Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

The existing magic props on the Lar continent that can preserve items for a long time and prevent them from deteriorating for a certain period of time are all disposable. Once the box is opened, the prop can no longer preserve items.

Neither the magic prop master who created the voice-transmitting prop nor the magic prop masters who have long cooperated with the first magic prop dealer of the Principality of Lunsalan have yet to create a long-term cooling magic prop that can be used multiple times.

Magic items that can be used multiple times are basically those that preserve items for a short period of time and require a lot of magic crystals.

But then again, the disposable refrigeration magic prop that can preserve items for a long time was created by the master who made the sound-transmitting prop.

This master has created some practical magic props over the years, but each item seems to need a lot of improvement. Unfortunately, the master has never upgraded his original creations like other magic prop masters.

This results in everyone wanting to buy the things made by this master, but feeling uncomfortable after buying them.

After all, the things designed by other magic props masters can be upgraded by adding some money to the old magic props and exchanging them for new ones, but the things designed by this master cannot be changed at all.

After so many years, all the magic tools remain the same.

Amos threw away the empty box because the magic item was no longer useful, but Eudora picked it up again.

"Why did you pick up a broken box?"

Amos looked at his guard and didn't understand her behavior.

"Although the items cannot be stored in it, this box is intact...you just broke a corner of it, Amos." Eudora sometimes called Amos "Your Highness" and sometimes called him by his name. It was actually quite random as to when to use the honorific.

Amos was used to it and he didn't care.

Because there was no point in being fussy about it, Eudora was very dedicated in protecting his safety, but was relatively perfunctory in other areas.

"I plan to go to the Far North Territory next spring. If you don't want to go, Eudora, I'll take someone else." Before entering the hotel he rented in the town, Amos leaned against the door frame of the hotel and said to the person following him.

"Why did you go to the Far North Territory? Her Majesty the Queen told you to stay away from that person." Eudora looked directly into her master's green eyes. Most of the time, she had no idea what Amos was thinking.

"Everyone in school likes to go treasure hunting in the Far North, right? I just want to go treasure hunting." Amos said with a smile.

"The ancient ruins on the Lar Continent are not limited to the Far North Territory. You have many other options. Her Majesty the Queen told you to stay away from that person."

Eudora repeated what she had said before. She saw that after her master finished speaking, he put away the smile on his face and spoke with a serious expression that she had never seen before.

"My magic power seems to be draining away. Although it is still so huge that it is frightening, I can clearly feel it draining away bit by bit recently. Have you ever seen ants moving? I would watch it when I was bored as a child. Those little creatures would slowly empty things that are several times larger than their bodies. Do you think he is gradually taking back what belongs to him?"

"Amos, I'm not a magician, but I know that it is irreversible. Your feeling may just be an illusion." Eudora's tone was still emotionless, and she was telling the truth.

The forbidden technique of sacrifice is irreversible. This is what Amos was told when he was very young, and it is also something he often asked her repeatedly.

The forbidden technique is irreversible, and the magic power and talent taken away will belong to him forever.

Even though several years have passed, Amos still worries that he will wake up and become his untalented self again.

He is the only untalented prince in the Heisen royal family in nearly a hundred years. Although he is the biological son of the emperor and the queen, he is not allowed to reveal his identity.

Although he had the platinum hair color that was the symbol of the Hesedon royal family, he did not have the Dragon Soul Stone that should have emitted golden light when he was born.

The birthmark on his body is also different from that of his brothers and sisters. His birthmark is gray dragon scales, not golden dragon scales.

"Eudora, go and help me kill him."

Amos did not utter this aloud, but Eudora interpreted the command from the shape of her master's mouth.

She should have accepted the order and said "Yes, Your Highness" as usual, but she didn't this time.

She walked closer, held Amos's shoulders, and whispered, "He can't die, at least not at the hands of anyone related to you. The forbidden technique is irreversible, Amos, are you afraid?"

Amos pushed his guards away, pointed at himself, then at Eudora, and said angrily: "Huh? I'm scared? What a joke, what am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything! Please respectfully call me Lord Amos who is not afraid of anything."

Eudora looked at the person in front of her and felt that this was the right idea. She nodded and said, "Okay, Lord Amos, who is not afraid of anything."