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

"That's right. Only you are strong and knowledgeable enough to do it here. Please do it yourself," she quickly stood up and handed the pill back to the Palace Master who was left frozen like a statue.

Wasn't that boy her son-in-law? How should she do something like this to him, especially when her daughter was right there?

He could tell her daughter to do it, but that girl couldn't control the essence of such a powerful medicine. This truly left her stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"Palace Master, please hurry. We don't know how long he might last!" The red-robed Elder reminded Trisa, who was at a loss of words.

Trisa bit her lips, and looked at Eren's worsening condition. She glanced at her daughter, and came to a decision.

Saving Eren's life was more important, even if she didn't know what ailment had made him suffer to this extent the moment he entered the spatial tunnel.

"Guide my daughter to her room. She has taken a long journey," she told one of the Elders.

"I won't go anywhere. I... I also want to see that he gets better." Estelia stubbornly said.

She didn't know what that feeling was. She hated Eren deep down, but at the same time, his words inside the carriage, and everything that happened between them did leave some impression in the depths of her mind.

She didn't understand why it was, but she didn't want to see him die here like this either. She didn't want to leave when he was fighting between life and death.

The other Elders looked at her with pity and understanding. Her father was struggling to survive.

'She is such a good daughter,' the Elders thought. 'I really hope nothing happens to her father.'

One of the Elders took the lead to help the Palace Master, and placed her hand on Estelia's shoulder.

"Young Lady, it's not just you that needs to leave. We also need to leave. The fewer people that stay behind, the better since the medicine efficiency will be better." She made up a lie, and looked at the other Elders to play along with her.

"T-that's right. That's why we are also leaving with you. Only the Sect Master will stay behind with your fa-" another Elder chimed in.

As she was about to complete her sentence, another elder interrupted, "Enough wasting time. Don't you know the value of time in such a serious situation? Let's leave."

The elders of the great hall with Estelia. If it helped increase Eren's chances of survival, then she didn't want to be an obstruction.

She quickly left with the other elders, and the doors were closed. Only the Palace Master was left behind with Eren, holding a small pull.

"I don't know anymore." The Palace Master rubbed her forehead as she sat next to Eren. "It's a good thing that you are unconscious and can't see anything. Or I might have died of embarrassment after doing something like this to my own son in law."

She opened her beautiful red lips that had bite marks caused by her a few seconds ago. She placed the pill on her tongue and closed her mouth, letting the medicine's essence be absorbed by her.

She restricted the essence to only her tongue, to prevent her body from exhausting it when she didn't need any healing. It was necessary to save Eren's life.

She took a deep breath, preparing herself mentally as she brought her face forward to Eren's pale face.

Soon, her lips connected to Eren's lips. She knew that it was wrong, even if she was doing it to save Eren's life. If there was any other choice, then she would have never tried it. But with no other option, there was no point in overthinking it.

Her lips met Eren's lips, but Eren wasn't awake to feel the taste of her lips. Still, her sweet scent was breathed by him.

Trisa opened her lips slightly, and moved her tongue. Her tongue entered his mouth, and she started transferring the purest form of medicinal essence through her tongue.

As it wasn't the essence of a living being, but merely the essence of herbs, Eren's body didn't resist it and the essence kept moving down his throat.

It went to his heart, and from there, it travelled all over his body. The only problem was that the process was extremely slow, and until it was finished, Trisa couldn't move back and finish the transfer.

Her cold yet fair hands were around Eren's cheeks, holding him still as her tongue rubbed over his tongue to transfer the essence to his body faster.

She couldn't even release his lips to breathe properly. Her face had also become flushed red. Even though she was doing it to save his life, and it was just the transfer of medicine, this act still felt extremely forgotten, given her identity.

She knew she was doing something forbidden and she should be hating it. But instead, she hated the fact that she liked it for some reason.

A few minutes passed, and the transfer continued. However, her neck position made it a little uncomfortable for her as she was sitting next to him.

To make it better, she moved the rest of her body closer to Eren, and sat on top of him so that their bodies were in alignment, with her legs resting on either side of his legs.

With only a little difference between their heights, it made their position even more weird that she hadn't expected before, as she found herself sitting right under Eren's waist.

"Mmm?" A few more minutes passed, when she suddenly opened her eyes, feeling something rubbing against her.

She was sure that Eren was still unconscious, but his body had still started to react in unexpected ways. She was a little happy because it meant that the healing effects were working.

At the same time, her face turned even more red as something under her became harder.