The villainous prince who bullied Feng Aotian was actually myself.

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Leon's profession is a fire mage, specializing in fire-related magic, which is suitable and easy for him to learn, as his innate skill is manipulating fire.

However, Leon felt that when he practiced fire magic, he was not as adept as in the theory, especially when he was studying complex magic formulas. Leon felt like he was about to have a stroke, which was just like doing English reading comprehension in high school.

Of course, this only applies to those who struggle with English; high-achieving students probably don't have this problem.

The original owner studied magic every day, even if it was just some low-level magic that wasn't very useful, but that could be considered training one's spirituality, right?

But why is it that spirituality is not improving?

Furthermore, the original owner gained the approval of the Divine Warrior, but was unable to make the Divine Warrior take human form and thus control its power. What was the reason for this?

After three days of effort, Leon felt that his spirituality had not made any breakthrough, and he had not even felt any increase. He was quite troubled by this.

Sitting on a solid wood bar stool in the laboratory, Leon looked at the glass bottles in front of him filled with various colorful medicines and began to calmly analyze the reasons.

Yes, I am a born extraordinary being. Judging from the cultivation speed of born extraordinary beings, it is impossible for me to be cultivating so slowly! Hebrew and Arthur, who awakened and started cultivating at the same time as me, have already reached Platinum Five-Star level and above.

And what about myself? I'm still just mithril! I haven't even reached gold yet!

As a prince, I enjoy the world's top cultivation resources. Even if I'm a complete waste, there's no reason for me to be such a weakling!

But—where exactly did things go wrong?

Leon was completely baffled by this. He wanted to go to the Guberland University Library to look up some information, but as soon as he got off the high stool, he sat back down in frustration.

I almost forgot, I'm currently under house arrest.

Why don't you ask your teacher for advice?

Bancroft is a ground angel, one of the strongest in the world, and perhaps he can help me.

but……

I don't really have any feelings for him, especially since he's a god... Dealing with a god... emm...

Furthermore, this problem of mine must have existed for a long time. As my mentor, Bancroft couldn't have been unaware of its flaws, but he didn't point them out. So... so seeking his help might not solve the problem, or perhaps he simply wouldn't help me solve it at all.

Thinking of this, Leon suddenly shivered, as if he sensed a tremendous malice in the darkness.

Is it difficult for my spiritual level to increase?

Is there something else going on here?

The original owner wasn't actually unwilling to cultivate; perhaps he was simply unable to cultivate!

As he analyzed this, Leon suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, as if some dead memories were about to surge back.

But in the end, he couldn't remember anything and only gained some scattered fragments of information.

As a result, Leon seemed to suddenly realize something and began frantically searching through the original owner's research notes in the experimental city.

Leon had actually glanced at these research notes when he first arrived, but since he hadn't thought much about them, he didn't notice anything wrong with them and didn't look at them carefully; he just skimmed through them a few times.

However, upon reviewing the material now and reading it carefully, Leon discovered a problem: among the magic the original owner researched, there were the latest modern magic, contemporary magic, and even some ancient and folk magic. These magics looked flashy, but they all seemed to be designed to solve a single problem!

That is about how to eliminate unknown contamination and treat spiritual blockages. To summarize, it's about how to resolve spiritual blockages caused by unknown contamination.

This?

How is this going!

Leon really didn't know these things.

The memories of the original owner that he inherited were very empty and chaotic. If the original owner's complete memories were likened to a clod of earth, then what Leon inherited was like a clod of earth that had been partially dug out, and the remaining part had been broken into clods of varying sizes.

In the original anime, the original owner didn't have many scenes, so trying to understand the original owner through the anime is too one-sided.

So... the original owner wasn't actually a useless person?

He may even know more than he currently knows.

Is his depravity a sign of giving up or is he truly helpless?

If we speculate based on his research reports, then I am now... actually already contaminated?

Am I contaminated?

How did I get contaminated?

When was I contaminated?

I have no idea!!!

Fear, endless fear.

The surrounding air seemed to suddenly cool down by seven degrees.

Leon's hair stood on end, and before he knew it, his white shirt was soaked with cold sweat.

P.S.: I've revised the outline and adjusted the pace. There will be another update tonight; I'm going to be more diligent! As for the bonus chapter for monthly tickets, I currently owe one chapter, but I'll make up for it this weekend. It's only one chapter anyway.

Chapter 82 The Invincible, Supreme, and Overbearing Prince (Part 1)

For a moment,

Leon felt like he was about to break down.

But he quickly snapped out of his thoughts.

Let's not dwell on this question for now; given my limited experience and knowledge, I'm unlikely to come up with an answer.

The main problem was that if Leon thought about it any further, he felt he might really go crazy.

One body, two people's memories—that's already like being a madman, so why should Leon torture himself further?

Therefore, Leon readily chose to put the matter out of his mind for the time being.

Looking at the experimental notes in front of him, Leon had completely lost the desire to continue learning higher-level magic.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, it was a little past four in the afternoon. I had entered the lab at one in the afternoon, so it seemed I had been cooped up inside all afternoon.

