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.

Severin suggested to Shirleen, ‘Hall Master Shirleen, I heard that a

forced you here. Would you like my assistance in seeking revenge and

“That shouldn’t be necessary. We had some conflicts

resulted in a very severe

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

because we feared reprisals from the other factions. This became an area where

refuge

relieved that the

first imagined.

the hall about

every single member of the hall.

great elder, organized a meeting with the

pills Severin had given them. Seeing

still two pills left over after each elder and protector received

given to two of their most exceptional disciples

was a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist made

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