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.

‘Hall Master Shirleen, I heard that

forced you here. Would you like my assistance

“That shouldn’t be necessary. We had

resulted in a

in the end, but we were left severely injured as a result. We left the

because we feared reprisals from the other factions.

our refuge to recuperate.”

was relieved

first

left and promptly informed the rest of the

across every single member of the

great elder, organized a meeting with the other elders

they distributed the pills Severin had given them. Seeing as the

were still two pills left over after each

two of their most exceptional

a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist

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