Sylvus casually mentioned a few different elixirs. "This Seventh-Grade Beast Spirit Pill will boost a magical beast's strength, and this Fifth-Grade Speech Elixir will enable a magical beast to speak."

After listing several options, Sylvus turned his gaze toward the chubby boy. "Which one do you want?"

The boy examined them briefly but shook his head. "I want something that will make a magical beast obedient. If you have something like that, money won't be an issue!"

With a thud, the boy placed a magical storage ring on the table.

Meylan quickly inspected the ring and then reported to Sylvus, "Boss, there are 100,000 magic crystals in here."

One hundred thousand magic crystals?

Sylvus raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by the amount. He had guessed the boy was wealthy, but he hadn't expected him to carry this much.

Who was this kid that could casually walk around with 100,000 magic crystals? His family must be obscenely rich.

"Boss, my name is Steinway Covin. You should know that for the Steinway family, money is never an issue. In fact, we have so much we struggle to spend it," the chubby boy said with a touch of arrogance as he sat down.

Sylvus wasn't surprised by the boy's attitude. The Steinway family was known as the wealthiest in the entire Pok Empire. Across the Aeslar Continent, few families could match their wealth.

How wealthy were they? The Steinway family controlled nearly a third of all magical crystal mines on the continent.

Though the number seemed small, it was worth noting that even the Pok Empire's royal family controlled only about half of the magical crystal reserves.

Every year, the Steinway family paid over a hundred billion magic crystals to the royal family as a show of loyalty. On top of that, they controlled 80% of all commerce on the Aeslar Continent.

The royal family refrained from targeting them, knowing that eliminating the Steinway family would disrupt the continent's economy.

To strengthen ties, the royal family had even married off princesses to the Steinway family, ensuring harmony between them. Despite being a merchant family, their influence and status across the continent were top-tier.

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Steinway Covin, the boy in front of Sylvus, was the son of the current head of the Steinway family and the heir apparent.

For Covin, 100,000 magic crystals were merely his pocket change for the day.

"You want to become a knight, don't you?" Sylvus asked, narrowing his eyes.

Covin nodded. "Exactly, but I've always had poor aptitude. I have no affinity for magic, and even the knight training methods don't work for me. After all these years, I'm still only a Three-Star Apprentice Knight."

Covin sighed as he explained. His father had been pressuring him to capture a magical beast to serve as his mount, which was why he had fled and ended up here.

A knight couldn't have anyone help capture their first mount. If someone assisted, the magical beast would never fully submit, and there would always be a risk of rebellion.

But with his meager strength as a Three-Star Apprentice Knight, capturing a magical beast was suicide.

And if he died, who would spend all the family's money? He hadn't even finished enjoying it yet.

The hierarchy of knights was as follows: Apprentice Knight, Junior Knight, Intermediate Knight, Senior Knight, Bronze Knight, Silver Knight, Gold Knight, Platinum Knight, Holy Knight, and finally, the legendary God Knight. Each rank had nine stars.

"Three-Star Apprentice Knight? That's too weak. Knights must capture their mount by the age of fifteen, and before that, they need to train to their full potential. The stronger the knight, the stronger the mount they can tame," Meylan remarked.

"At Three Stars, even a First-Grade magical beast could easily overpower you. And even if you managed to capture one, it could rebel and kill you at any moment," Meylan continued.

"That's exactly what I've been saying! My old man must've gone mad, sending me, a Three-Star Apprentice Knight, to capture a Third-Grade magical beast. He's sending me to my death," Covin sighed again.

"I recall your family has a rule. The next heir must capture a mount that's at least a Third-Grade magical beast. Anything less, and you lose your right to the inheritance," Meylan noted.

Covin glanced at Meylan, surprised. This family rule wasn't exactly a secret, but how did Meylan, an outsider, know about it?

"Boss, you mentioned earlier that your elixirs are extraordinary. How about letting one of your elixirs help me capture a Third-Grade magical beast? If I succeed, the money I gave earlier will just be a down payment," Covin suggested, looking at Sylvus.

"When are you planning to capture the beast?" Sylvus asked, already seeing an opportunity. It wasn't every day that someone like this came along with money to spare.

"Right now. My father has already sent people to look for me. It won't be long before they catch up," Covin responded.

Right now?

That was indeed urgent. If they had more time, Sylvus could have sold him a few elixirs to help him reach the rank of Intermediate Knight first.

"Wait, didn't the system shop have something that could capture magical beasts?" Sylvus suddenly remembered the item from the system store.

*Beast Trap:* When used, it can capture magical beasts. If the magical beast's rank is equal to the user's, there is a 100% chance of success. For each higher rank, the success rate decreases by 10%. Once captured, the magical beast will never betray its master. Price: 10,000 points.

Looking over the item's description, Sylvus smiled to himself. He had just the solution for Covin.