Chapter 61: The Mysterious Energy

"Come!"

As the dark purple energy floated out, Sylvus softly spoke, and the energy gathered in front of him.

At the same time, the elf princess slowly opened her eyes. She looked at her body in surprise—she was truly healed.

Then, she looked toward Sylvus, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"That pill you gave me... how did you make something so miraculous?" she asked in awe. "Just moments ago, that energy inside me was exploding, and I thought I was done for. But the power of the pill devoured it quickly, causing the energy to flee."

She could clearly feel how dangerous that energy was. Any elf exposed to it would either die or be reduced to a cripple.

But not only had she survived, but she also felt that, thanks to the pill, she was now on the verge of breaking through to a new level.

She couldn't believe it.

What kind of treasure could this be? How could it be even stronger than the sacred springs of the elf tribe?

Sylvus didn't answer her question. Instead, he gazed curiously at the dark purple energy floating before him.

"First, tell me what this energy is. It has a hint of the elf tribe's aura," Sylvus said, looking at the energy.

The princess glanced at the dark purple energy in front of him and frowned.

"I am Xiya, princess of the elf tribe and the next queen. That dark purple energy comes from the dark elves."

"Dark elves?" Sylvus asked in confusion.

"Yes, the elf tribe is made up of many branches: the water elves, light elves, dark elves... and half-elves, who are born from the union of humans and elves."

Xiya nodded and continued: "We used to live peacefully with the dark elves, but three thousand years ago, the undead invaded the Aislar Continent, and the elf tribe participated in the battle. Something unknown happened, and the dark elves suddenly turned violent and started attacking other elves."

"Moreover, they acquired a strange power that could inflict fatal harm on other elves. Even our sacred springs cannot fully purify this energy."

Sylvus listened carefully, his eyes still focused on the dark purple energy in front of him.

"These events are unknown to anyone outside the elf tribe. The dark elves have been in hiding for ages, never showing themselves. I don't know why they appeared this time, or why they tried to assassinate me," Xiya continued.

"Alright, you can leave now," Sylvus waved dismissively.

Xiya felt a flash of discomfort.

"You haven't answered my question yet," she said, irritated.

She had told him secrets about the elf tribe out of gratitude for saving her life, yet now that he had the information, he was ignoring her.

"Did I ever say I would answer your question? If you don't leave now, I won't hesitate to throw you out again," Sylvus said with a mocking smile.

Xiya gritted her teeth.

"I guarantee, you are the person I hate the most in my life!" she thought angrily. Everyone treated her with the utmost respect, except for Sylvus, who didn't care about her at all.

But what made her even angrier was that he wasn't faking it—he truly didn't care. And that was the most infuriating part.

"Let's go! One day, you'll come begging to me."

Xiya huffed coldly, putting her black robe back on and leaving the alley with Bia.

They wore the black robes to avoid attention, as appearing in public would immediately draw a crowd.

Sylvus watched them leave with a quiet smile, then turned his attention back to the dark purple energy in front of him.

"Meylan, do you know what this is?" Sylvus asked.

Meylan looked at the dark purple energy, hesitated for a few seconds, then spoke.

"Boss, this energy feels familiar. It's similar to the aura of a certain place."

"Oh? What place?" Sylvus asked, curious.

"The Abyssal Land. It's the gateway the undead used to invade Aislar," Meylan said.

"So, you think this energy is related to the undead?" Sylvus asked.

Meylan shook his head.

"I'm not sure, but during the War of the Fallen Gods three thousand years ago, the elf tribe had two powerful Archmages: one was from the light elves, and the other was from the dark elves."

"At that time, if it weren't for Lord Atifri protecting humanity, we wouldn't have been able to stand against the elf tribe. After the War of the Fallen Gods ended, humanity began to rise in power, and today we are the strongest beings on the Aislar Continent."

Sylvus nodded.

"I see. So, this is why the people of the Bork Empire are so proud."

With a thought, the dark purple energy in front of him vanished.

As long as it didn't interfere with his shop, Sylvus didn't care about the chaos on this continent.

"Princess, what should we do now?" Bia asked softly as they walked down the street.

Thinking about what had just happened, Bia felt a burning anger in her heart. No one had ever slapped her before, and her face still stung from the blow.

"Can you defeat him?" Xiya asked.

Bia froze, then shook her head slowly.

Although she hadn't fought Sylvus directly, she knew that she wouldn't even have a chance to make a move against him.

"If we can't defeat him, there's nothing we can do for now. But I will make sure to seek justice when we meet the human emperor."

Xiya said coldly.

Even though Sylvus had saved her life, she still felt a deep resentment. It was her pride as an elf that wouldn't let her accept what had happened.

That evening, the capital was bustling with activity. Today, delegations from a hundred nations had arrived.

Emperor Boone was in high spirits as he welcomed the envoys and hosted a grand banquet in their honor.

