Rebirth : The Alchemist's Path

Boone stared at Nat for a few seconds before sitting down and calmly asking, "Now that Orlo is missing, who do you think is suitable to take over the position of Hall Master of the Enforcement Hall?"

Upon hearing this, Nat's heart skipped a beat.

It seemed like Boone was asking for his opinion, but in reality, he still didn't fully trust him.

If Nat recommended someone from his own faction, it would appear selfish, and his father certainly wouldn't agree.

But if he recommended one of Boone's loyalists, it would seem too obvious and suspicious.

After all, Boone wasn't foolish; he would definitely see through Nat's intentions.

"Father, I believe the most pressing matter at hand is to continue searching for Hall Master Orlo. Although his cultivation has been crippled, there are pills in the shop that can restore his strength," Nat quickly responded after thinking for a couple of seconds.

Boone didn't reply immediately. Just as Nat started to feel nervous, Boone finally spoke.

"You don't need to worry about that. In a few days, it will be my birthday, and you will handle the preparations."

Boone also wanted to investigate and find out who killed Orlo.

However, if the investigation led to Sylvus, even as the Emperor of the Bork Empire, Boone wouldn't dare provoke him.

So, for now, this matter was left unresolved.

"Rest assured, Father. I will handle everything with the utmost care," Nat said with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Originally, his father's birthday celebrations had nothing to do with him.

But now that Boone had entrusted him with the task, it meant that in Boone's mind, he still acknowledged Nat as the first heir to the throne.

This year's birthday celebration was different from the previous ones.

The Emperor's birthday was not only a matter of honor for the Bork Empire but would also involve important discussions with both the Elven and Dwarven clans.

Any mistakes during the preparations could lead to severe punishment.

By giving him this responsibility, Boone was testing him.

Boone nodded slightly. "I'm tired. You may leave now."

"Yes, Father. I'll take my leave."

After saying this, Nat hurried toward the exit.

But just as he reached the door, Boone suddenly spoke again.

"I was once a prince, too."

Hearing this, Nat nearly stumbled, his legs going weak.

Although the words didn't carry an explicit meaning, they conveyed everything clearly.

Nat didn't dare linger and quickly left.

As he stepped outside Boone's chambers, a cold wind blew by, and Nat felt a chill run down his spine.

He didn't realize when, but his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

…

That night, a surge of powerful magical energy spread through the Stanway family estate, startling many people.

Soon, word spread that the head of the Stanway family, Teddy, had successfully broken through to the rank of One-Star Saint Magus.

Teddy had managed to break through thanks to the pills from Sylvus's shop.

Originally, all he had to do was take the pill to achieve the breakthrough.

But Teddy had always been cautious, spending several days preparing before daring to take the pill.

Unexpectedly, it took him less than half an hour to break through, rendering all his preparations unnecessary.

This left Teddy marveling at the potency of Sylvus's pills.

The following morning, many people visited the Stanway family to offer their congratulations and gifts.

Teddy received them one by one, creating a lively scene.

Meanwhile, Sylvus's shop continued its regular business.

Over the past few days, the shop had truly gained fame.

It had become the talk of the entire Holy City.

While those with lower cultivation levels might not know much, those with stronger powers were well aware that the pills from Sylvus's shop were several times more potent than potions, yet similarly priced.

As a result, what used to be a line of two to three hundred people in the alley had now grown to seven or eight hundred.

Every day, Meylan worked tirelessly.

Sylvus, on the other hand, was quite idle, sitting in his chair like a mascot, napping as usual.

Despite the large crowd, no one dared to make any noise.

They knew the consequences of disturbing the boss would be disastrous.

Sylvus felt grateful in his heart that Meylan was there to run the shop.

Otherwise, he'd be the one dealing with the daily workload.

"Boss, your business is booming. I almost miss the days when there were no customers," Corvin said as he entered the shop, smiling at Sylvus. Kennan stood beside him.

Both had spent the entire night in line just to get into the shop.

As for Nat, he had initially intended to stay overnight as well, but Boone had summoned him, so he had to leave halfway through.

"You're saying you hope my business fails?" Sylvus laughed.

"Hehe, boss, that's not what I meant. If you really care about the business, I can have my family buy up more of your pills," Corvin replied.

With the Stanway family's wealth, they could easily spare hundreds of billions, if not trillions, of magic crystals.

"Buy the pills and get out," Sylvus said, waving his hand impatiently.

This guy had nothing better to do and had come just to show off his wealth again.

Corvin chuckled and said nothing more. After purchasing a large number of pills with Kennan, they left the shop.

The crowd around them, seeing how Corvin could chat so casually with Sylvus, looked on with envy.

It really was different being wealthy.

As time passed, day by day, Sylvus's income grew to several million magic crystals daily.

Then, one night, after waiting patiently, Sylvus finally heard the system's voice.

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