My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character!-Chapter 405 - : Controlling the North

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Anya and Leo had left the meeting hall, and the meeting had temporarily come to a halt.

All of the guests here could sense that Anya and Leo knew something about this matter. It made them understand that something was truly going on with the Necromancer Tower.

"How can they ignore us? Do they think that we don't deserve to know?" The family head of a weaker family asked.

Even though his family wasn't strong enough to be comparable to the Greyndor or Rottenheim Family, it was still irritating to be ignored by juniors from the younger generations.

Their complete ignorance of the other families had managed to upset a lot of families' heads, whose mental alertness was growing weaker without them even realizing.

"Even if they are the disciples of two Guardians of Necromancer Tower, they can't ignore us. This is a matter about our survival. You should drag them back!" Another Family Head told the Kiel Family Patriarch, his eyes growing dizzy.

Suddenly, the sleepiness had started taking over his kind. The weaker family heads were affected first, already placing their heads on the table as they fell asleep.

There were a few others who started feeling suspicious when they felt a sudden wave of drowsiness, but it was too late for them to react.

To strengthen the effect of the drug, a strange gas had also started filling the chamber, making them even more sleepy.

"What did you do?" One of them asked as he stood up. He walked towards the Kiel Family Patriarch, weakly grabbing him by the collar, struggling to keep his eyes open.

The Kiel Family Patriarch simply smiled and said, "I did what I had to do to protect my master's interests."

He then pushed the man away, causing him to stumble and fall back onto the table, struggling to keep his eyes open. The other members of the table were in an even worse condition.

The heirs of the third, fourth and the fifth families had long fallen asleep, having even weaker resistance than the Family Heads of weaker families.

Before long, everyone in the meeting hall was sleeping. Only one person was awake, being none other than the Kiel Family Head.

"How frustrating. The two most important birds escaped the cage before they could be completely affected," the Kiel Family Head walked out of the room, leaving the other guests inside the meeting room, sleeping.

He was sure that the other family heads couldn't resist the effect of the drugs, but Anya and Leo were different. They weren't just heirs of powerful Families like the other three youngsters.

They were also disciples of the two Guardians of the Necromancer Tower, as well as mages of death themselves. For someone like them, drugs were more or less ineffective, hence he had arranged more surprises for them.

He didn't expect them to leave the meeting so suddenly, not even giving him a chance.

Outside the meeting hall, he watched a hooded figure. He lowered his head in front of the hooded figure, apologizing for his partial failure.

Fey didn't dwell on the matters. For now, time was of the utmost importance. Even if Anya and Leo couldn't be controlled right away, it was still better than nothing.

"They can't run from their fates. They are just delaying the inevitable," he whispered while pulling open the door. He entered the meeting hall. frёewebnoѵēl.com

In his own territory, the Kiel Family Head was reduced to nothing more than a guard who was here to make sure that no one could disturb his master.

The door of the meeting hall closed with a thud.

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Inside the meeting room, Fey observed the sleeping guests with an amused smile on his face.

"Until recently, I had to be scared of you people. I couldn't even approach you, without worrying about my life. Look at yourselves now, being at my mercy."

He walked around the round table, tapping everyone's shoulder lightly once. With each of his taps, a mark was left on the body of the family heads which worked as a thread between them and him.

"If I want, I can kill all of you here. But don't worry. I will not take your lives. You are more useful to me alive, than dead. I will give your lives a new purpose... A purpose grand enough to make your lives worth living."

He kept circling around the round table, his skin growing paler. The color of his eyes also started changing colors, turning into a shade of silver that occasionally made him look blind.

With the changes inside his body, his aura was also growing more unstable. He had previously enslaved people stronger than the ones that were present in the hall.

His mother was also stronger than all these family heads. The only difference was that he was trying to enslave all of them at the same time, which placed a significant burden on his body.

Fortunately, none of them were as strong as the Necromancer Tower Members. To make things easier, all of them were drugged, which mostly removed all the mental defense they had. By the time they came to their senses, everything was going to be over.

Even as blood trickled down the corner of his lips, Fey didn't stop checking around the round table, using his cheat ability to the fullest.

"After I control you all, the majority of the Northern Continent will bend to my will. You will become a stepping stone for me to reach my ultimate slave... The Western Overlord."

"So listen to your master! Stop resisting and accept me into your hearts! Become one in your desire to serve your master! Accept the seal, and achieve greatness with me! Or I will kill you right here!"

The family heads couldn't hear him, but he still threatened him, giving suggestions to their subconscious to remove even the slightest of resistance.

Merely a few minutes had passed since Fey started enslavement, but his body was almost broken. Blood had started trickling out of his eyes, nose and ears.

At the same time, permanent enslavement seals had also started appearing around the bodies of the family heads. One after another, the ceremony kept succeeding.

"Rise!" Fey commanded, barely controlling his fall with the support of the table.

All the guests who were sleeping, opened their eyes at the same time.