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

568  Chapter 568: Hunting the Prince

"Lady Sophia, isn't that..." The Dragon Princess' guards caught sight of the masked man that had intercepted the heir of the Hellhound City.

Although Eren was hiding his identity behind a mask, she was certain that he was the masked man.  After all, he disappeared only recently, being nowhere to be found.

"It looks like he really hates the Hellhound." Sophia also agreed with her personal guard.

She had already seen Eren kill three Hellhounds, and now he was going after the heir of the Hellhound Clan. She also had a feeling that he also had something to do with the deaths of the Hellhounds throughout the day.

If it wasn't for the appearance of the Tower Master, she would have been certain that Eren was behind it. But now, she wasn't so sure.

"Should we stop him?" The guard asked Sophia, who lightly shook her head, denying the permission.

She didn't like the young hellhound in the first place, especially because of the brazenness with which he had behaved in front of her. She had no incentive to save him.

Even more importantly, she wanted to see Eren fight. She had never seen him fight at all. Even last time, she only reached there when the battle had already finished.

"Let's see what you are truly capable of." She wanted to see Eren's Bloodline at full display, including the level of his spatial control.

"But why is he not transforming into his real form? Is he that concerned about hiding his identity?" The Guard raised a doubt that even the Princess couldn't answer.

Eren had to release his true draconian form to face three Hellhounds. The prince of Hellhounds was much stronger than them, yet Eren wasn't releasing his true form. Was he that confident? Or did he have other apprehensions?

"When facing me, you shouldn't be distracted, brat!" The Hellhound Prince rushed forward, clenching his fist.

Once again, he aimed for Eren's gut, just like he had attacked on the first meeting. The only difference was that there was much more strength behind that attack.

Like the rushing winds, he appeared right before Eren and threw a punch.

He thought he was going to see Eren panicking, but he heard what appeared like a light chuckle coming from behind that mask.

"What?" His face soon twisted, as he saw his fist coming to an abrupt halt. Eren had grabbed his fist with ease, not even taking a single step back.

"Do you know why I can afford to be distracted?" Eren asked, bringing his lips closer to the Hellhound's ears. "Because I don't have to hide anymore."

If it was the Patriarch of the Hellhound Family, he would have still been a little cautious. But it was just the prince.

Most of the forces of the Hellhound Clan were being kept busy by the Tower Master, giving Eren complete freedom to settle the scores.

"You!" The Young Hellhound roared, but his roar changed to a painful groan as a fist landed on his stomach, sending him flying back instead.

"Hmm? He was right. It is indeed fun to hit things," Eren looked at his fist as the young prince shot through multiple buildings before landing on the ground, coughing blood.

When he first fought the Hellhound, he wasn't sure about the exact strength of these creatures. He had released his absolute dragon form to fight them, giving it his all.

In the end, he was left quite disappointed. He felt like he had gone overboard, using a cannon to kill insects.

The Hellhound Warriors were strong, but they were not as strong as he had initially assumed. He had truly underestimated himself in this world.

While Sophia thought that he had to use his dragon form because he couldn't face the Hellhound Warriors otherwise, the reality was quite different.

That's why he didn't use his dragon form to kill the other Hellhounds, even doing so when disguised.

If even the Tower Master could face the Hellhound Patriarch, then wasn't he on a similar level? He had even higher stats, even if his skills were different.

He thought he had to hide in this world where death was roaming at every step. But this world was more or less the same as the world he came from, excluding the Primordials that he truly didn't understand yet.

"I will kill you!" The Hellhound Prince howled at the sky, running out of the rubble. His body had grown much larger, like that of a beast. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He was at least twice the size of the normal Hellhound Warriors, with his pupils being a darker shade of red. He was the true alpha of this pack, just like his father.

Despite that, he was hurt by an outsider? He could only wash off this shame with Eren's blood.

"That howl..." The Hellhound Patriarch also heard the howling of his son, growing stunned.

He had left his son behind so he wouldn't involve himself in a fight. Then why did his howl sound so desperate? Just who was he fighting? It couldn't be an undead Hellhound.

Was there another outsider like the Tower Master? He wondered. He immediately told his younger brother to leave the undead Hellhound to the others and help the young heir.

He couldn't risk his son getting hurt, especially since the ceremony of the capital was drawing near.

"I'll deal with it, and be right back." The middle aged man disappeared, rushing to find the young prince.

"My Lady, it was surprising that he was able to hurt that brat without transforming. But with the Vice Patriarch going there, things are going to get more dangerous for him. I should bring him back."

The Princess' Guard stepped forward, but as she was about to disappear, she saw Sophia raise her hand. Sophia gestured for her to stay back, and not interfere.

"I don't think he will listen to you. It's good for him to suffer some losses. When he's about to die, we will interfere and make him understand that he needs us. Until then, let him suffer a little."

Although he didn't want to lose Eren, who was a precious help, it didn't mean she wanted to help him unconditionally.