He opened his lips to call out to her, trying to apologise to her. But after some hesitation, he dropped the thought.


    He turned around and walked away, leaving only the fading sound of his footsteps behind, growing distant with each step.


    Six days passed, with nothing extraordinary happening. The only thing of significance was that the Third Primordial Demon finished studying the broken formation, and managed to confirm that this was a formation that originated in the Upper Realm.


    The Formation was also a very high ranking one, which made him believe that the thieves didn''t simplye here to steal a mere primordial stone. It was more like them ying around.


    He told the other Primordial Demons to simply forget about the Portal Stone, as there was no way for them to retrieve it.


    Instead, he told them to thank their stars since they hadn''t managed to catch the thieves, guessing the kind of terrifying identity they might have had for using this kind of formation.


    The other Primordials were upset, but they couldn''t do anything about it. They simply considered it a loss and decided to forget about the portal stone.


    The Second Primordial was the most frustrated since he had almost gotten his hands on the portal stone.


    Now that the chance was gone, he started focusing on dragging the First Primordial down from his throne, a n that was long in the making.


    During thest six times, Jenia came to Lysander''s Pce to meet Estelia a few times, trying to apologise to her. Unfortunately, she wasn''t even able to meet her.


    Every time she wanted to meet Estelia, she was greeted by Eren. Just seeing Eren was enough to spoil Jenia''s mood, yet she kept trying,ing almost every day.


    Another change within the Primordial City was that the Seventh Primordial had almost disappeared from the horizon. Every so often, the fresh stories of his debauchery would rise within the city, making people silently curse him.


    Through thest six days, nothing like that had happened, even though the Seventh Primordial was clearly within the city. He could often be seen flying back and forth from the First Primordial''s Pce, his face noticably paler every time.


    "Ah, Nephew Eren. How have you been doing today?" The Seventh Primordial maintained a fawning smile on his lips, as he greeted Eren.


    His back was drenched in cold sweat, every time he interacted with Eren, unlike their first meeting when he had outright looked down on Eren. Now, he looked less like a mighty Primordial Demon and more like a person trying to win someone''s favor.


    He still couldn''t forget the time that he had firste to this ce to meet Lysander, not knowing that his sister was back. At that time, he hade across Eren.


    He had talked to the boy outright disrespectfully, treating him like a ve. In the end, his sister saw him. The loud echo of the beating that he received that day was still fresh in everyone''s mind, including the servant.


    That was the day he learned that Eren was considered a son-inw by Trisa, the sister that frightened him out of his wits.


    In thest six days, he never made that same mistake again. It wasn''t wrong to say that he had been treating Eren the same way that he treated Lysander.


    If anyone else in the city had seen this menace treating an outsider like this, they would have been shocked to death. Fortunately, the news didn''t leave the pce.


    Eren smiled in response, and greeted the Seventh Primordial back. "Mother-inw is talking with Father-inw. Should I inform them of your arrival?"


    "C-cough, no need. I can wait. My sister''s matters are more important." The Seventh Primordial smiled wryly. "Though I heard that my sister will be leaving today? Is it true?"


    He tried his best to hide his happiness when he asked the question, but it didn''t escape Eren''s sharp eyes.


    Eren nodded slightly and replied, "We will be leaving today."


    "We?!" The Seventh Primordial eximed, his expressions darkening. "Who else is leaving with my sister?"


    He didn''t care if the ''we'' included just his sister and Eren, but if it included Lysander, then he didn''t know how he could survive in this world.


    Everything that he had, was because his brother inw ruled over hell, since his sister couldn''t care about this ce at all.


    If all of them left, then wasn''t he as good as gone? Most of his authority, including his position as a Primordial, was because people feared his brother inw.


    "Mother-inw is taking Estelia to the Upper Realm to show her around. I am going with them. Father-inw will be staying behind."


    The Seventh Primordial ced a hand on his chest and sighed in relief. His face regained some color, as his biggest fear came to pass.


    "Ha...hahaha, it''s good for you to broaden your horizons. Always listen to my sister when you are in the upper realm, alright? It''s a ce unlike our peaceful hell."


    After recovering, he returned to treating Eren like a concerned family member and gave him some good advice that he could think of.


    Meanwhile, Eren was silently looking at him, wondering, ''Peaceful hell? From which angle is this ce peaceful for people like me? No matter how bad the Upper Realm is, at least it won''t turn outsiders into ves.''


    He didn''t express his thoughts out loud, and nodded respectfully. "I will certainly remember your words, Uncle."


    "Hahaha, that''s good."


    ....


    Half an hourter, Trisa returned with Lysander, who looked somewhat sad that his wife was going to leave within such a short time.


    What made him even more sad was that even his daughter and son inw were leaving. He was going to be alone here, but he couldn''t even object.


    He couldn''t just leave this ce, since his identity was a little too unique. He could only watch them leave and wait for their return.


    Trisa met with the Seventh Primordial and exined to him that she was leaving. She pulled his ears and reminded him not to make trouble for his brother inw, before bidding everyone a short farewell.


    She grabbed her daughter''s hand and Eren''s hand with the farewellpleted.