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

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Too old for my taste

Eren flew against the winds to reach the Phoenix which was falling. However, the speed at which he flew surprised even him. It was much faster than his speed in the human form.

In the dragon form, his bloodline skills had also strengthened. More than that, it was his stats that surprised him. All his stats had become stronger in this form and he could feel it.

Another thing that surprised him was the entire transformation itself. He had thought that it was going to be painful to transform.

His entire body had to deform to transform into the dragon form, and it should have been a painful process. But that wasn't the case. It wasn't his body that transformed.

He felt like he was still in his human form, but the Sea Dragon's essence had formed a new body around his human body at core.

There were a lot of questions about this transformation in his mind, but he focused on the Phoenix.

In the delirious state, his phoenix wasn't in the right state of mind. He didn't want her to resist and hurt herself in the process.

To restrict her movements as much as possible, he wrapped his body around the falling phoenix.

The Phoenix resisted as much as she could, but Eren did not give her any room. Only when he reached near the floor, he released the Phoenix, letting her fall on the floor from only a few meters of height.

He also canceled his transformation and landed next to the Phoenix. His clothes were completely intact which further confirmed his assumption that his real body hadn't transformed. It was a different transformation.

As the Phoenix landed on the ground, she was ready to attack. However, when she saw Eren in front of her, her fierce expression softened into one of confusion.

Eren extended a hand towards her and placed it on her head. "I don't think it has been long enough for you to forget about me, has it?"

The Phoenix rubbed her head against Eren's hand.

"I didn't expect you to follow after me. What if something had happened to you?" Eren asked the mythical beast that behaved more like an ordinary bird that was attached to him.

The Phoenix had barely recovered and now she again placed herself in danger. If even a single thing had gone wrong, she would have been ripped apart by the space and he never would have known.

"Sigh. Although it was not a good decision, but I can't blame you either. I think there is someone else who deserves more of the blame here," he glared at the Spirit as he spoke.

"Next time I kidnap someone, I will be more careful," the spirit said, her tone laced with sarcasm.

She didn't take his words seriously. For her, even if the man was special and unique, he was still just a human. As someone from the Spirit Realm, she naturally considered herself in a higher position than him.

Eren could also feel that the Spirit was looking down on him. He was still quite frustrated about her actions as she dragged him here without his permission.

No matter which outcome he was going to have in this place, he knew that he wanted to leave a good lesson for her.

'Identify.'

He used his identification skill again, failing to read the status screen last time.

...

[Name: Estelina]

[Identity: Heir of Spirit Queen]

[Bloodline: None]

[Age: 470]

[Contracted Human: Xiu Ying]

[Additional Information: The Spirit who showed most promise amongst the current generation, later adopted by the Spirit Queen]

.....

'So the mother she talked about was the Spirit Queen herself?'

Eren looked at Estelina, losing himself in thoughts. Almost all his options had something to do with the Spirit Queen who was the key to leaving this place.

Estelina had brought him here to meet the Spirit Queen as well, so this meeting was inevitable. But if the meeting was going to result in his death or another outcome, that was the question.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did you call for my charms? My poor Xiu Ying, falling for such a fickle man." Estelina playfully teased, carrying a smile on her sweet lips.

"Your charms? I'm afraid you might be too old for me," Eren answered in a similar manner. He could see that the Spirit was over four hundred years over.

She was the oldest existence he had met, probably even older than the Dragon Empress.

"Too old?" Estelina's face turned red. It was unclear if it was due to anger or embarrassment of being called old.

"You are old! Your mother is old!" she further responded, almost fuming.

"Let alone my mother, even my great great grandfather might not be as old as you if he was still alive," Eren reacted, not losing at the war of words.

"You! Big words for a small man. You call me old, but I'm sure you would start lusting after me at the slightest opportunity. All men are the same!"

"Lusting for you? You do have some good delusions. At this point, I'm impressed," Eren lazily answered as he turned towards his Phoenix which was completely calm now.

His phoenix spread her wings, ready for a flight. Eren flew higher and landed on the back of the Phoenix.

"Let's go meet your mother," he said, but the moment he turned around, he noticed that Estelina wasn't there anymore.

"Did she run away in embarrassment?" he asked himself, wondering if he had teased that girl too much.

Now that the option to hide was no longer available, he had no other choice but to meet the Spirit Queen.

Without Estelina's help, he wasn't sure how long it was going to take him to find the Spirit Queen. And even if he found the place where she stayed, it wasn't as if the others were going to allow him in.

It would have been lucky if they didn't outright attack him, considering him an intruder. And with his kind of luck, he was certain that this was exactly what might happen.

"It seems we will have to find her ourselves," he told the Phoenix while taking eyes off the empty place where Estelina was standing previously.

"Huh?" As he turned his gaze, he found Estelina. She was right before him, with barely any distance between them.

"Are you sure you won't lust after me?" she whispered seductively while moving closer, pressing her breasts against his chest.