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

Eren plunged the dagger into the Holy Emperor's chest, stunning the man who had thought his words had managed to convince Eren.

Did Eren not believe him at all? That didn't make sense. When he looked into Eren's eyes, there was no anger or hatred, only a frightening calm like the ocean before a storm.

It was clear he did not act out of anger or hatred. If anything, there was pity in his eyes. Then why? This was the only question in the Holy Emperor's mind.

Eren didn't answer the question of the Holy Emperor. The Holy Emperor only felt more pain as Eren's hand transformed into a claw, stabbing into his chest.

The Holy Emperor coughed out a mouthful of blood while his heart was ripped out from his chest in front of his eyes.

The pain didn't last long as a strange poison spread inside his body, as if trying to make his last moments a little easier. He was also unable to move an inch, his body growing more and more paralyzed with each passing second.

The heart disappeared from Eren's hand, being kept in his inventory.

The Holy Emperor tried speaking but even his lips refused to move now. His entire body was growing heavier. He was barely able to stand with Eren's support.

Eren's lips moved as he used the Dragon Tongue Magic to make sure that only the Holy Emperor could hear his words.

From that moment onwards, the two ladies in the back didn't hear anything while the Holy Emperor's expressions kept twisting in pain and more so in shock.

"I am sorry, but there are already too many variables that came from earth. At this moment, I can't afford to keep any more of you alive, especially one who hasn't learned to use his abilities yet "

The Holy Emperor was a powerful existence. Even if he was not careful, he was still not someone that Eren could kill easily. Fortunately, the Holy Emperor was not himself at the moment.

Moreover, the Transmigrator had only come recently which made it a perfect opportunity that Eren didn't believe he was going to receive again.

If he didn't take care of the Holy Emperor now, then when the man actually managed to learn the Holy Emperor's abilities to perfection, he could become a true strength.

Eren didn't want the appearance of another Prophet who was working for his own goals or Fey who had learned how to use the Author.

This was the easier opportunity for him to kill the Transmigrator from the Western Continent, erasing a future threat before it actually awakened a golden finger or a system.

Eren had already thought about doing it from the moment he came to learn that the Holy Emperor was a transmigrator but he was hesitant.

He didn't know why the Holy Priestess was cautious against the Holy Emperor. If he was needed to keep her at bay then he couldn't kill him.

He didn't want to kill the Holy Emperor, only to help the Holy Priestess. To his pleasant surprise, the Holy Emperor wasn't all that important.

Although he still needed a Holy Emperor to keep the Holy Priestess from taking complete control over the Western Continent, that was much easier to achieve.

"If all we need is the Holy Emperor, then I will become one..." Eren said as his appearance started changing.

He took the Holy Emperor's storage ring while he couldn't even resist. In the storage ring, Eren found the royal attire of the Heavenly Emperor.

Right there, Eren changed his clothes while his body finished transforming.

The Holy Emperor's pupils trembled while his breathing became even more haggard. His vision had already started growing darker.

Eren released the Holy Emperor who fell on his knees with a thud, the floor being stained with his blood.

"I don't know what kind of life you had on earth. I don't know what will happen after your death. Will you return back to Earth? Or will you forever cease to exist?" Eren mumbled, placing his head on the Holy Emperor's head.

"I don't want to find out either. As long as I exist, I will not let anyone kill me. I will make this a world that shall belong to me."

"I will make it a world where nothing can threaten me. And in that journey, I will need your memories. So let me see... Just which novel it was that you read."

He used the abilities that he had devoured in the Southern Continent to forcefully read the Transmigrator's memories.

The Holy Emperor's body trembled in pain as he felt his mind being fragments. More than the pain of his body, he felt the pain of his soul being ripped apart as an unknown force was going through his memories.

The moment his memories were devoured was also the moment where he took his last breath.

Until his last moment, the man didn't understand what had happened. Just yesterday, he was brought to this new world without the physical flaws that he had in the real world.

He thought this world was going to become his heaven as long as he used his memories well. So how? How was he dying within the first twenty four hours?

Even more shocking was Eren mentioning earth as if knew all too well about it. Was he also from earth? In that case, why? Why couldn't the two of them help each other?

Even as he took his last breath, he never understood Eren's actions. Just where did he go wrong? Did he really have no other option but to die from the beginning?

He could only curse his luck for being born as the Holy Emperor who was fated for death. With a thud, his lifeless body fell on the ground. freёwebnoѵel.com

This time, Eren didn't make the same mistake he had done with Aster. He used his Dragon Tongue to burn the Emperor's body and any remnant soul to ashes so even in his wildest dreams he couldn't come back to life.

This world didn't need two Holy Emperors! From now on, he was the Holy Emperor. It was time for the so-called puppet leader to become a real leader.