The night passed without any events worth mentioning.
The next morning, Sylvus successfully broke through to a new level, reaching the rank of One-Star Mage King. He had been in this world for less than a month and had gone from being an ordinary person to achieving the rank of One-Star Mage King. Such a rapid rate of advancement was truly terrifying.
Because of what had happened the previous day, more and more people came to Sylvus's shop to purchase elixirs. Among them were strong individuals at the Mage King level, and occasionally even those at the Saint Archmage level. Now, Sylvus's shop had become famous throughout the Holy City, especially since word had spread about him overpowering the dwarves and teasing the Queen of the Elves.
Additionally, Boone's birthday had attracted many powerful figures, leading even more people to visit Sylvus's shop and buy many elixirs.
This also made Meylan even busier, with long lines forming in the alley and some even stretching out into the streets. Many citizens, seeing a business opportunity, set up stalls near the alley, making huge profits. As for the Enforcement Hall patrols, they turned a blind eye to the situation, not daring to intervene.
After all, if they angered the man lying on the chair eating sunflower seeds, they could be in serious trouble.
Besides the bustling scene at Sylvus's shop, the entire Holy City was decorated in celebration, for tomorrow was the emperor's birthday, a day of national celebration. Nothing major happened that day, but as time passed, the presence of powerful auras in the city grew stronger. It was estimated that nearly half of the continent's strongest figures had gathered in the city.
When Sylvus's shop closed for the day, the people waiting in line left as well. With the emperor's birthday approaching, a curfew was to be enforced across the city to prevent any incidents. S~eaʀᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.
In the imperial palace, Elena, Ronald, and Boone sat together.
Boone spoke with a serious expression: "The situation in the Abyssal Lands has become critical. I fear that in at most one month, the barrier will be broken, and the undead will return to Eslar."
Ronald and Elena looked equally grim. Initially, they had estimated that it would take at least six months for the barrier to break, but now it was clear they had underestimated the power of the undead.
Ronald asked, "If we use the God-Forbidding Domain again, how much time can we buy?"
Elena replied solemnly: "The God-Forbidding Domain is a spell that only a Mage Ruler can cast. Currently, there are no Mage Ruler left on the Eslar Continent, so even if we use it, it will only delay them by one month at most."
Suddenly, Boone spoke up, "What if we ask for his help?"
Ronald and Elena were slightly taken aback. Although Boone hadn't mentioned a name, they knew exactly whom he was referring to. He was talking about Sylvus.
Ronald frowned and asked, "Would he be willing to help? After all, he has conflicts with both of our races."
They were naturally referring to Sylvus.
At present, it seemed that Sylvus was the strongest person on the continent. There was a high chance that he was a Mage Ruler otherwise, how could he possess such tremendous power?
Boone sighed. He wasn't sure if Sylvus would be willing to lend his assistance. After all, he didn't have much interaction with Sylvus.
Mor, sitting nearby, suddenly asked, "He seems to be in need of money. If we offer him enough magic crystals, do you think he might be willing to help?"
Boone paused to think. After all, Sylvus had opened the shop to make money, and he had intervened in the heavenly tribulation solely for financial gain. But why would such a powerful individual need magic crystals so badly?
Ronald suggested, "After your birthday tomorrow, you should ask him. Maybe he'll give you some consideration because of the occasion."
Ronald certainly wasn't willing to visit Sylvus's shop himself again. He had no intention of provoking Sylvus further after the last incident.
Elena nodded as well; she wasn't keen on approaching Sylvus either. The thought of her previous encounter with Sylvus still made her blood boil. At one point, she had even considered killing him.
As the Queen of the Elves, Elena had never been publicly humiliated before, and on top of that, Sylvus had stolen her ancestral stone. Every Queen of the Elves possessed an ancestral stone, which was said to hold secrets of immense power. However, three thousand years ago, the previous Queen of the Elves had died while hunting the undead, leaving the stone's secrets unknown.
Elena had tried many ways to unlock its mysteries, but the stone had never shown any reaction, so she had worn it as an ornament.
To her shock, Sylvus had taken the stone from her the previous day. If she hadn't known that she wasn't a match for him, she would have gone to retrieve it by force.
Boone frowned at the suggestion. If he offended Sylvus, what would he do then? He didn't believe that Sylvus would show him any favor just because it was his birthday. But with the fate of the continent at stake, he had no choice but to wait and see.
The group soon dispersed, with Ronald and Elena walking together.
Ronald asked, "Queen Elena, are you really going to let this matter between you and Sylvus slide?"
Elena frowned, knowing he was referring to her conflict with Sylvus.
She replied, "Do you dwarves also hold a grudge? Don't forget that his power is immense. Even if we combined our forces, we wouldn't stand a chance against him."
Ronald sneered, "Yes, his strength is considerable, but don't underestimate our two races. Don't forget the methods our ancestors left behind."
The dwarves and elves had existed on Eslar for countless years. Naturally, they had left behind powerful techniques and tools for times of crisis. However, these methods could only be used when their races faced extinction.
Elena shook her head, saying, "Using such measures against him isn't worth it, and we're not at that point yet."
She left after finishing her words. The undead were about to invade the continent, and she wouldn't use their last resort unless absolutely necessary—especially not against someone who could help them fight the undead.
Ronald, however, furrowed his brow. His desire to use the dwarves' hidden powers wasn't just for revenge but also for the Forging Hammer, one of the dwarves' greatest artifacts. Inside the hammer lay a monumental secret about the dwarves' bloodline, one that, once unlocked, would increase their power several times over. With that kind of strength, they could easily crush the undead when they arrived.
At first, Ronald had planned to use the elves to help him achieve his goal, but now it seemed that idea was no longer feasible. Elena was too focused on the bigger picture.
He murmured to himself, "I must find a way to get the Forging Hammer!"
With that thought, he headed back to his residence.