The two Enforcement Hall members from the previous day were standing at the front.
Between them stood a middle-aged man wearing a mage's robe, his face adorned with a circle of thick facial hair.
"A Three-Star Grand ArchMage? Looks like I've got some business coming in."
Sylvus glanced up and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
He had been thinking about getting Meylan to repay his debt, but the old man stubbornly refused. And of course, Sylvus couldn't actually kill him, given the debt Meylan still owed—a whopping million magic crystals.
Since Meylan wouldn't pay up, Sylvus figured he'd just earn the money himself.
When Kennan had handed over 10,000 magic crystals, Sylvus had been pleased. That meant he was already 10% closer to the 100,000 magic crystal goal.
Now, seeing a Three-Star Grand ArchMage walk into the shop, Sylvus thought this might be a golden opportunity to make more money.
Maybe he could even reach that 100,000 magic crystal target today.
"Is this the little shop you two were talking about? Are the items here really that miraculous?"
The middle-aged man looked around the shop.
His gaze eventually fell on Sylvus and Meylan, who was studying the effects of the elixirs. There didn't seem to be anything particularly special about the place.
"Captain, both of us broke through after using the elixirs from this shop."
The two Enforcement Hall members smiled as they spoke.
After returning home the previous day, they had consumed the elixirs they purchased from Sylvus' shop.
The results had been obvious.
Both had broken through, becoming One-Star Grand ArchMage .
Their breakthroughs naturally caught the attention of their captain, the middle-aged man standing before Sylvus.
The captain knew that just last week, both of his subordinates had only reached the Nine-Star Grand ArchMage level.
Under normal circumstances, it would take at least six months for them to break through again.
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And if they hit a bottleneck, it might take three to five years.
Yet here they were, having broken through in just one week.
If it had been just one person, it could have been chalked up to luck or coincidence.
But for both of them to break through at the same time? That was suspicious.
They weren't twins, after all, so how could their breakthroughs be in sync?
After questioning them, the captain learned that they had both consumed elixirs from Sylvus' shop.
Upon further investigation, he found no issues with their bodies and no traces of any illegal or forbidden substances.
Curious, he decided to come to the shop himself.
"Boss, this is Captain Reggie from the Enforcement Hall. He's interested in the elixirs your shop sells."
One of the men eagerly introduced the captain to Sylvus, their tone now much more respectful after experiencing the effects of Sylvus' elixirs firsthand.
"What elixirs are you looking to buy?"
Sylvus asked casually, not even bothering to rise from his chair.
This made Reggie frown.
He was the captain of the Enforcement Hall, a man of high status.
Even though he was only a Grand ArchMage, even A Sage ArchMage would show him respect, as he represented the royal family.
"Quite the arrogance! Not only do you not bow to the captain of the Enforcement Hall, but you also show such disrespect. It seems this shabby shop of yours has no future!"
Reggie snorted, glaring at Sylvus.
"If you're not buying elixirs, then get lost."
Sylvus said, closing his eyes again. The weather was nice today, perfect for basking in the sunlight.
In his shop, the customer wasn't king.
Even if a king came, Sylvus would only sell to him if he was in the mood.
"Hmph, you dare tell me to leave? Do you know who you're talking to? I am Captain Reggie, and I—"
Reggie's eyes flashed with anger, but as he spoke, Meylan, who had been quietly reviewing elixir properties, realized something was wrong.
Reggie was the captain of the Boc Empire's Enforcement Hall, a high-ranking figure.
But compared to Sylvus, a Ruler Mage, his status was insignificant.
Even the emperor of the Boc Empire would have to bow before Sylvus.
If Reggie angered Sylvus, a disaster could be unleashed—Sylvus could destroy the entire city in a fit of rage.
"Meylan, slap him."
As Meylan feared, Sylvus' expression had already darkened in annoyance.
If Reggie wasn't going to buy anything, why waste time? He should leave instead of running his mouth.
"Right away, Boss!"
Meylan cast a sympathetic glance at Reggie. How dare he anger the boss? It was like asking for death.
"What? You dare raise a hand against me? Do you even realize who I—"
"Smack!"
Before Reggie could finish his sentence, the crisp sound of a slap echoed through the shop.
In the next moment, to the shock of the other two Enforcement Hall members, Reggie was sent flying through the air.
"Ugh..."
When Reggie hit the ground, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with terror as he stared at Meylan.
What just happened?
How was this old man so strong? He had sent Reggie flying with just one slap!
Reggie was a Three-Star Grand ArchMage—was this old man a Sage ArchMage ?
Even so, the fury inside Reggie burned hotter than his fear. How dare someone strike him, the captain of the Enforcement Hall, on his own turf? This was a humiliation beyond measure.
"You filthy scum! How dare you lay a hand on me? Prepare for the Enforcement Hall's wrath!"
Reggie shouted, pointing at Sylvus and Meylan in rage.
Meylan, however, remained calm and unfazed.
So what if he slapped a mere captain? Even if he had killed him, the royal family wouldn't dare speak up.
At that moment, Sylvus spoke in his usual calm voice.
"Meylan, my hearing must be failing me. I didn't quite catch the sound of that slap."
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