"Emperor Boone, I've heard that the human race has become strong, no longer weak as they were thousands of years ago. Today, I've seen it for myself," Xiya said as she looked at Emperor Boone across the table.

Boone's smile faded slightly.

"I'm not sure what you mean by that, Princess. Could you elaborate?"

"Your Majesty, today we passed by a small shop called the Eastern Alchemy Store. To our surprise, the owner dared to insult the princess. What do you think should be done about that?" Bia interjected coldly.

"The Eastern Alchemy Store?"

Isn't that Sylvus's shop?

Not only had they gone to Sylvus's store, but it seemed they had caused trouble there. It was a wonder they were still alive!

"What do you suggest I do about this?" Boone asked, his smile vanishing.

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"Your Majesty, this person dared to disrespect the princess of our Elf Tribe. He must be severely punished! Shut down his shop, arrest him, and let us deal with him!" Bia said, his eyes filled with arrogance.

"Is this what the princess also thinks?" Boone ignored Bia and looked directly at Xiya.

"The princess just wants him to apologize publicly in front of the people of the Holy City." Xiya said calmly.

Hearing this, Boone couldn't help but laugh aloud.

"Do you even know who you have offended? This is someone who can toy with the heavenly thunder tribulation! And you want him to apologize? If this matter spreads, you might not even live to tell the tale."

"Why is Your Majesty laughing?" Xiya frowned and asked.

"Princess Xiya , if you want to cause trouble with that small shop, go ahead, but the royal family won't intervene. This has nothing to do with us." Boone said directly.

What a joke. Asking him to deal with Sylvus? You might as well ask them to go die.

"Your Majesty, the Elf Tribe has always been on good terms with humans. As the Emperor of the Bork Empire, will you just stand by and watch as a friendly tribe suffers injustice?" Before Xiyacould speak, a young man stood up. However, this young man was only 1.3 meters tall, and his body seemed compressed. His prominent cheekbones stood out.

This was Mondo, prince of the Dwarf Tribe and a nine-star Golden Knight.

As Mondo spoke, he glanced at Xiya from time to time, his eyes filled with admiration. However, Xiya didn't even look at him. The Elf Tribe was a noble race, and they wouldn't be attracted to the Dwarf Tribe.

"Prince Mondo, Princess Xiya , if you feel you have been wronged, you can seek justice yourselves. The royal family won't stand in your way." Boone said with a smile.

Boone had long been displeased with both the Dwarf and Elf Tribes. Three thousand years ago, before the Holy War of the Fallen Gods, humans were seen as mere slaves in the eyes of these two tribes. Although humans later produced Artifry, a powerful deity, the two tribes' impressions of humans had hardly changed.

Even now, when humanity's strength has far exceeded their expectations, they still look down on humans.

So Boone was glad to let Sylvus deal with these two tribes. He wasn't afraid of things escalating, knowing full well that in the end, the Dwarf and Elf Tribes would be the ones to suffer. That's why he deliberately didn't share Sylvus's deeds with them, wanting them to hit a wall and face the consequences.

Upon hearing Boone's words, Mondo and Xiya frowned, realizing that the emperor was clearly siding with the humans.

The next morning, Sylvus's shop opened as usual. The streets of the Holy City were filled with soldiers patrolling in preparation for the emperor's birthday.

Corvin entered the shop, smiling, and said, "I heard you angered Princess Xiya of the Elf Tribe last night. At the emperor's banquet, she demanded that the emperor arrest you."

Sylvus chuckled and asked, "And what did Boone say?"

"He said if they were upset, they could seek their own justice," Corvin replied.

Sylvus smiled but said nothing. Boone was quite clever, pushing the responsibility onto him. But Sylvus didn't mind. If Xiya really dared to come looking for trouble again, it would only take one slap to settle it.

"Your Highness, this is the place. Who would've thought it would be so crowded?" As Sylvus and Corvin were chatting, two figures appeared at the end of the alley. It was Mondo, the Dwarf Prince, accompanied by a man who had reached the level of a two-star Platinum Knight, his bodyguard Kaemi. Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Go clear the way! I want to see what's so special about this shop that dared to anger Princess Xiya!" Mondo snorted coldly.

Last night, Mondo had specifically asked for directions to Sylvus's shop, but unfamiliar with the Holy City, he had arrived late.

Kaemi nodded, a light shining in his palm, and a beastly roar echoed. A powerful aura filled the alley. Those in line turned, surprised, looking behind them.

"Move aside, all of you!" Kaemi said coldly, his eyes filled with arrogance.

He expected the crowd to be terrified and flee, but instead, they simply glanced at him before returning to their places in line. Seeing this, Kaemi's face darkened with anger. How could a two-star Platinum Knight fail to intimidate a group of ordinary people? It was ridiculous!

"I said, MOVE!" Kaemi shouted again, releasing a surge of power. A three-meter-tall black bear materialized on the street, its fierce aura spreading. But instead of fleeing, the crowd smiled mockingly. This fool was causing trouble on Sylvus's turf? Did he have a death wish?