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

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"Is it just me or has the number of Professors in our Academy been dwindling?

In the Mythical Hero Academy, the number of people who knew about the incident at the testing sight was not much. Even those who saw it had their memories erased, not remembering anything about it.

Due to that, they were completely unaware about what was happening in the Academy. Many students had started noticing that it was getting harder to find Professors.

Previously, there were hundreds of Professors at the Academy, many of them being S Rank Heroes. However, less than thirty were left in the Academy. Many classes had also been canceled on regular intervals.

The Academy was mostly cut off from the outside world which made it harder for them to get news from outside.

Occasionally, students could be seen talking about this strange phenomenon, wondering where the Professors had gone. Some even wondered if something big was happening which needed so many Professors to be dispatched.

Except the Professors who were informed about Devourer's return, no one else knew about it. Even the disappearance of the Heroes in the outside world had been blamed on some new killers.

The Nations of the continent were kept unaware about the true cause behind it. Even the Guards at the entrance did not know about it.

Every other day, the Guards at the main entrance watched the Professors leave, taking their teams. However, the number of returning professors was close to nil.

Only information about their death was received and that too from the Nations as multiple teams had been completely wiped clean, unable to even return the news themselves.

As days passed, the Guards were also getting more and more concerned, feeling as if something dark was approaching their academy. Still, they had faith in their Overlord, believing that it was only a matter of time before everything was solved.

"Wait, someone is coming!" One of the Guards suddenly called out, looking into the distance.

As the student admission process was long over, there was absolutely no crowd in front of the Academy which made it easier to see the familiar figure in the distance.

The person returning was a middle aged man, his clothes stained in blood.

"Professor Liyone?" a Guard called out as the bloody figure came close.

"Hurry, open the entrance!" Looking at his condition, the Guards didn't want to delay his entrance.

Although it was not allowed according to the rules, they stepped aside, allowing him to pass through without being checked. All they noticed was his identification card that was also covered in blood.

The Guards simply watched him approach, pale faced. They couldn't help but wonder which kind of monster could hurt Professional Liyone like this, especially since he had gone with quite powerful heroes.

"Professor, are you alright? Should I connect the portal to the medical ward?" a Guard asked, watching Liyone go past them without saying a word.

"No need. I will be fine," the bloody figure said as he entered the Academy, taking the portal connecting to the Main Academy.

"This disguise skill is really good. The guards didn't notice any flaws at all." As the bloody figure landed on the connection portal, a voice fell in his ears.

He didn't turn around to respond to that feminine voice that only he could hear.

He simply used his thoughts to answer, 'If it was so easy to see through the disguise, would I have been able to fool Mist before?'

'Moreover, so what if they were suspicious? I could simply erase their memories and walk past them. They are weak and can't resist this ability,' the person revealed a smile that the Guards couldn't see as his back was turned towards them.

Soon, the connection portal led Eren to an unknown place that looked like an office.

Eren had fought and killed many Heroes along the way, taking the abilities that he preferred as if he was on a shopping spree.

Every place he treaded, the members of the Hero Academy disappeared. However, no one was able to find him.

Even after fighting and killing many people, the biggest challenge for him still proved to be the portal.

As soon as he stepped into the office, he took a seat, his head spinning crazily. He quickly brought a bottle of water and poured it over his head, letting the cold try to bring some comfort to him.

"Your condition is not good. Are you sure we shouldn't find someone who can help you?" Yelen asked, sitting next to Eren.

"Who can we find? It isn't an injury that could be healed with healing pills. I have already tried them all. At this point, I'm just getting tired of this body," Eren replied, looking at his palm.

Every time he went through a portal, he felt like he ended up in hell. There was something about these spatial portals that was conflicting with him.

At first, he was confused about the reason. Was it some sickness or the effect of stealing the abilities from others? It took him a long time to realize that it was much deeper.

Every time he was inside a portal, he felt a little fluctuation in the unknown bloodline within him. It was that fluctuations which completely messed up his other Bloodlines as well as the flow of blood inside his body.

Although it was only temporary but while that effect lasted, he really felt like dying. The effect was fortunately weaker during short range Teleportations.

"This freaking bloodline... It can even suppress the Bloodline of Devourer and the Celestial Dragon. And that's when it hadn't even activated completely."

He couldn't ask anyone else for help as he might have to explain the cause of this problem. His Bloodlines were his biggest secret that he couldn't expose.

Even if he was willing to expose, just what in the world could solve the problem with his Bloodline that even Devouring Bloodline was afraid of?

"It seems like I'm stuck with this for life. At least until I activate it completely."

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