"Whoo~"

After letting out a long sigh of relief, Leon stood up from the solid wood bar stool, straightened his collar, and walked out of the laboratory.

Leon's laboratory is in the basement of the palace, which can be understood as the first basement level.

This floor is mainly used to store discarded old furniture and cleaning tools and other miscellaneous items. Apart from the knight squad responsible for the security of the palace that comes here regularly for patrols, and the maids on duty coming here with cleaning tools, almost no one else comes here.

Quiet and shady.

These two words are very appropriate to describe this place.

As for why the original owner chose to set up the laboratory in a single room down here, perhaps it was because it was quiet here. As for the deeper reasons, Leon didn't know. If you want to ask, go ask the original owner, or go ask that author who died suddenly and is no longer around. The author's ID was something like Haoqi.

After locking the laboratory door, Leon stretched his arms above his head and prepared to walk up the stairs, but at this moment, Leon was suddenly struck by a spiritual impulse and stopped in his tracks.

He turned around, his gaze gradually deepening, and looked towards the storage room deep in the corridor. There, a door was abnormally half-open, and in the light of the wall lamp, the shadow of the half-open door appeared unusually convex.

Although he didn't look carefully when he came down, and Leon didn't know if anyone had come down to the basement, the doors there should normally be closed.

After thinking it over, Leon decided to go and take a look.

Just as Leon walked about two meters into the depths of the corridor, he heard a soft whisper.

anyone?

Leon was certain it was a human voice speaking Festering English, a girl's voice that seemed somewhat familiar, but Leon couldn't immediately place it.

Then Leon quietly continued to approach the door.

As Leon approached the door, the sounds from inside the storage room became clearer in his ears.

“Mr. Hebrew, thank you for helping me clean these past few days. You are a handsome, kind-hearted gentleman.”

A girl's sweet voice rang out, tinged with a hint of shyness.

Leon recognized the voice; it belonged to Anne, one of the two beautiful maids who woke her up every morning.

No wonder the voice sounded familiar...

Something's not right! What did she just say? Mr. Hebrew! And cleaning together?! And all these days?!

Leon was stunned, thinking to himself, "Wow!"

It's true what they say, a leopard can't change its spots. This damn tomboy, she still has time to flirt with girls while she's monitoring me, huh? She's got some nerve, she's got some serious nerve.

No wonder Leon felt that Hebrew and his maid were exchanging subtle glances these past few days.

Damn, this pervert isn't trying to mess with Annie, is he?

While Anne isn't quite as stunning as Helena or Hazel, she's certainly a beautiful woman. As for whether she's a virgin, Leon doesn't know, but judging from her little sister-like demeanor with Lucy, it's highly likely she is.

"Annie, can't you see how I feel about you?"

After a long silence, a soft, magnetic Hebrew voice suddenly rang out in a highly emotional tone.

"thought?"

“Annie, I was deeply attracted to you the first time I saw you, and you have been on my mind ever since. It was you the day before yesterday, it was you yesterday, and it is you now. I have a feeling that tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and in the future, it will definitely be you.”

The Hebrew tone was passionate and deeply affectionate.

“Mr. Hebrew…”

By the way... Anne doesn't seem to know that Hebrews are female.

"Annie, I like you, no, I love you, I'm going crazy with love for you, I can't live without you."

He spoke rapidly in a hurried Hebrew voice.

Uh, this...

If Leon hadn't known this was another world and what kind of people the Hebrews were, he might have actually thought he was a sentimental guy. This dialogue... it's like he's acting out a Shakespearean script.

“Mr. Hebrew, please don’t do this… I… I… I…”

The sound of hurried footsteps retreating.

"I think this is a bit too fast. We've only known each other for less than a week?"

"Miss Anne, love knows no time or age; it is simply a fleeting moment of infatuation."

Hebrews answered.

“But… Mr. Hebrew, you are a very kind person, but I am just a maid of a fallen kingdom. I am not worthy of you. I’m sorry.”

"Annie, don't you really have any feelings for me at all?"

The pitiful voice of the Hebrews.

"No, sir, you're really kind, but I... I think you should at least give me a little more time. This is too sudden, and given our respective identities..."

Anne spoke somewhat hesitantly.

"Time, I'm sorry, Miss Anne, I love you, I like you so much, I said I can't live without you, so I must have you today."

The Hebrew voice was panting, like that of a wolfhound.

"Hebrew sir, no! Ah!"

The sound of someone falling to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I love you, I'm sorry, I love you, I'm sorry!"

The sounds of clothes being torn apart, heels stomping on the floor, rapid breathing, and a girl's weak, tearful pleas for mercy filled the air.

I go!

Are the Hebrews really that fierce?!

This is Lao Tzu's maid!

Where the hell did you get the guts to do that?!

Leon was completely stunned by this unexpected turn of events.

He didn't expect the Hebrews to be so arrogant, resorting to force when a direct confession failed.

If Annie were to endure all of her torment, wouldn't such a beautiful, innocent girl be ruined... ugh! That would be absolutely terrifying.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"

Leon strode to the door of the storage room, punched it hard against the metal door, and the metal clanged loudly.