Ambrose gripped his Tyrant Hammer tightly. He was about to rush forward to stand in front of Eira.

However, he stopped in his tracks and frowned.

‘I feel strange.’

He had felt fine before that, but at that moment, he felt weak; he could not exert any internal energy. It was as if his energy field had been suppressed. It was a clear sign that he had been poisoned!

Ambrose was stunned; he could barely stand properly.

When Megan saw him, she was proud of herself. She smiled and asked, “Your Highness, what happened? Did you have too much wine?”

No matter how stupid Ambrose was, he realized that had happened. He glared at Megan and yelled, “Megan, did you drug my wine?”

Megan chuckled and smiled. She nodded; she was pleased with herself. “Yes, I did poison you. However, only your wine has been poisoned in the entire hall.”

‘What?’

Ambrose was surprised and furious. He was also extremely shocked. Megan had poisoned him—what a vile woman!

What was that poison? It was so powerful t