Life After Prison

Cyril, Simia Hall’s great elder, smiled as well. They had been searching for Dracodeus Temple’s leader for many years. As time passed, he began to suspect they had been deceived by the old wacko. However, the arrival of a new supreme leader, one who was also a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist, left him incredibly pleased. After all, alchemists of such a caliber were revered

wherever they went.

Severin took out over twenty second–grade low–rank pills and handed them to Shirleen. “Take these pills and hand them out to the other elders and protectors. This will allow them to improve

their attainment over the next two days, after which it will be time for us to set off.”

“Thank you, sir!” Shirleen expressed her gratitude and took the pills in glee. She then said, “Please

come with me. I’ll make arrangements for your accommodation.”

Cyril then said, “You’ve come a long way, Supreme Leader. Please rest up. I’ll have someone

prepare some good food and fetch the best wine for our celebration tonight.”

“As we should! I’ll leave you to handle that, then!” Shirleen urged.

to Shirleen, ‘Hall Master Shirleen,

Would you like my assistance in seeking revenge and eliminating

be necessary. We had

such conflict resulted in a

left severely injured as a result. We

we feared reprisals from the other factions.

our refuge to

with a nod. He was relieved

first

informed the rest of the hall about

spreading across every single member

great elder, organized a meeting with

the pills

pills left over after each elder and

were given to two of

was a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist made

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