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

The entire palace had been frozen in time, as if it had been removed from the reality itself. Only two people were allowed to move inside the frozen territory; Eren and the creator of this world.

Eren appeared very confused when he saw the person who could only be called down with the help of the Question Voucher. At least that's how he believed it worked.

Let alone using the Question Voucher, Eren hadn't even brought it out of his inventory for as long as he remembered. So why was this person here? That was the biggest question in Eren's mind.

"What are you doing here?" he asked the mysterious man who refused to accept the title of the author, no matter how many times he was called that.

It was less about rejection and more as if he was scared of taking the title for some reason.

Eren didn't know if it was his misconception, but every time he called this person the author, he saw a strange sense of fear and rejection appear in the man's eyes.

After some time, he had stopped calling him the author, even though he still believed that this person was the creator of those books.

"Am I not allowed to be here?" The mysterious person asked, taking a step closer to Eren.

Even though the man only took a small step forward, for some strange reason, it felt as if he had covered the distance of an entire galaxy in that single step.

"It seems you have a Question Voucher. Why haven't you used it in such a long time?" The mysterious person asked.

Even though Eren couldn't see the man's face through the mist, he felt as if the person was looking straight in his eyes. Eren felt completely defenseless in front of the person, as if he was able to look straight into his soul.

When Eren first met this person, he felt like an ordinary person. He had even tried to punch this person as he hadn't felt much fear.

Now that Eren had become stronger, he could truly feel the vast distance between the two of them.

The person... He was a completely different existence than anything he had seen before. He was like an endless void that was strong enough to devour the entire world, including all four Overlords if he wanted.

"I will use it when I want to use it," Eren answered the mysterious person. "Are you in a hurry to make me use it?"

For a long time, there was only silence. The mysterious person did not answer, staying still akin to a statue.

The silence was only broken when the man sighed. "You are very troublesome."

He turned around and walked back to the throne that had appeared in the distance. He took a seat on the throne while conjuring another for Eren to sit.

"You should return to the Eastern Continent. Don't involve yourself in the matters of the Holy Empire and the Necromancer Tower."

Eren didn't understand why the person was warning him. Why was he being so kind suddenly? It couldn't be that he was worried about him. That wasn't the impression he received from this person.

Eren sat on the other throne, facing the author.

"Isn't it too late to warn me now?" he asked the author.

He was already deeply involved with the two continents now. He had the incomplete Overlord Killing Weapon that could only be completed in the Western Continent as far as he knew.

At the same time, he had also intervened in the plot of the Western Continent. If he left now, the entire plot of the False Priestess was going to fall apart.

The Sea Dragon Empress was also a troublesome existence. He had to take the Celestial Dragon's Heart. He also had the Hell's Pass. If he missed getting involved with Hell, wasn't it a waste of that reward from the system?

Most of these interventions happened because of the options he had received from the system as well. It was as if the system was guiding him towards the plot of these Continent, so why did the Author want him to abandon these plots.

"If you do not stop now, you are going to die. I came here because I believe it is still too early for you to die. So take my warning and return. Otherwise, it will all end for you, and you will only be left with regret," the Author told Eren who was grimacing at the warning.

The Author was not saying that he might die. Instead, he felt absolutely confident that death was the only outcome for him.

From the moment Eren came to this world, he had gone from one deadly situation to another deadly situation. Not once did the Author come to stop him, so why now?

"How will I die if I don't return?" Eren asked the man, wanting to get more answers. read-on-NovelFire

To his surprise, the Author simply shrugged his shoulders.

"That is something I can't tell you. Unless..." He stopped speaking, but his hidden meaning was clear. If Eren wanted this answer, he had to use the Question Voucher.

Looking at the Author, Eren wasn't sure if this was a trap or not. Something felt amiss. Was this person simply trying to scare him into wasting a question since he was worried that the voucher could be used for a question that shouldn't be answered?

Eren had so many questions that he wanted to ask. Some of those questions were about the existence of the author himself. Did he know about them, which made him come down to waste the voucher?

Eren felt suspicious, feeling a headache from thinking about it.

While he was already distracted by everything else, he was given another choice. This time, the choice didn't come from the System but from the author himself.

Eren closed his eyes, taking deep breaths to calm his mind. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes which looked much calmer.frёeweɓηovel.coɱ