanying Eren who was quite fascinated as he looked at the Holy Priestess.

Just as the rumors depicted, the Holy Priestess looked extremely long with a strange halo around her like the goddess had blessed her personally.

There was also something strange about this halo which subconsciously manipulated the minds of those who watched her into feeling a sense of worship towards her.

Even Eren felt these strange thoughts trying to invade his mind, making him recognise the Holy Priestess as divinity. However, the effects were miniscule for him.

Not only did he have the protection from the Sword Emperor's Aura but he also had the ability of Liyone. When it came to manipulating the brain of a person, no one could surpass Liyone's abilities.

"You must be Lady Evengeline," Eren nodded as he addressed the Holy Priestess. His tone was respectful but he did not go over the top to praise her.

The Archbishop narrowed his eyes. Even though Eren didn't do something wrong, his actions weren't as respectful as they should be. Normally, he should have introduced himself and maybe even lowered his head.

Although frustrated, the Archbishop observed silently.

"That is correct," the Holy Priestess replied in a kind manner as if she didn't mind his manners. "Are you the representative of the Great Demon Sect? Please take a seat."

Even though her heart was filled with disgust towards the Sword Emperor's Aura around Eren which was completely identical to the disgusting aura around that sword, her expressions didn't fluctuate for even a second.

"That is correct. I am Great Elder Ren Yang, sent here to investigate the disappearance of three of our elders. I hope you will not mind," Eren said while taking a seat facing the Holy Priestess.

"Ren?" The Holy Priestess smiled as she heard his name. "To think that I would hear that name again."

"Does this name hold any meaning for you?" Eren asked, appearing slightly curious.

In this world, a name didn't hold much value as many people shared names. However, there were exceptions for a few names like Eldric and Mist.

The name Ren Necroline had long been erased from history. It held no value to anyone, hence it wasn't banned. Hence Eren didn't need to hide his name as there were already many people with his name.

The only thing that made him different was his last name 'Necroline' which was an exception. That's why no one knew his real last name. Every time he mentioned a name, he used Yang as his last name to mix in with the people of the Eastern continent. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

The Holy Priestess chuckled. "That is right. There was one person named Ren. However..."

She shook her head and didn't finish her sentence. She quickly changed the topic and asked, "Where are your friends? Or did you come alone?"

"I came here with another Great Elder and my disciple to give her some experience. They landed on the Ship outside the city after hearing some commotion there while I entered the city."

"Oh, that reminds me. I have entered your city but I didn't expect to meet the Holy Priestess right away. As a guest to your Empire, I should grant you a greeting gift."

"There is no need for a gift. Your kind intentions are enough." The Holy Priestess answered while cursing him in her mind.

What did she lack? Did she even need anything from a mere Great Elder? There was nothing that he could give her which was worth her time. Still, she didn't express her thoughts openly.

"Shall we go to the border to see the sight where your envoys have disappeared?" she asked, walking to take Eren to the Northern Continent so she could make him disappear again.

"Are you sure you don't want the first? But I thought you were looking for it?"

"I was looking for that gift? What is it?" Holy Priestess Evangeline finally grew curious.

Smiling, Eren looked in a particular direction.

'She wants to use us as a borrowed knife? I hope she doesn't mind when I do the same.'