Chapter 36: The Prince's Power Stripped

"Bring out the best pills?"

Upon hearing these words, Meylan looked at Leo with a strange expression.

Sylvus shook his head speechlessly.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Leo, still unaware of the seriousness of the situation, looked at Meylan curiously and asked.

Meylan didn't say a word. In an instant, he moved in front of Leo. Before Leo could react, a surge of magic appeared in Meylan's palm and landed directly on Leo.

"Boom..."

"Ah... Ugh..."

In the next second, Leo let out a scream, spitting out blood as he was thrown backward.

Meylan nodded with satisfaction.

"You... you dare to strike me? I am the third prince of the Bork Empire!"

"You're dead! I will... wait, what's happening? Where is my magic? Why is my power disappearing?"

Leo got up from the ground.

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that his strength was rapidly fading.

In just a few moments, he could no longer sense his magic.

As a prince, strength was essential. Even with his previous power, his chances of vying for the throne were slim, and now, without it, he had none at all.

If his brothers discovered that he had become powerless, he would probably be dead by the next day, without even a grave to be buried in.

Realizing this, Leo looked at Meylan with a gaze filled with despair more than hatred.

Because he knew his life was over.

Even if there were potions that could restore his strength, the side effects would be severe.

He would likely never be able to break through again, and with that, his chances of competing for the throne would be completely gone.

"The rule of this shop: anyone who demands the best pills is crippled!"

Meylan said with a smile, then turned to Sylvus.

"Boss, is this handling satisfactory?"

Sylvus had already opened his eyes by now. Looking at Meylan, who was grinning, he twitched the corner of his mouth.

"When did I ever set that rule?"

He had indeed told Meylan that if someone came to the shop and immediately demanded the most expensive pills, he should drive them away. However, he never said anything about crippling them.

"Heh, Boss, I was just following your lead. Besides, I've been idle lately, and my hands got itchy. I couldn't help it."

Meylan replied with an embarrassed smile.

At this moment, Meylan felt extremely pleased.

After all, Leo was the third prince of the Bork Empire.

In the past, even as a Nine-Star Saint Mage, he wouldn't have dared to lay a hand on a prince.

If the royal family had found out, they would have sent Mage Emperor-level experts to exterminate him.

But with Sylvus as his backer, he no longer feared anything.

After all, in his mind, Sylvus was a Ruler Mage, and Mage Emperors were nothing but ants in comparison.

Sylvus gave Meylan a speechless glance.

Though Meylan had been a bit ruthless, Sylvus was still satisfied.

"Clean up the mess."

"Right away, Boss."

Meylan instantly understood what Sylvus meant.

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been worried that the boss might be angry, but it seemed the boss was still the same.

"Kid, this was a lesson for you. However, if you realize your mistake, the pills from our shop can still help you recover your strength."

Meylan said with a smile as he approached Leo.

Leo, who had been feeling hopeless due to the loss of his magic, brightened up when he heard this.

He quickly understood why he had been crippled.

"So, this is just a trap set by this little shop!"

Although he realized this, Leo didn't dare say anything more at this point. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

After all, someone who could easily strip him of his power must be terrifyingly strong.

"Senior, I was rude earlier and have realized my mistake. Please forgive me. If the pills from this shop can truly restore my strength, I will be eternally grateful."

Leo quickly bowed respectfully.

But inside, he wanted to cough up blood. The person who had crippled him was also the one he had to beg for help.

He had never felt so humiliated.

If he knew that another Saint ArchMage had fallen for the same trap before, perhaps he would feel a little more balanced inside.

"Enough talking. A Grade Six Spirit Restoration Pill—forty thousand magic crystals. Do you want it or not?"

Meylan asked directly.

He didn't care if Leo was a prince. Even if the emperor himself showed up, Meylan's attitude wouldn't change.

After all, behind him was a Ruler Mage boss to support him.

"Forty thousand magic crystals?"

Leo was a bit surprised when he heard the price.

He hadn't expected something that could restore his strength to be so cheap.

If he were to buy a potion to restore his power elsewhere, it would cost him at least several hundred thousand magic crystals.

"I'll take it. Here's fifty thousand magic crystals, and the extra ten thousand is my apology to you."

Leo hurriedly pulled out a magic storage ring and handed it to Meylan.

Meylan nodded with satisfaction. He hadn't expected the prince to be this sensible.

After putting away the magic crystals, Meylan took a Spirit Restoration Pill from the shelf and handed it to Leo.

"This is the pill that will restore my power?"

Looking at the golden-yellow pill in his hand, Leo was still a bit unsure.

After all, it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

But he had no other options at this point.

After hesitating for a moment, he swallowed the pill in one gulp.

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